Nightmares
Warnings: ...nightmares...?
Comments: Writers block fucking sucks. Whether you take this as romantic or platonic is up to you.
Villagers. Pitchforks. Fire. Screaming. Yelling. Pain.
Nightmare woke up in a cold sweat. Yet another night terror come to haunt him. This is why he didn't like to sleep. Memories upon memories upon memories and trauma.
He moved to the side of his huge bed and opened the drawer, and picked up the golden circlet inside, purple light reflecting off of it. Nightmare gingerly held it in one hand. A tear drop fell.
No. He wasn't crying. He was a king. The king of negativity, and kings don't cry. Kings don't have nightmares. Kings weren't weak.
Somebody knocked on his bedroom door. Nightmare quickly put away the circlet and slammed the drawe shut as Killer hesitantly entered the room.
Killer had tears streaming down his cheeks, and he had a fuzzy white eyelight in one eye. He clutched his precious stuffed toy axolotl in his arms.
Nightmare sighed and beckoned Killer over to his bed. He swore these skeletons acted more like his children than his subordinates.
Killer clambered in Nightmare lap, sniffling softly into his chest. Nightmare's tentacles wrapped around Killer.
He layed back down on his bed.He supposed Killer must have had a night terror as well. How funny. Well, he can't say he was complaining... be didn't know what he would have done if Killer hadn't come over, he wasnt going to go into one of his subordinates' rooms for comfort. He was a king, for Nim's sake. He would have just-
Someone else knocked on the door, this one a lighter knock. Nightmare allowed them to enter.
Cross opened the door, hesitant, then crawled onto the bed with Nightmare and Killer, crying into his shoulder, shaking and shuddering.
Nightmare sighed again, wrapped some of his tentacles around the tiny skeleton too. This was likely to become a snuggle pile of all of them.
His theory was that since he was such a powerful being, that whenever he was feeling negative, those emotions would spread onto beings around him. So, since he had had a night terror and gained many nega0tive emotions from that, his subordinates ended up having night terrors as well.
Another knock and entry on the door. Dust. He didn't say anything, just walked in and layed next to Cross, who was half laying on Nightmare.
Nightmare wrapped his tentacles around Dust as well. This was why Nightmare has such a large bed, it needed to fit all 5 of them whenever they had night terrors.
One final knock on the door, and Horror walked in. The tall skeleton layed next to Killer, wrapped his arms around the other four.
Nightmare sighed in contentment, finally closing his eyes as the other four fell asleep.
I still don't know how to end things lol
