Part six. Enjoy guys!
Sorry for the long wait, but it's finally here.
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Nightmare's POV: (I misplaced the draft for this before I published chapter five, only just found it again while looking for scraps of chapter 6. This happens between Blue's phone call and the wall imploding.)
The call from Blue was shocking to say the least. I'd hoped I'd never have to receive that call, but Fate is a cruel person.
I changed into my passive form to try and make Blue feel more comfortable around the gang and I. Error cared for Blue like he cared for us, so he's pretty much a part of the gang. We look after our own - if we couldn't do that we'd be just as bad as Ink and his lot - and Blue is one of us.
I called everyone to the living room where Blue recounted the days events in as much detail as he could - up until Error threw him through a portal - before explaining what Ink and Dream had said happened after that. More than a couple of times throughout Blue's retelling I thought Dust or one of the others was going flip out and go dust someone - I know I wanted to.
As Blue finished filling us in Dust, Killer, Horror and Cross all got up and left without saying a word, anger filling their eye sockets as silent tears escaped down their cheekbones.
Being in my passive form meant that I was more sensitive to emotions, and after years of being encased in hatred these emotions were now pretty much foreign to me - and they were strong.
I was angry at Ink - for pushing Error way past his breaking point - and Error - for leaving us to deal with his out of control brother and a, soon-to-be, collapsing Multiverse. I was frustrated with myself for not doing more to help Error get his brother back. I was scared for the gang - if Ink's so far gone that he's willing to kill Error, who knows what he's going to do to those of us who sided with Error. I was grieving the loss of a best friend, of family.
Error was the only one to accept us for who we are, he was like an older brother to us all. "Everything was better when everyone knew" I mumbled quietly, staring at the wall behind Blue. Blue had been sitting, watching me go through all kinds of emotions, waiting for me to speak.
"I know, Night. But, you and I both know what Error said about how much Fate likes to keep themselves entertained - he would know." Blue replied, just as quiet as I had been. Blue held out a box of tissues towards me. I reached over and grabbed a couple and wiped the stray tears from my eye sockets. "Fate is a cruel person, and there's not much we can do when they decide they're bored."
I stood up and headed towards the door, I needed to dust someone, I needed to focus... there's got to be something I can do to to reverse this mess. I stopped at the door and looked at Blue. "Wanna join me?" I asked, an insane smirk on my face. Blue looked confused for a second before grinning back and bounding over to me. He pulled his hammer out from under his scarf, a psychotic glint in his eye sockets - he's going to fit in great. "Then, let's go."
"So, where you thinking, Night?" Blue asked as we began walking towards the courtyard. It was a good question, I hadn't actually thought about where I was going to go - I'd probably have hopped AUs, trying to stay away from Ink and my brother.
I though for a minute before suggesting; "Maybe we should pay the SwapFell brothers or the UnderFell brothers a visit, hm?" Blue said they had been there, in the Anti-Void, with Ink. I want to know why. Error had helped both pairs of brothers out on many different occasions, so why would they all of a sudden side with Ink?
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