𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭💔✔ [COMPLETED]

C H 21 : Unexpected

(—ly, BEAUTY AND THE BEAST—)

** Third Person's P.O.V **

“What do you mean?!”

“Okay, I know it's unexpected but you gotta trust me on this one.”

“Waaahhh, this is a stupid idea.”

“It isn't.”

Ink whined, as he entered the abandoned house that he previously called ‘home’, it looked so dusty and wrecked. “MY CREATION!” Ink yelled. His skeletal fingers brushed on his bony cheeks.

“You're exaggerating.” Cross commented. Ink just looked so devastated.

“OF COURSE! WHAT DO YOU THINK MY REACTION IS WHEN I SEE THIS? THIS.. MY CREATION..”

“Calm down! We're here to see Dream! Now shush!” Cross demanded. His mouth formed into a pout, a cute one. Cross sucks at making a serious face when it comes to situations like this. Ink glared at him slightly, he can't afford to glare at the smol skeleton like that. He's too cute to get mad at.

“Looks fine.” Horror butts in.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! THIS, THIS ISN'T LOOKING FINE TO ME.” Ink pointed out, he pointed out the places where it wasnt looking fine.

“Majority of it is.” Horror added, his voice laced with monotone and sarcasm. Error Face palms behind them. What has gotten into Ink. The damage is less, what's wrong with it?

Well, if you were an artist like Ink, you don't know how devastating it is when art is ruined. When all your perfection is poured into this masterpiece, there is always a 100% chance it would get ruined. Even the author can relate.

They continued up the flight of stairs to the room where Nightmare apparently found the hole and fell into.

He recalled that he took something shiny and fell into the hole. Ink doesn't recall a shiny object that can make you fall into a hole. Neither did Cross, but Nightmare was sure that Dream was involved in this. His evidence, an arrow that shot him when he was desperate enough to return to his beloved. You know what happened next if you read the story.

Cross looks around the drawers, surprisingly, he found a knife. He reached to get it but he felt a painful sting surge throughout his body resulting in which he passed out. Ink bolted to Cross' unconscious body.

Ink shakes him but he won't wake up. Something is really wrong. Ink's hands tremble as he spotted the knife inside the drawer. It wasn't there before. The question is, How did it get it here?

Curious, he picked up but he passed out on contact. Now they are both passed out. Nightmare and the others looked at each other. Should they follow suit or panick?

They never felt worry, they just stared at the 2 of them until Nightmare mustered up the courage to pick up the said knife. Surprisingly, he didn't pass out. Yup, something is definitely wrong here.

“Hmm. Strange, when I touch it. I don't pass out.” Nightmare hummed, taking in the information.

“They certainly don't look like they fell into a hole either.” Dust pointed out. Nightmare nodded. He concluded that the person who is in contact with the knife passes out in which the victim feels like they are falling down the whole they can never get out of.

Something sounds fishy around here. They decided to send Murder and the others back to the castle to find a spell book. It was some where deep in the book shelves of the library. The book resides in the highest part of the book shelf where no one can reach.

As they came back, Nightmare apparently moved Cross and Ink to a bean bag where they could slumber peacefully. When they wake up, they'll find themselves lying on something comfortable rather than the cold floor.

“Okay, I'm gonna cast a spell on the both of them. If an image pops up and is what I wanted to see. Then, the evidence and proof of Dream being alive is confirmed. I just hope Ink would be likely to trust me now.” Nightmare explains. Turning to the page where spell lies.

He hums as he finds the spell he was looking for. He starts pronouncing gibberish that no one understands. He pointed his fingers at Cross and Ink. A few moments later, an aura started to form around the passed out skeletons.

The lining of the 2 figures glowed a bright yellow. Then, an image slowly fades in. It looked so gloomy and dark. Nightmare moved his arms around, indicating that he wanted to feel around if he felt nothing.

He felt nothing.

He smiled, this was it. He moved his finger I'm a zooming motion, as if he was trying to find Ink and Cross. He discovered that he was in Ink's and Cross' P.O.V merged together. so there's 2 screens of their views together but merged into one.

They could hear their voices but it was muffled. They could see a bright yellow glow in front of them.

“DREAM!”