Oneshots (requests are closed)

Asylum-patient!Cross x Doctor!Dream

Request (technically): CamilletheShipper

I hope I did well (even though it's a totally different ship)

Human AU (like always, lol)

Dear Death Wisher,:

"Welcome to the first day of the rest of your life, uh..." Blue looked down at his clipboard.

"Dream! I'm Dr. Nightmare Apple's brother..?" Dream smiled.

"Oh, let me show you to him and he can show you the ropes himself!" Blue lead Dream into the asylum, leading him to the office. "Dr. Nightmare?"

"What do you want now?" Nightmare turned around, annoyed.

"Hello, brother!" Dream smiled. Nightmare's jaw dropped.

"I'll leave you two alone." Blue left the brothers by themselves in the office.

"I told you not to take this job! Why can't you listen to me for once?!" Nightmare grabbed Dream's arm harshly.

"I wanted to do this! Respect my decisions for once in your life!" Dream pulled his arm away.

"Okay folks, listen up, listen up!" Dream and Nightmare walked to the doorway to see what was happening. Ink, the boss of this asylum, grabbed a clipboard. "We need basic rounds. Who's taking care of Killer today?"

"I will." Nightmare raised his hand, catching everyone's attention.

"Someone wants to take care of his boyfriend?~" Blackberry teased.

"Shut the fuck up, Blackberry." Nightmare glared at the short male.

"Blackberry has Dust covered." Ink muttered, marking something on his paper. Laughs and chuckles could be heard as Blackberry looked down, flustered and blushing. "Fell?"

"I can cover him!" Blue raised his hand.

"Asy?" 

"I'll do it!" Grey called.

"Cross?" Everyone went quiet as Ink called out the albino's name.

"I can do it!" Everyone turned to Dream. Everyone, including Nightmare and Ink, looked at him silently for a few minutes.

"Do you have a death wish, kid?" Blackberry broke the silence.

"No, but I'm not afraid of death." Dream stated, stepping forward.

 "Dream will take care of Cross..." Ink muttered under his breath, writing it down.

"Wait, Ink, please! You can't send my brother in there! He'll be dead in a few minutes!" Nightmare begged.

"He'll be fine. Someone gotta check on Cross one day." Ink left, and everyone spread out, checking the patents they were assigned to.

"Cross Blade... this is his cell!" Dream looked up at the dark, dimly lighted cell, no one seemed to be in it. He looked around and all the cells around were seemingly empty as well. Dream shrugged, entering the cell with the clipboard hanging outside the door. He looked at the last filled out sheet. Well, half-filled out. It was splattered in a brownish-red, dried sustance. Blood.

"Calm down, Dream... I-I'm sure it'll all be okay..." Dream entered. He still couldn't find Cross. He was about to lean into his walkie talkie to report the escaped asylum patient until a hand covered his mouth.

"Who dares enter my chamber?" a voice asked grimly.

"M-my name is D-Dream Apple, and I-I-I am here f-for a Cross Blade..." the smaller turned to the owner of the voice. It was an albino, his right eye was red and his left was blind. A red cut sat an inch under his red eye. He had rolled up his straitjacket's sleeves.