My book of random snippets and oneshots

This is a Thing I Just Did Hehe (Oneshot???)

So ummmm

I actually might make something similar to this happen in a future story so uh heh yea

Involved Bad Gays Poly Ship (but you can think it as platonic-)

Horror growled, "Noooooooottttt~" he called out. Nightmare rolled his eyes. "Yes, Horror?" he said, rolling his eyes at Horror's dramaticness.

"I'm hungryyyyyy~~~~~~~" Horror groaned.

Nightmare rolled his eyes. "Oh really then? Well let's just get Cross to do it and-"

"ON IT BOSS!" Cross yelled from the back of the room. Nightmare was confused. Cross somehow opened a portal -oh wait he forgot in Underverse he gave Cross that weird ability thing nvrm- and came out only fifteen minutes later with a sack

 A bloody one at that. Horror was clearly drooling from his "starvation". But Nightmare never really spoke about it. Nobody did.

They knew a reason Horror was always hungry was an instinct he had learned from his AU, that every time food was visible, you ate it. Or else death awaited you. It was also a coping mechanism, and overall it WAS lunchtime soooo... yeah.

Cross sighed and opened the bag, looking inside it. "I just grabbed whatever I could," Cross warned. "So uh yeah."

Cross first pulled out a take-out-carrier box with what seemed to be a slice of pie in it. By this point, every member of the team was gathered around him to see the food. They had skipped breakfast to battle AGAIN, much to Horror's dismay.

Horror grabbed the pie the second he saw it, and began eating with his hands almost right after. 

Next, Cross pulled out a loaf of bread, which Dust took, because Dust was bland and liked bland stuff. Nobody knows why...

Next, Cross looked inside and found a nice, crispy, yellow-golden colored apple. And everyone in range facepalmed at that moment as their eyes widened in an "ohhhh sheeeet" manner. 

Nightmare's PTSD.

After the... apple incident, Nightmare had obtained a fear of apples, paticularly darker colored ones or golden ones. Meaning they could only really eat the green or brrriiiight red ones. And even then, Nightmare couldn't see them bite it.

Nightmare was terrified of the pain he felt on that day, how painful it was to morph, the breaking of his skull and bones.... how he felt his soul being torn apart, the bruises from the villagers hurting even more. Before Nightmare even realized, he was hyperventilating, eyes wide as he clutched his spine and skull.

Killer and Error noticed what was going on and Killer rubbed Nightmare's back in soothing circles, while Error grabbed pillows and blankets to wrap Nightmare in. After he, Cross, Dust and Horror wrapped the boi in cuddles, they left him alone. Not alone- but far away from him yet still in the same room.

Nightmare liked that they respected his space like that. And finally, after he stopped the traumatic flashbacks (nobody really knew what they were about, just that they were baaad), they decided to watch a movie, and Cross pulled out the last food item in the sack.

A Chic-fil-la meal.

And when he turned the bag over... he saw the cow mascot that was usually on the front with a horrible spelled "eat morr chiken". Cross shrieked.

Error smirked to himself. "Two panic attacks in five minutes. New record." he chuckled.

Horror rolled his eyes but documented it in his journal. And decided to poke Error and write down:

"Nevermind, Three Panic Attacks in five minutes."

Needless to say, Horror's arm was broken soon after that.

Ok there I thought it was coot or somethin idk- take the idea if you want O-O