Inquisitive

Side-story |Living with Dark Sanses [Names]

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"Well then," Error fixed his eyes on Nightmare. "I will destroy the Underswap, Flowerfell, UnderLust and Undertale copies and the rest will be yours. Just call me when you finish it," Error paused, giving the black, slimy skeleton a look "...Night...mare," he said hesitantly.

"...You just checked me to know my name, didn't you?"

" Yep."

" We've already lived together for a month, and yet you still don't remember my name? "

Error shrugged his shoulders.

Nightmare's eyebrows twitched. He didn't know why, but he felt the need to hit the Destroyer hard- really hard. He felt something surge inside him. Anger? No, he was not angry with Destroyer. Disappointment? ...No way, that wasn't the right word. Nightmare reflected on what had happened just a few moments ago, trying to experience the same feeling again until he came to a conclusion as to what it was.

Frustration.

He was frustrated with Error. Yeah, with that attitude, who wouldn't be frustrated with him? He wondered if Error's behavior was always like that, even since the beginning. Was this how Error treated others before? He damn sure that everyone would like to bash the Destroyer every time the glitching skeleton forgot their name.

" How come you still exist in this Multiverse?"

" I can't die, even though I want to." the destroyer said casually, as if telling the weather.

Ah right, did he mention that Error had a crippled mind? No? Well, now we all know. After all, who was even in the state of mind to confess that they wanted to die so carelessly? Apparently, Error did.

Nightmare's hand met his face, and he let out a grumble from the depths of his throat. "Why are you like this..."

" What do you mean?" Error look at him with a hint of curiosity. The glitching skeleton jumped when Nightmare suddenly rose up to his skull with a determined look on his face.

"Listen up" Error tensed upon hearing the other's voice " My name is Nightmare. You better keep it in that thick skull of yours, engrave my name in your brain, you got that?"

Error stare at him silently before he tilted his head and asked.

"...we have brains?"

Error could barely escape the pitch black tendrils.

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Ever since that day, Nightmare made Error say his name without checking him. Not a day went by where he didn't.

It was...a new experience, he might say.

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"...Black"

" It's Nightmare"

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"Night..."

"Come on, you almost got it"

"...I'm sure there's 're' at the back. Is it hare?"

Nightmare let out an exhausted sigh.

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"No checking. Just say it"

"...can't you just give me my scarf already,..."

Nightmare raised his eyebrow.