Undertale one-shots! (Sanscest)

bitty?

MMMMMMMM this is inspired off of a rp uwu
bitties
dreammare
gacha heat
smut duh
There's a inside joke in this
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Nightmare's pov

I huffed out of annoyance as I stare at some legal paper, I was buying a bitty for myself, I didn't know how much paper work would go in it, or how much it'll cost, I don't get to know what it looks like until I pick it up, I only know that it's name is 'Dream' and it's a male, posing no threats.

I sign the last paper and hand it in. They give me it back and keep a copy, they walk me to the bitty room and give me a bottle, I look inside and see a bitty, must be Dream. They give me extra things then wish me luck, I thank them and leave.

I drive to my house and set Dream on my bed side table. I sigh and turn my phone on and call my friends.

(dust, Error, Horror, cross, nightmare)

"Why did no one tell me that buying a bitty would be so much work!?"

"Wait you bought yours?"

"Yeah you bought yours?"

"Duh. Didn't you?

"No I found my bitty abandoned."

"Yeah same"

"If I knew you were buying one, I would've told you"

"Agree. If you told us we would've told you."

"Maybe we could have a bitty day? Where we show our bitties the others since they only know their owners."

"Ok but, let my get to know my bitty."

They all said 'ok' or something along that. I turn my phone off and look at my bitty, he was still asleep. I sigh and just stare at him, he wakes up and yawns, he noticed that he wasn't in the store and hugs his knees looking scared. He looks around, then sees me staring at me, he sinks into his little safety hug and tightens his hug.

I groan and grab the bottle, rather roughly, I open it and dump him out on the bed. He seems to be unsure about my bed. I rub my finger on his cheek. He seemed confused, and a bit scared. I wanted to pick him up, but, I dunno

I pick him up either way, he seems more scared now. Bad owners in the past? He clings onto my thumb like no tomorrow. "P-please don't d-drop me!" He cries looking more scared as I roll my hand. He falls onto my palm looking terrified.

"P-P-please d-don't cr-crush mE!!" He yells bursting into tears, he sobs hard and every time I move he cries harder, I growl out of annoyance, and ended up dumping him in his bottle, closing it. He curls into a ball and I can still hear his crying.

I put my hands on my head trying block the sound.

~a hour later~

He finally stopped crying, he's lucky he stopped now, I would've open the bottle, dump him on the ground and restrain his breathing. I look at the bottle, he's passed out, tears still coming out.

I gently grab the bottle, open it, and pick him up. He was so peaceful sleeping, being awake, not so much.

I hold him in my hand, moving my index around his body, something about it made me blush. He came with some outfits, a sleeping outfit, a formal outfit, a casual outfit, a swimwear one. I needed to buy him more clothes, but until then he can chill in the outfits he has. He was so expensive, but is so scared, rich entitled people must have bought him in the past. I sigh and look back at the paper and see the shop's number.