So what the hell would happen if one day Kevin somehow becomes a human
Like he dabbled into his magical abilities he didn't know he had completely misunderstanding how the fuck they work and after like turning some of his water into magical mush and a piece of chicken wire to smithereens ends up becoming a fucking human at night and so he's already tired as fuck and the transformation makes him pass out
And when Nightmare comes in to feed him in the morning he's like
"WHAT THE FUCK GUYS THERE A NAKED HUMAN HERE"
Then the two other skeletons rush the fuck outside to see Kevin with still some feathered plumage mind you and probing him of questions, like "who the hell are you" and "where did you come from".
And Kevin's like
"DUDE IDK MYSELF I MEAN I'M CALLED KEVIN BY YOU IDIOTS AND YOU KEEP ME HERE SO WTF"
And that's when Nightmare, who is the only one who knows he fed him a dark apple connects the dots and is like "How the hell did u become human????"
"idk it's pretty frickin lame"
And bada bing bada boom he's in the house and is wearing Nightmare's clothes cuz they're like the same height and weight and shit and for a few days Cross and Error forget he's there so when he jumps out and says "HI BITCHES" there's a bunch of attacks and Kevin's like "iTs oNLY mE!!1!1!" And Cross n Error are embarrassed so much they have him sleep with Nightmare that night
Somehow or another Kevin gets the hots for his former-but-still-kinda-is-but-not-in-a-kinky-way owner and so when he's watching Nightmare cuddle up to him to help himself sleep he says "wanna fuck"
Nightmare's mind is blown and he's like "uhhh"
Then Kevin touches the bony butt and they kiss and Nightmare just allows this because hey Kevin looks pretty good with his ruffled hair and his one orange eye and one blue eye and olive skin so they bone and Cross and Error hear everything and the next morning they're like "what"
And Nightmare just jokingly says "I guess it was pet play" and Error slaps him
The end
smh smh why do I shitpost
Also if someone makes this I will choke on my spit and die