Free Me From My Chains (ClassMare)

Troubling Invitations

Morning had come without warning. Classic had been asleep until the door to the room burst open. The sound startled him, his body flinching. Nightmare woke from the movement, his gaze narrowing toward Horror. He hovered in the doorway, a twisted grin on his face. Nightmare ignored it as he spoke in a rough voice, his volume low.

"What has made you bother me this early in the morning?" Horror raised an eyebrow before scoffing.

"It's nearly afternoon Nightmare. Anyway, I have a letter from Dream. It's addressed to Classic specifically." Nightmare growled toward the name, his hand reaching out for the letter. Horror sighed before allowing him to take it. He carefully opened it, Classic reading it as well. His eyes seemed to lose their normal shine as the words formed in his mind.

"He wishes me attend tea with him? But why me?" Horror shrugged before he leaned on the doorway.

"I don't really know. It's slightly suspicious, but we also can't really deny him. His kingdom is already struggling to remain neutral to Nightmare and last thing we need is to piss Dream off. Even so, I don't like the idea of Classic visiting the kingdom he's fleeing from." Nightmare nodded slowly as he sat up in the bed. Classic had sat up as well, but leaned against Nightmare casually. The sight brought a smile to Horror.

"Well, it says he can bring whoever with him. Do you wish to attend Classic? I will not force you to go, understood?" Classic nodded slowly as he forced a smile.

"I will attempt travel to the kingdom, but may Error and Horror come with me. I feel safe with any of you, it's just Horror and Error are the only ones free for travel at this time." Nightmare nodded in agreement before glancing toward Horror. He shrugged before smiling.

"Then Horror, go get Error ready. You three depart in an hour. Stay no more than a mere few hours at most, understood. While my brother may seem kind, please be weary. He is not always to be trusted." Classic gave a slight groan before rising from the bed. He stumbled toward the closet before glancing back toward Nightmare. The King gave a small chuckle before following after Classic. Horror closed the door slowly, joy swimming within him at the sight of his King happy. Classic had been a new change, but a needed one. He only prayed nothing happened that would tear everything built to the ground. None of them desired the old Nightmare back, not after seeing the current version.

Thirty minutes had passed before Classic left the room. Nightmare followed on his trail, thin fingers intertwined with his own. He was glancing at Classic dressed in a long gown. The fabric trailed from the back, the shoes clicking off the cobble. A piece of jewelry rested on Classic's skull, a gem hanging in the middle of his forehead. To Nightmare, Classic was a goddess in disguise. 

They made their way into the living room where everyone had gathered. Error wore his normal armor while Horror had kept his slightly off. He wasn't much for the weight. Even so, he brought the remaining pieces in case of emergency. Everyone glanced at Classic, the room falling silent from the partial chatter that had been occurring. Classic chuckled before bowing slightly. The sight brought a smirk to Nightmare. 

"I heard he's visiting Dream's Kingdom. Are we sure it is a good idea to send him into enemy lines?" Killer's voice was laced in worry. Nightmare nodded slowly before Classic spoke up. His tone was soft and seemed to bring a sense of calming over Killer.

"I chose this myself. I've known nothing of the Kingdoms and seek the knowledge. I can't fight well, but I rely on the memory I have stored from the numerous books I've read. I believe everything will be fine."

"I understand. Doesn't mean I won't worry Classic, you know that." Classic nodded as he ran up to Killer. His arms wrapped around him as a smile came to Classic's expression.