Night's pov
"Cross, protect ink!" i yelled as i ran down the hall and stairs. I don't- no, WONT let them have ink! I ran to the living room. "GRAB YOUR SHIT PREPARE FOR FUCKING WAR!" I shouted. Error, horror and dust all ran out with me. Horrir already had his axe.
I ran out the front door, dream will be waiting with an army!
I slammed the door open.
No one was there...
Ink's pov
I sighed, locked in the bathroom and staring in the mirror. A loud knock came from outside. "Ink, its me. We need to go this place isn't safe. Night's orders"
"O-oh ok cross"
I unlocked the door.
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Love over hate (inkmare/nightink)
FantasyWhen nightmare is told he isn't a king, he must marry to become one. He doesn't care about who, he just wants the name. Will he find love? Welp that changes when he finds out about one of dream's love potions......
