Nightmare looked around the crowded place of the cinema uncertainly. He and his gang had dreamed about watching a movie in a real cinema and now that it was coming true, he felt anxious though he didn't show it.
Killer came back from the ticket counter with five tickets. He'd changed his clothes a bit and wore a soft black fluffy hoodie and grey jeans with comfortable black and white laceless shoes.
"I've got the tickets. And scared the shit out of the person behind the counter." he grinned at the others. "Horror's grabbing the snacks."
Cross stayed behind Nightmare and looked around warily. There were so many people. It made him uneasy. He was wearing a purple sweater, black jeans and his normal shoes. He giggled quietly as Killer told them what had happened.
Dust chuckled, staying close to Cross because he looked really nervous. He was wearing a pale blue shirt, a leather jacket and dark blue jeans with black sneakers.
Nightmare nodded and looked around. He relaxed slightly when he noticed his gang looked just as nervous as he was. Made it easier to keep control of his emotions.
"Really?" he said with a raised brow. A small tendril subtly wrapped around his gang's wrists for comfort.
"Yup." Killer said happily, relaxing slightly when one of Nightmare's tentacles wrapped around his wrist. "They looked ready to pass out and I think they even peed themselves when I grinned at them."
Cross relaxed slightly as one of Nightmare's tendrils wrapped around his wrist. It felt really comforting. He laughed as Killer explained them what had happened.
Dust sighed quietly in relief when he felt a tendril wrap around his wrist. He laughed.
"I wonder what the person giving horror the food did." He chuckled.
Nightmare snickered at the thought while Killer burst into laughter.
"They'll probably shit themselves!" Killer laughed loudly gaining a few curious glances. He winced subtly and walks closer to Nightmare for comfort.
Cross giggled at the thought.
"They were obviously not prepared for us." He concluded, smiling.
Dust nodded with a chuckle.
Nightmare chuckled and shook his skull. "No they're not."
Horror came a moment later carrying five bags filled with popcorn, chips, drinks and snacks of all kinds, with some hot food like hot dogs and nachos. He was wearing a fluffy dark red hoodie with the hood having soft maroon coloured fur, loose black jeans and a pair of blood red sneakers.
"Hey guys!" he smiled happily as he walked over to them. "The cashier gave us a ton of discounts and extra snacks!"
Dust laughed. Wow. That was awesome.
"That's so amazing." He wheezed out.
Cross chuckled. He hadn't even thought of that option.
Killer laughed at that. They'd probably given Horror so many snacks because they were afraid of him and wanted Horror to leave. They probably didn't even count the money and just gave him everything.
Nightmare chuckled softly. "Good job Horror."
Horror smiled brightly and distributed the bags evenly. "Thanks. When does the movie start?"
"Five minutes from now." Killer answered in between chuckles.
"Thanks Horror." Cross thanked him with a smile. He'd hug him but his hands were full.

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To Fix A Multiverse
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