To Fix A Multiverse

Chapter 29

"So. How many friendships did that game of Monopoly ruin?" Ink asked with a grin.

Vigour snickered softly from beside Ink. He was back to wearing his normal clothes minus the gloves and sleeves.

Killer grinned at Ink from the floor- he was carving a piece of wood. "None, surprisingly. Except between Geno and Reaper that is."

Geno rolled his eye from his spot at the couch. "Not my fault he lost. I'm not his mom."

Reaper scoffed, saying nothing.

Ink chuckled.

"Who won?" He asked, looking around. He wouldn't be surprised if Blueberry had won again.

"Nightmare actually." Killer answered with a smile.

"Speaking of him where is he?" Vigour asked, looking around for the dark skeleton.

"Dream's not here either." Blue pointed out.

Ink hummed in thought. Maybe they were doing some brother stuff. He was glad the two got along again.

As if they'd been called, Nightmare walked into the room yawning softly. Dream following close behind. His black inky body shifting calmly as he rubbed his eye.

He looked and saw Ink and Vigour in the room. "When did you get here?" he asked.

"A few minutes ago." Ink replied with a small smile.

"Alright." Nightmare said rubbing his skull and stretched with a groan. That was the best sleep ever. Maybe being Dream's teddy bear again wasn't do bad. Though he still needed to get used to it after all these years.

Dream yawned, still looking a bit sleepy. That had been the best sleep he'd had in a long time.

Vigour looked at the crown on Nightmare's head and smiled. "That crown looks beautiful!" he said happily.

Nightmare tensed at his words while Killer raised a confused brow. When had Nightmare gotten that crown?

Dream looked up, noticing that Nightmare was still wearing his crown. He should be. Dream knew how much that crown meant to his twin.

Ink nodded.

"It does." He agreed.

Nightmare looked around nervously before grabbing the crown and taking it off to hide it. "I uh..."

Vigour tilted his skull in confusion. Why had he done that?

Dream frowned slightly.

"You should wear it if you want to." He explained.

Killer nodded in agreement. Despite being confused, Nightmare shouldn't be nervous to wear anything. Especially a crown that looked good on him.

Nightmare looked at the crown nervously before slowly putting it on his skull.

Vigour smiled happily. "When did you get it anyway?"

Dream only smiled, letting Nightmare do the explaining.

"I-I uh..." Nightmare stuttered softly. "It's... it's mine. From... a long time ago."

Vigour smiled. "It looks good."

Ink frowned slightly. A long time ago? What did Nightmare mean?

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I uh..." Nightmare stuttered, looking away feeling lost. He looked at Dream for help. He looked down afterwards. He really didn't like being vulnerable. Maybe the transformation didn't complete?