Dreamtale's first Copy 2
The skeleton slowly woke up, yawning quietly while rubbing his eyesockets to wake himself up more.
He had a good dream.....
Gosh Dang it, his other half did that again!
He looked over at the slightly taller skeleton cuddled up to him, calmly sleeping while wrapping their arms around him.
He would've blushed a bright lavender if he didn't know any better.
Rule number 1 of being a guardian, he can't fall for his other half.
Which was shitty if you asked him. He hated that rule...
And he had a feeling his other half did too.
Oooorrr maybe that was him hoping his other half did...
Yeah, that's probably it.....
He sighed, decided he shouldn't be contemplating his feelings right now. He tried to get up, only for his other half to pull him closer, burying their face into the crook of the smaller's neck.
He squeaked at the feeling, his lavender blush coming full force. It made his purple freckles hidden a bit.
He then pouted , starting to push their face away while attempting to growl," Dream, let me go! We have to get up!"
His other half groaned, hugging him tighter," nnnnnooooo..... I don't want to.... Can't we just... Stay like this for a while....? ..... Please....?"
His expression softened at that, him sighing softly before hugging the taller's skull gently, rubbing circles into it caringly. He smiled gently, his lavender eyelights staring at the other with a loving gaze,"... Ok... But only because you said please..."
His other half cheered quietly, nuzzling him happily," ... Thank you, nighty~"
He giggled quietly," ... Welcome, Dreamy..."
So that's what they did most of the morning, cuddle laying in bed.
He didn't mind it at all.. It meant more time to spend with his Dreamy...
Too bad they had to guard the tree.
He hummed quietly, reading a book. He was wearing his usual outfit, which consisted of a light grey longsleeve, a purple elbow length tunic that reached his mid thighs over it, the the ties that held it in place a grey color as well. He was wearing black trousers, his knee high purple boots with a golden yellow strap over them. He had on a golden yellow belt with a crescent moon on the buckle, which also held the tunic in place. His black fingerless gloves helping him hold the book easier.
Dream had to go help the nice baker's wife bake for the upcoming feast.
The feast was to treasure the moments of lost ones.... It happens every year.
Dream loved helping out with it, him becoming busy during this time of the year.
It always made Nightmare feel a bit lonely... But he didn't want to stop his other half from helping out. It would be rude to do that.
Besides, Nightmare liked watching the decorations be put up. They were always so pretty.... Especially the ones on the tree.
He blinked when he felt something thump on his skull. He looked around before looking down and seeing one of the dark apples.
What...
He looked up, feeling anger build up inside of him.
It was one of the villagers, grabbing the dark apples and throwing them on the ground.
He stood quickly, leaving his book on the ground and shouted," What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
The villager jumped in surprise, falling out of the tree in the process.
Nightmare stomped up to them, his expression filled with anger. He glared at them," What were you doing?! The dark apples need to stay on the branches unless needed, asshat!"
The villager stood, much taller than Nightmare, and the villager growled," We don't need those devils! And we most certainly don't need you! No one wants negativity! If it was my choice , I would have destroyed every single dark thing out there!"
Nightmare gulped, suddenly filling self conscious. Well shit....
The villager started to grinned darkly, a wicked gleam to his eyes," actually... How about I teach ya a lesson? Heh... That we don't need filth like you..."
Nightmare heaved as he laid on the ground, silver blood pouring from his wounds. He winced, taking a sharp breath that hurt. Everything hurts...
His clothes were ripped up, stained silver with his blood. Multiple of his bones were broken and bruised.
His skull had a large crack that was on the back.
The villager had gagged Nightmare to keep him from screaming for help, the villager using magic to keep Nightmare from struggling.
Every hurt so bad....
Lavender tears spilled out of his eyes, muffled sobbing leaving him. He cried out a muffled scream when his ribs were struck.
He tried to beg the BASTARD to stop but....
They didn't. They just kept hurting him...
He wished Dream could save him... He wished for anyone to save him. Please, someone help him......
But someone came.
The voice Nightmare longed to hear called out," what do you think you're doing to Nightmare!"
Nightmare cried in relief, tears spilling out faster. Dream.... He came to save him...
Nightmare was slowly losing consciousness, but he could tell Dream was having a very ferocious argument with the villager.
Dream would protect him..... Dream would keep him safe....
Nightmare then passed out.
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