Light and Dark

Dreaming...

"Dream, come on!" His hand grasped hers and pulled her along.

"Where are you going?!" She giggled. "Are you to make free with the Princess?" He grinned back at her.

"Come now, Princess. There's something almost as beautiful as you I want to show you..."

"Dream, he's no good! Leave him!" Nightmare's voice sounded cruel to her ears and she glared at him.

"He is good! I love him and nothing can take that away from us! Leave me alone Nightmare! Go talk to your crazy friends!"

"They're better than him! He's playing you!"

"No, he's not!" Dream stomped away, leaving Nightmare looking desperately after her.

"Where are you going?"

"Nowhere."

"But-"

"Nowhere Dream!"

Her chest hurt. It felt like it was being crushed by the heaviest force in the world.

"Dream?"

"Go away Nightmare."

"Dream?"

"Go away Nightmare!"

Black holes appeared all over her kingdom. Something was making it rot from the inside, she just couldn't see it. She was all alone, she felt something crushing her chest. She felt someone holding a knife to her back and she screamed.

But no one heard her and the world was black.

Dream awoke, breathing hard. Negativity was seeping into her bones and contradicting her very being.

"Nightmare," She said, still breathing hard. "It was just a nightmare. I was just..." A black feeling seeped into her soul and she pulled her knees to her chest. "...Dreaming..." She looked about frantically, fear crawling up her back. She felt for any little positivity. Anything. She found it, right next door to her.

"Killer."

Killer was silently on his feet before he was even really awake as a knock came from his door. Shaking his head and messing up his already messy hair he opened it and blinked as he saw Dream right outside. She was wearing a light, yellow nightgown (Not a light yellow nightgown, a light, yellow nightgown) and her face was flushed.

"Dream?" He asked, becoming more and more conscious that he wasn't wearing a shirt. She hugged herself.

"I-I can't sleep. Can I..." She looked away, blushing. "C-Can I sleep with you? N-Not like that just... sleep..." Killer was speechless.

"I-I sure." She walked inside, her nightgown swaying around her figure as she did. He lay back down on his bed, making room for her. She lay down next to him, her face still red. "So, why did you come to me?" He asked. She averted her eyes.

"Um the... the negativity here is really...um...getting to me and you were p-positive," She answered.

"Oh, I forgot negativity would affect you like that. Am I really positive?" Dream nodded. "I don't feel all that positive." She put a hand over his heart.

"You feel really positive. Increasingly positive in fact." His face heat up at their position and she retracted her hand. "Sorry." He rolled on his back and stared up at the ceiling, his hands behind his head.

"Night Dream." He closed his eyes. A few minutes later, when his breathing was much slower he felt Dream's hand touch his shoulder as she too fell asleep.

#NOSMUT

The wind rushed in Error's ears as he stood upon the roof of the castle.

"E-Error?" Ink came from behind him, trying hard to balance herself. He took her hand and brought her towards him, helping her balance.

"What are you doing here Ink?" She smiled weakly.

"I wanted to see you."

"See me?" She nodded, holding onto him tight.

"I would have prefered somewhere safer..." Error smirked.

"Scared Inky?"

"You remember that time I climbed up a tree to chase you?"

"Yep. You realised how high you'd climbed and freaked out. I had to bring you down spiderman style."

"Yeah well, you might have to do that again." Error laughed.

"You could jump with me."

"J-Jump?"

"Yep."

"You're insane Glitchy." Error laughed again.

"Don't believe me?"

"No. Wait Error-" Error jumped off. Halfway through his fall he caught himself with one of his strings, pulling himself onto a ledge, and looked up at Ink. She was white with shock. He laughed.

"Aww, were you scared for me Inky?" He teased. Her face went red. In a heartbeat, she jumped. She neared him and he caught her with a string pulling her towards him. She clung to him, still scared, her eyes wide.

"You're a dick," She whispered. Error leant closer and whispered in her ear.

"I know." She kissed him. He drew back in surprise for a moment then pulled her back towards him in a deeper kiss. When they pulled away she whispered.

"You're a dick but I still love you."

Lust's hand brushed against Horror's face as she looked him lovingly in the eyes.

"Tell me how much you love me again?" She asked, her pink-purple hair spread out loosely across his chest.

"I would die for you," He said, taking her hand. "You keep me alive."

"Cliche," She said. "But I still love you."

"Good, because I'm no good with flattery."

"That's what I'm here for."

"To teach me?"

"No, I like your cliche, awkward words. I'm the one that gets to say that no matter what you look like and no matter how crazy you are, I will always want to kiss you." Horror laughed.

"Is that so?" Lust caught his lips in hers.

"You bet."

Cross leant against the toilet, her knees feeling weak. She still felt nauseous as she turned to look at Nightmare who was still sleeping peacefully.

"Oh, Nighty...What have you done?"