Little things

Chapter 1

Narrator's POV:

It was midnight and Nightmare was walking down the long purple laced hallway that led to his room. He had just finished his paper work and was in a dangerously bad mood. 

"Total idiots" he mumbled as he recalled the conversation in his office, he had confronted Dust and Cross's fighting just as Dust bumped into his staff, cracking it slightly. 

"Aw is the little Nightmare sad" said a soft and sweet voice in his head and looked over to see his un-corrupted self or Night as he liked to be called to strike difference. 

Nightmare felt annoyed.

 "shut up" he snapped " you would be mad if it were your staff. He said while rolling his eyes. 

"Sorry I'll go then" He cooed as if to make NM sad that he was leaving.  

NM watched him for a moment then turned to head back to his room. Honestly Night was a bother for him. It had started to get annoying when Night was around and that fueled his anger. "Finally" NM  mumbled as he slammed the door and plopped on his bed. 

NM's room was a black and gold master suite with a walk-in closet, a full bathroom and a big king sized bed in the middle of the room. There were two black side tables laced in gold and a grey carpet on each side adorned with gold flakes. In front of his bed there was a 60' inch flat screen tv, with a grey marble table underneath it. 

NM looked up at the ceiling feeling restless as lay in his bed, his mind felt scattered; and it was merely hours before he fell asleep.