💛𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮💜

💛Chapter 15💜

Linda's pov

"I have some... bad news about Nightmare's eyes."

Concern and nervousness hit me like a ton of bricks.

"What's wrong with his eyes?"

I asked shakily.

"He may have..."

Have what?!

"Blindness in the left socket."

Oh... oh stars... poor Nightmare...

"It can be treated, right...?"

Asked Neil.

"Unfortunately, no, we don't have anything for that here... I'm so sorry..."

Ashley apologized.

"It's okay... it'll prove to be difficult, but Nightmare can overcome it... I'm sure he can."

I answered, hope in my voice.

"That's the spirit!"

Ashley cheered.

Then, we went back to Nightmare's hospital room.

Dream and Nightmare were cuddling, with Nightmare's head resting on Dream's shoulder. Dream's eyelights were glowing green, and Nightmare's other eyelight was glowing green too.

"Awww"

We all said in unison.

Nightmare growled at us, but it just sounded like a grumpy kitten.

"Aw, Nighty, don't be mad!"

Nightmare didn't respond, and just cuddled further into his brother, wrapping his arm around Dream's ribs.

Dream giggled, and nuzzled Nightmare's skull.

Then I realized, they hadn't eaten in a while. They must be so hungry!

"Hey, are you two hungry?"

Dream bobbed his head up and down, and Nightmare just stared at me.

"Alright, I can go pick you guys up some food! Is there anything specific that you want, or...?"

Nightmare then opens his mouth to say something, but then closes it.

Dream looks at Nightmare. He's probably still confused about this whole 'food' thing.

"Oh? What were you gonna say, Nightmare?"

I ask.

"Nothing."

Dream gave Nightmare a look.

"Nighty, we wanna hear what you have to say!"

Dream gave Nightmare a sad baby face. Weeby's cats do that to her all the time. Even when they bite the shit out of her. Why is Weeby speaking in third person? Who knows.

"Ughhhh fineee I'll tell you!
...um...
Can I please have a... umm... ah, what was it called again... Beesechurger?"

"Beesechurger...? Snrk-"

Nightmare puffed his cheeks up angrily at me, still clinging to his twin.

"Y-you wanted to know what I said-!"

I laughed, and so did Neil. Dream looked confused, and Nightmare looked angry.

"Sweetie it's called a cheeseburger."

I corrected, giggling. Nightmare blinked, his angry expression fading away.

"Oh."

Dream laughed at his twin's reaction.