Dreamare angst Our mother spoke

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Warning sad and is kinda rushed

No one P.o.v

Midnight. There was nothing in the AU. Nothing but ruins from the old Dreamare AU. Well, actually there were some things. Three to be exact. A dead tree that was slowly getting its life back. A crystal giving a magic supply to the tree and last but not least a house where two brothers laid in bed. Both of them were skeletons and both wore a crown but both also had a nightmare. Each had there own. The younger and darker brother dreamt about all the things people used to do to him. How they would hurt him how they would torture him. how they would try to kill him. The older and brighter dreamt about The younger. He dreamt that the younger turned back to what he used to be. The elder had worked for years to find a way to get his brother back and eventually found something. A root from their mother did the trick. The Elder woke with a scream as he was killed in the nightmare. He hears the youngers pleas and begs for something to stop so he looks over and sees the smaller curling up to a ball. The smaller had an iron grip on the bedsheet. The elder sighed and picked up the younger. The younger feared what was happening but then the elder kissed his forehead and gently rocked his brother. Many say that they shouldn't love each other since they were brothers and truth to be told It was the elder that loved the younger. The younger was broken and desperate for warmth which the elder gave happily.  The younger woke with a scream and panicked while looking around until he saw the golden eyes of his brother. 

"It's just a bad dream, Dear," The elder said. as the younger lashed onto the elder for comfort.

"I know but i-it felt s-so real," The younger was crying making the elder sighed. The elder placed his left hand on the smaller's skull and caressed it. It worked wonder on calming the younger. Once the younger had calmed down had the Elder used magic to give the younger the feeling of warmth he so desperately wanted. Even tho the younger didn't want to sleep again was he forced to do so. He laid against his brother who gently laid him back on the covers.

"Don't worry Nightmare once Mother is back can we ask her why you get all of these nightmares," the elder said as he left to make tea so he could calm down. The younger continued where his nightmare stopped and was sent right back to the mental torture. The day after. The Elder heard knocking on the door and opened to see his old friends. He was overjoyed and instantly ran to their mother she was back and the world was no longer in ruins. He couldn't wait to tell The younger about this. He ran home and gently shook The youngers shoulder trying to wake him but he wouldn't wake. He saw his brother dust before him and cried. People entered the house to see their old friend but didn't expect him to be crying over someone that didn't deserve to live.

"Don't worry dream everything's gonna be fine," They all cheered as the elder cried. He walked up to his mother and saw his brother sleeping by the roots of the tree. He ran as fast as his legs would carry him but was stopped by a root gripping his leg two meters out of Nightmares reach.

"Don't even think about coming closer Dream," The tree spoke.

"Mother?" He asked.

"You have no right to call me that after everything you've done," 

"what do you mean?" He was crying now.

"You neglected your brother when he needed you the most while he always was there for you know matter how small the issue was. You took away the comfort I gave him after I persuaded him to eat the apples. You took him away from his comfort for your own sick pleasure. You used his broken state to your own advantage and lastly, you starved him to death by not letting him get his life energy the nightmares was his soul desperate to survive." 

"I-I didn't-"

"You didn't what? Know. we both know that is a lie. I only have one son now and that will not be you," The tree said as Dream began to see dots.

"I created you now it's time I remove my mistake,"

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