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[No ones pov]
It was a cold night in the skeletons house. Red and Classic sans {Aka blue for short} where sleeping soundly.

(Blue pov)
I opened my eyes and sat up. I was still tired, I wonder what made me wake up. I looked over at Red, his face was buried in his pillow, I chuckled to myself. I went to lay back down, but something stopped me. Red was squirming, and sweating lightly.
"Heh, havin one of his little bad dreams" I said aloud, because I'm aware of his normal small bad dreams, he never really had nightmares. I thought it was nothing and laid down.

(Red's pov/dream)
I looked around for any sign of Blue, I couldn't see him anywhere, I was starting to get upset, but then I saw him standing, his back was faced to me. I went to call out his name but I saw someone infront of him. "Kiddo?" I asked the force that was infront of Blue. They where holding something shiney, it glimered in the moon light. They swung it. I saw him fall.
"B-BLUE?" I was yelling now. I ran straight to him as he fell to his knees.
His blood was trickling down his chin,dripping onto the fresh snow.
There was hot tears running down my cheeks, my hands shaking wild.
"HAHA did you really think YOU could save him before I got to him?" I looked at the kid. "C-Chara..WHY THE FU--"
she had the knife aimed at me.
"What's the matter hot head?, Ya  gonna cry? Hah!" She sliced at me
I fell. Watching as my own blood turn the white snow red. I choked on my words sobbing them out.

(Blues pov)
I heard muffled screaming and crying.
"R-Red?, Red buddy you okay?"
There was a soft red glow emitting from under the pillows. I sat up and shook him slightly. "B-BLUE N-NO NOHO BLUE!" He was screaming, not just screaming but sobbing out my name. I knew this was no ordinary 'bad dream' "Red wake up! Red it's just a dream!" I tried yelling to him, maybe he would hear me over his own pleads. Red sat straight up, his eye glowing bright red, the glow illuminated the room. Tears where still running down his cheeks, he looked distraught, and scared.
"R-Red?" I said in a low voice.
"..B-Blue!? BLUE!". He lunged at me.

(Red's pov)
I woke up. Sitting up straight. The flashbacks of my nightmare drowning  my thoughts. "Red?" I heard a familiar voice say, I turned around. I yelled his Name and latched onto him sobbing, I felt weak and pathetic.But at least Blue was okay.

(Blues pov)
A sat for what seemed liked hours calming Red, he still wasn't telling me what he dreamt about. "Red, babe, ya have to tell me whats gettin under your skin heh" I tried joking. He sniffed "that was corny af Blue"
I laughed lightly and held him, thanking Asgore that he was calming down.

(Red's pov)
"Sweetheart I'm fine now okay?,stop asking all those damn questions"
I tried to reassure him that I was fine, but it wasn't working. He bugged me and bugged me, eventually giving me his puppy dog eyes. 'damnit, I can't get past those eyes' I thought to myself, which was true, when ever Blue did his puppy eyes I couldn't help but to give in. I told him everything I remembered. He only looked at me and smiled wide.

(Blues pov)
I sat quietly and listened to Red's dream, it hurt to know he was still dreaming about the resets. After he was done, I smiled at him.
"Uh..blue wtf is the smile for?"
Red asked me, slight nervousness in his voice. "If they mess with you or me babe, ya know they're going to have a bad time!" He laughed, and I smiled. We camped out in the living room instead, ate popcorn and watched a movie.

(Red's pov)
I was glad I had some one who loved
a piece of shit like me, he actually cared bout me, other than boss.
I leaned against him, munching on some popcorn, we watched a comedy.
Blue said it was called 'Deadpool 2'
never really watched the first one
He cried during one part, I laughed at him and he punched my arm. I loved it when he acted tough. I smiled and fell asleep on him.

(Blues pov)
The movie ended, I looked over at Red, he was passed out drooling on my shoulder. I laid my head on his, closing my eyes. I couldn't ask for a more perfect night.


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