The Sanses were holding their annual 'Defeat Of Nightmare' party. Counting two months, one week, and two days since he was defeated. Dream had finally come out of his room because he was forced to. Dream grabbed an apple juice and sat down on a chair in the corner. "Dream, we didn't drag you here to be depressed," Cross says looking at Dream with disappointment, but softened his gaze. Dream ignores him and starts mumbling. "I know you're mad about your brother but the multiverse is safe! No more evil. Aside from Error." Cross says again, sighing he walks away. It's no use trying to get the guardian back to his former self anymore.
It has been a week and two days since Nightmare had woken. Somehow he remembers everything. Surely someone would forget. Right?
Nightmare couldn't sleep. Well, she wasn't supposed to, since Night guardians usually sleep during the day and guard during the night. Why? Because it was basically a rule all night guardians must follow. Nightmare had not followed the rule and look where he is now. Nightmare brushed her unruly galaxy-like hair down so it looked neater and fixed her sweater. Going out for a bit won't hurt. Right?
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RandomDo not read this please, this is so old and embarrassing TT This is a weird story I made that has forced destroyer but mostly focuses on Nightmare.
