Let Sleeping Dragons Sleep - Fan Drabble
Hello @mikimakiboo :D
It finally happened. I wrote you a little something!! It isn't a lot but just a short little thing :3 I hope you like it hihi. Even if it truly is just a short drabble :'D
Because the little dragon (draz) Nightmare is to cute!! [Here] [Here] & [Here] has my whole heart.
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Nightmare feels his magic ache as he quickly pulls blankets and spare pillows out of the closet. He glances around his room and frowns. Trying to think of the right spot for his Rest.
His deepest secret that he never managed to stop. And this will be the first time it happens with his... friends nearby.
He is never sure if he is allowed to call them his friends. The four started out as just assisting him and working for him after all. But Nightmare likes to think they became his friends.
His first friends.
It is why it is critical they don't find out about this secret.
Just like everyone in the multiverse, they think that his dragon form is large and imposing. Intimidating and a destructive force.
Which is the perfect excuse why he doesn't use it. As it would just kill and destroy over actually creating negative emotions for him to eat.
But once in a while. His magic and energy grows too low. And he needs to recharge.
The problem is, when he is a dragon he isn't all there. His dragon form is much more emotionally guided and motivated by what it wants. No second thoughts or rational thoughts to guide it. Meaning he needs to make sure its basic needs and wants are met so it will just go to sleep and remain where Nightmare wants it to be.
He remembers how the villagers would abuse him in this form. A form were he is truly vulnerable and which doens't even understand why others are mean to it. How those villagers had ripped out his fur. How they would saw off his antlers. Rip out his claws. Not caring that it hurt him, instead just doing it all again when those things healed and grow back.
Nightmare knows... He likes to believe his friends would not hurt him. But he is afraid how they will react to see that his suposed mystical dragon shape is just useless and weak. A weakness and vulnerability he shouldn't have.
He... He can't lose their respect. That would be the first step to them leaving and him losing his first ever friends. Well aside from Dream but Dream clearly doesn't care about him anymore.
Nightmare studies to room before going towards his closet. It is small and dark and it is warm in there. That should keep it satisfied and coax it to fall asleep. He takes the time to make the perfect nest. Make sure it is soft and with a very soft blanket in it for him to roll up in.
Nightmare nods as he melts into the shadows before pausing before exiting them in the kitchen. No one here. Good. He appears silently and quickly searches for some food. He decides to go for fresh fruit and some crackers. He grabs some bowls and a water bottle as well.
He melts back into the shadows and exits in his room. He goes to the closet and puts the three bowls down. In one he puts the cut fruit. in the next the crackers. and on the other side of the little nest he puts the third bowl which he fills with water. Nightmare knows his dragon form does not like to have his food and water near one another.
Nightmare checks it once more before going to the living room to make sure they will leave him be.
All four are there watching a movie. Killer grins brightly at the sight of him "Yo 'Mare! Want to join us for the movie? We only just turned it on and can catch you up!"
Nightmare chuckles "Thank you for the invitation. But i would not want to intrude on your datenight." The four of them got together not too long ago. Nightmare feels... conflicted about it. Part of him had worried that they would not want to remain with him anymore. Seeing as he would be the fifth wheel. But they still wanted to remain near and still invite him to join in their group bonding. He is blessed to have these four as his friends.
Which is why he needs to make sure they keep liking and respecting him. He can't lose this.
They look disappointed but accept it. Nightmare continues "It is not because it doesn't sound enjoyable." He needs them to know he enjoy sbeing near them "But I am sadly unavailable for the next few days."
Dust frowns "Mission?"
Cross sits up more "Do you need help? We can get ready in a few minutes!"
Nightmare shakes his skull "It has to do with my nature. I will need to go into isolation for a few days. It is important I am not interupted in this time." the four nod. Nightmare does worry he is telling them too much information but he trusts them. They always respect his privacy.
Horror frowns as he asks the next question "Is it dangerous?"
Nightmare shakes his skull "Just a matter of gathering energy... It is a sort of... deep meditation." That is a good one. It should be boring enough to discourage them from coming near but requires focus that they know not to interrupt.
They give their okays and that they heard him. Ngihtmare nods, bids them a good night, and retires to his room. He locks his door and sighs. Okay. Time to get ready. He double checks the windows and the door again. Everythign is locked. the curtains are drawn. He turns on some music, soft that it shouldn't bother anyone but loud enough to make sure they don't hear his dragon shape make noise.
With that all done he locks the closet from the outside, to make sure his dragon remains in the spot he wants, and then teleports himself into the space. It is tight at the moment but this is the moment.
He takes a deep breath and lets his mind go blank. He focusses on that empty and exhausted feeling within him. The need to rest and stop using his magic.
The emotions he felt all around him, all form his dear friends in the living room, went mute as his pwoers retreated into himself.
Moments later. He opens his eyes.
He found himself in a dark and cozy room. a nest that smelt like himself nearby. Was this his? He climbs into it with some difficulty but it is so soft! He nuzzles the soft material and is happy to find it moveable. He manages to wiggle under the soft material and a purr starts to rise from himself to fill the small secure space.
He is safe. He is warm.
He is happy.
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Days pass and none of them hear from their boss.
Killer frowns as he stares at the locked door to his room. He wouldn't lie and say he isn't worried. It is unlike the boss to lock himself away.
Cross frowns at the room as well "Do you think he needs more negative energy?"
Killer frowns "Maybe... but then i don't get why he didn't just plan another raid to cause some." he didn't like this. When Nightmare said he had to do his thing he expected maybe a day or two. Very maybe three. But they haven't seen Ngihtmare for five days now and they are anxious.
How can they keep getting closer to Nightmare when Ngihtmare isn't around?!
Cross looks down "What if somethign goes wrong? did he even get enough food for this stuff? What if he gets like stuck in this meditation state? When is it too long and when is it normal?"
Killer groans "I don't know Cross... Maybe... Maybe..."
Dust groans as he turns away from the tv "That is it." and he walks up the stairs.
Cross sputters and rushes after him "Dust wait!"
Dust wave shim off "I am not going to bother him. We are just going to sneak a look and than you two will calm down again."
Cross sputters and waves but doesn't actually go against it. Killer feels the same. this would help calm them a bit... He glances at Horror to see if their largest mate will stop Dust but he just watches as well.
Meaning either he is worried himself as well, or he is getting annoyed with their worrying just like Dsut.
They keep their distance as Dust listens at the room. Sockets closed as he concentrates. Dust hums softly "Hearing music." he is whispering as he checks the door carefully "And locked." he takes out lock picks and gets to work as he whispers "We will be quiet. Sneak a look. See everythign is fine. and close the door and relock it."
Killer gives a slow nod. That should work. That way they won't bother Nightmare but they will be reassured that everything is fine!
Dust manages to unlock the door and opens it just an inch. A moment of silence before he opens it a bit wider. Then he just opens the door and walks in.
Cross whisper hisses "Dust." He stresses the word.
Killer rushes after and glances aorund only to see the same thing that Dust must have seen "Room is empty."
Cross rushes after him and looks in as well "What? But... he went here right?"
Horror walks past them and joins dust's side "Strange... does smell like him..."
Dust nods as he looks around. Eyeing the area with a frown on his face.
Cross rubs his arms "Why would he leave? Do you think he like... knows and got freaked out?" he looks anxious at the very idea.
Killer shakes his skull "There is no way. We didn't change our behaviour at all." there is no way he knows about their feelings.
Dust hushes them as he concentrates.
Cross shakes his skull "But he feels what we feel right? What if he noticed the things we feel for one another is the same for him?" he looks around worrried. "Do we need to apologise? Was it inappropriote?"
Killer shakes his skull "no... No... that... that shouldn't be the case. maybe he just went to go on a negativity raid real quickly?"
Cross looks anxious "alone? We always help him. what if he is cornered and-"
"SSSH!" Dust glares at them and Killer and Cross both fall quiet.
Dust shoots them a look as he holds a finger to his mouth. The two share a glance before remaining silent.
Dust focusses his hearing before slowly inching around the room. None of them dare to move or speak as Dust slowly comes to a stop by the closet. He lays his skull against it and listens with a frown on his face. He reaches towards the key still in the lock and unlocks it slowly and quietly. He inches the door open and just freezes.
None of them move when Dust just waves them over blindly but signals to stay quiet.
Kilelr moves first and joins Dust's side and he has to cover his mouth from making noise.
Oh stars...
That is... That is...
It is a very tiny creature, smaller than any of his cats, purring softly in a small pillow and blanket nest. it is fuzzy and black fur. Large ears and small antlers by those. it has a tiny tail and it lays comfortable in a small nest with a few empty bowls nearby.
But the thing that makes Killer realise just who this is...
Is the goop over the right eye.
Killer hears horror and corss join him as well and just knows they are makign the same conclusions.
Well. It seems like they found Nightmare.
What do they do now?
WHich is when the tiny creature stretches and yawns loudly. it blinks open its giant eyes and looks at them. he finishes yawning and its tiny tongue pokes out much like one of his cats blepping. it is slightly forked and purple of colour and it seems to sparkle slightly.
Killer can't stop himself anymore as his hands nears the small head and pets right by one of his ears. Nightmare seems to freeze when the hand nears him and his soft purring stops. Then when he touches him he just sits their. Slowly leaning into the scratches as his socket closes slowly and the purr starts up again.
Oh fuck. This is the best thing ever.
Killer can't help but coo as he just picks the other up and holds him close "Oh you are so warm and soft." he coos at the slightly confused look on the tiny beings face "Look at that little face!" he grins as he see sthe paws "And the tiny beans!" he pokes one of the toebeans, which make sNightmare pull the little paw back.
Cross looks thorn "Killer? Should we really... I think... I don't think we should..." but as he stares at the large eyes stare at him he visably melts.
Dust holds his hand near and Nightmare sniffs his hand before rubbing his face and cheek against it. Killer recognises it as the cat sign for 'Mine' and Killer coos again "Yes! we are your gang and minions!" He hugs the tiny being close "Oh you are so soft and cute like this."
In the end they just. Take the boss with them. horror gets snacks ready as Cross grabs pillows nad blankets to lay him comfortably in their laps. They make sure to take turns holding him and cuddlign him as someone else gives him treats.
Nightmare, or this shape of him, seems very content to just let them as he eats the snacks and yawns qucikly. Clearly tired.
Killer doens't know why the boss needs to take this shape to gain energy but Killer is a big fan.
They turn on a movie as the cuddle together and pet the soft fur of the very sleepy tiny creature. Watching Nightmare lean into the touch and reach for the snacks when they bring those close.
It is amazing. This is the best thing ever.
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Something moves and falls to the ground which shakes Killer out of his sleep. He yawns and looks around annoyed before seeing the familiar gooped form of his boss. Nightmare just stands right by the couch, staring at them with his eye light smaller than a pinpoint. The small blanket they had wrapped the other into forgotten on the floor.
Killer freezes when he sees that eye focus on him. Killer is unsure what to do or say as he feels like he got caught red handed.
Does... Does ngihtmare remember?
The others clearly woke up as well as Killer can see them shoot each other uncertain look.
Cross clears his throat and tries "Euh... Ngihtmare?"
Nightmare's spine straightens as he stares ahead of himself. And then he is moving.
They hear a door slam and Killer, for the first time since they found Ngihtmare in that little closet nest, feels guilt.
Shit... They... shit...
It is safe to assume Nightmare remembers... and they just ignored every single boundary that Nightmare had set up about this.
How... How do they even start saying sorry?
