Damned

Broke, Broken, Breaking

--Fresh’s POV--

The newsletter came. I read all the pages, more like skimmed, and stopped, my eyes getting smaller, and tears brimming over my eyesockets.

Horror had died. Cause of death, The King Murdered Him. My whole body shook while I screamed, holding myself, because I felt so broken. I knew I might've fell apart if Geno and Error hadn't of came in.

They knew, and they told me they were sorry for my loss.

This hurt, this really hurt me. It made me feel so horribly broken.

My child, and my lover, both dead and gone because of Nightmare’s lack of remorse.

Horror and Nightmare were friends, weren't they? Maybe not.

Geno patted my shoulder as I moved to lay down. I didn't want to feel, I wanted to hold myself together because I felt like I wasn't gonna be able to stay together.

--Geno’s POV--

And just like that, The Truce was called off until further notice.

Horror had died. Nightmare killed him, ideally because of the baby.

Someone was going to tell Joku. Tell her to get her son. Talk to him. Me and Error left Fresh after he asked to be alone.

Ink himself felt bad. Dream sat in his throne, huffing himself as well, trying not to succumb to the unhappy feelings.

I walked up to my room, which was covered in velvety red- and sat down in my favourite bean bag chair that I used for keeping happy thoughts.

Error went to Dream I'm sure, and they're probably cuddling on the throne.

I sat in my chair, and thought about the times when I had talked to Horror. We mentioned a bunch of things, that always made us smile.

Tumblr memes especially.
Occasionally cat memes. But the point is we talked about happy things, things that made us smile and laugh together.

I imagined Horror was with us, in our castle, reading funny memes— and smiled, then I began to laugh.

Ink came in, and peeked- realizing it was a happy laugh, he hit me with his brush. “What's with you?”

“Memories, wonderful memories I've had with Horror.”

Ink paused, nodded, smiled and left.

I laid back and enjoyed smiling at the rest of them. It was great that I had these.

I closed my eyes and let those be my reality. I wasn't breaking anymore.