Again, Cross?

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(Just ignore that there was a fight, k? This is gonna be depressing, soooo)

Cross laughed, smiling down at the line that separates Nightmare's and Dream's land. 

he was on the roof, going up there to look at the stars one more time. He's tried 2 times so far, and he knows this time will be the time he will die.

Everyone is asleep, and he drugged the food so no one would wake up until morning... He's gone to the extreme to rid himself of Chara, and this will work.

He's sure of it.

He looked up at the twinkling beauties, smiling. Peace has finally come, and he's so excited about it.

Of course, that never lasts.

Go already. Chara rolled their eyes, pushing Cross to the edge. Cross glared at the child, both hating the other. Just jump already you worthless beast. Heh...Cross frowned. "What's so funny?"

Chara chuckled darkly. Geno tried this and almost succeeded... Who knew... The only person that cares about you is Papyrus, oh! I'm sorry. Chara snickered and floated off the edge, holding out a hand for Cross to take.

Cross frowned, Extremely tense.

One more step, friend. He said. 

Cross had a small flashback, Chara having a full body and looking like his frisk. They were in a field, Frisk/Chara holding out their hand for Cross to take...

He hovered his foot off the edge, feeling the adrenaline coursing through his non-existent veins.

he reached out for Chara's hand, which was a little too far for him to reach. 

He took a step forward, barely missing their fingers. Chara smirked, waving as Cross plummeted to the ground.

He could peek in a window, seeing a sleeping Killer, Horror...

He was oddly calm at this, waiting for the ground to hit him and end his suffering.

He could see Nightmare's window- wait. Why was it open?

Nightmare never opens his window...

Cross looked down, the ground still a little way down. He smiled and decided to look around-

he literally screamed when something hooked on his shirt, causing him to jerk upward, and almost hit himself in the face with a tentacle. Nightmare looked outside the balcony, panting. Wait. Did he run all the way down here?

Nightmare pulled Cross up, his feet touching the ground. The goopy skeleton and oreo stared at each other for a good 20 seconds before Nightmare spoke up, "Why?!" Was all he said.

This was the third time Cross tried to end his life, and Nightmare couldn't understand why... "I don't know! I was just looking at the s-stars and t-then-" He burst out in tears before he could finish the sentence.

The calm had ended, and a swarm of thought entered his head. He didn't want to die, he wanted to live, taste some more chocolate, annoy Nightmare, DO THINGS! 

Nightmare sighed and opened his arms, looking away in embarrassment. Cross frowned, also tense. He needed a hug, but Nightmare? Something must have been in that drug...

Either way, Cross hugged Nightmare tightly, ignoring the goopiness and embracing the calming aura Nightmare had at that moment. He could feel Nightmare's soul, which was still beating very quickly, probably running down like 8 staircases...

Nightmare pulled away, turning and walking inside. "I'm not going to leave you alone, you realize that now," he said, turning to Cross and smirking. Cross laughed a little, rubbing his neck. "Sorry..." 

Nightmare chuckled and said, "Victory chocolate." Cross blinked.

Nightmare never liked chocolate though, and for what? "For me running down like 10 staircases just to make you not die. I'm turning into Dream. yay." There was tiredness in his voice, and Cross snickered at the laid back behavior of Nightmare.

This wasn't like the normal nightmare, who would smash you into a wall if you said he was turning into Dream. That Drug must have affected him differently. When they got to the kitchen, Nightmare opened the freezer and pulled out some chocolate, giving it to Cross. He pulled out an apple and took a bite out of it, closing the freezer with his foot. 

"I thought you said victory chocolate."Cross joked, knowing that Nightmare wouldn't attack him for saying that due to this drug. Nightmare just chuckled. "You know I hate chocolate."

Cross smiled and looked outside, the darkness is really inviting for once. "I made something, by the way."Nightmare stated, getting Cross' attention.

Nightmare, Making something? What the fuck was in that Drug?

Nightmare pulled out a necklace, a golden heart visible. Cross' mind flashed, hang going up to his neck and feeling his necklace? Why did the Nightmare make a copy? "Is Chara here?"

At their name, Chara appeared beside Cross. "They are now?" Was Nightmare going to make him suffer? Because Chara looked pissed.

Nightmare gave Cross the necklace. "Put it on." He commanded, watching Cross put it on with confusion written on his face. 

To his surprise, Chara disappeared suddenly. "Are they here now?" Nightmare asked, smirking. Cross' confusion level raised higher.

"No? Nightmare, what-" Nightmare interrupted Cross, "That necklace traps Chara in the necklace, but you can still summon knives. You're welcome." He sat down at the table, elbow on the table, and his head resting on his hand.

Nightmare then added, "And if you try ANYTHING like that again-" He disappeared.

Cross' mind went crazed, looking around him to see if his 'savior' was around. He felt something wrap around his waist, and lift him into the air.

Nightmare was standing in front of him, his tentacle lifting Cross up, "I won't be able to hold back."

Cross blinked.

Hold back?

Hold back on what?

Nightmare disappeared again, dropping Cross to the floor with a quiet THUD.

Cross put the new necklace under his shirt, feeling it against his ribs. He smiled. "Chara... You aren't going to bother me anymore..."

Happiness filled the skeleton as he climbed the stairs, flopping on his bed and having a good nights sleep...

The first good night's sleep in a long time.

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"Yeah... I think Cross has a crush on Nightmare, but that's it." Reaper said, shrugging. Geno snickered. "I think Nightmare has a crush on Cross."

The two laughed together. 

"That would never happen."The said in unison, smiling at each other. 

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