Kréme Oneshots

Not immoral

Chapter: Not immoral

Two skeletons stood at a grave greaving for their lost family member. They where soaked from the ran but ignored it, they actually liked the fact that it was raining. The three of them used to take walks in it.
"I'm going to miss him." The one to the right said, her name was Default, she wore one of her father's, Killer's, turtle neck sweater. It used to be to big for her but she'd grown into it.

The other skeleton nodded, he was the great God of Positivity, Dream, he is supposivly the one that's supposed to think on the positive things but how could you do that if your husband has just died of old age. Unlike Dream and Default, their family member, Killer, was not immortal.
Killer couldn't last forever like they could.

"I don't know what to do anymore." Dream tried to wipe away his tears but it was raining so he failed then, "Keep living." Default told his mother figure because she knew what was racing in the other's mind.
Default felt a bit sad but other than that, nothing. She got over death pretty quickly in which is probably not a good thing.
"He would like that wouldn't he?"

Dream looked at the ground as Default nodded hugging Dream, "If you hug back you might feel better." Default told him, Dream did hug her back, squeezing all the air out of her.

Oxytocin is a chemical in your body that you can call the 'cuddle hormone'. The reason why Oxytocin is such an important thing is because it relieves stress and if you squeeze someone when hugging it makes you feel better.
If you have never hugged anyone get off of Wattpad right now and go hug someone!

"Mom." Default managed to say, "Sorry." Dream pulled away putting his hands in his pockets, Default leaned agenst Dream trying to make him feel better.
"Everything will be okay." Default lied, nothing was okay, Dream has just lost half of his world just because he loved someone who was not immortal. This was all his fault, he blamed himself.

"I just want to die,"

Dream started having tears fall down his face, "Want to see him so badly." Default pat his back, if Dream died Default would be forced to take his place and she was not ready for that responsibility, she is too weak, physicaly and mentally. She didn't want to be forced into that position like Dream had been.
"Don't think that way, Dad wouldn't want you to think like that would he?" Default crossed he arms how Killer would, "No." Dream said quietly the rain almost making it impossible to hear.

"Let's go home okay? We can go make butterscotch cinnamon pie! Dad's favorite." Default grabbed Dream's hand, Dream laughed a little tilting his head a bit, "You just want pie." Dream smiled, it was the biggest smile he had made since Killer's death, "Maybe, or maybe I think makeing pie might cheer you up a little." Default made a portal and jumped through, you could hear her hit the floor.

Dream looked at the portal then back at Killer's grave, "I smile for you my love." That's what Killer would always say to Dream to cheer him up.
Most would think they were a horrible couple and didn't belong together, they always seemed to fight in public, not phisicly of course.
Sure they had their differences but that only made them come closer. Who ever dare to think they where not meant to be are wrong.

"Mom hurry up!" Default yelled from the other side of the portal, "Coming!" Dream yelled waving goodbye to Killer and walked through the portal that closed behind him.

"What a wonderful day to be dead. . . ."