"Who are you texting, Error?"

Donald jumped like ten foot into the air, falling to the ground with an 'oof'.

He glanced up, noticing Nightmare was there and the goo-covered skeleton having a bit of a... Concerned look? Why would Nightmare become concerned about Donald of all things? Donald wasn't worth the worry...

Donald huffed, sitting up properly. It wouldn't hurt to tell Nightmare about it... He trusted the dark skeleton enough.

"YoU rEmEmBeR wHeN I tOlD yOu tHaT I cOuLdN't gO bAcK tO pEoPlE wHo mEaNt a LoT tO mE?"

Nightmare nodded and Donald continued," WeLl... OnE oF tHeM aPpArEnTlY fOuNd A wAy tO tExT mE."

Nightmare's eyes widened, him exclaiming," What?! Are you sure it's them?! Is this why you feel happy but cautious?!"

Donald nodded, grinning," YeAh..."

Nightmare immediately pulled Error up on his feet, shaking him by the glitched skeleton's shoulders," TELL ME WHAT THEY FUCKING SAID!"

Donald grabbed the shorter skeleton's shoulders, getting him to release his grip. Donald was about to respond when more messages popped up.

It was the kids asking even more questions..

Donald then got an idea, turning to smile at Nightmare," HoW aBoUt I sHoW yOu?"

Nightmare looked confused as Donald sat in his hammock and pulled Nightmare up to sit next to him.

Nightmare allowed it, him now staring curiously at Donald's phone.

Donald typed a quick 'hold on' before scrolling up to the top of the messages. He then handed the phone over to Nightmare," hErE, tHiS wAy yOu cAn rEaD tHeM yOuRsElF."

Nightmare nodded, thanking the destroyer for trusting him with this as he started reading the messages.

After a bit, Nightmare's visible eyesocket seemed to widen even further, his eyelight dissapearing fully.

His expression was pretty disbelieving, as if he couldn't believe his eyes at what he saw.

That made Donald confused. Why was Nightmare seemingly acting weird about the messages....?

After about 30 minutes, Nightmare handed the phone back, staring at Donald in confusion as well as an emotion Donald couldn't quite place...

Nightmare spoke, his voice quiet and shaky," You're... You're.... You...."

Donald started to panic when tears started to pool in Nightmare's eyesocket. Donald spoke quickly,his hand going to Nightmare's face in an effort to calm the younger, " HeY, HeY, wHaT's wRoNg, NiGhTy?"

Nightmare lurched forward, clinging onto Donald as if he would never see him again. Donald yelped, eyesockets wide as the hammock swung and almost caused them both to fall out of it. The destroyer started glitching wildly, him staring at the now sobbing skeleton.

What made Nightmare so upset? Was it the amount of time Donald was gone...? Or...

The glitched skeleton's thoughts paused when Nightmare mumbled," ... I thought I would never find you again...."

Even more confusion filled the ex-adventurer, him staring at the smaller with the same confusion.

They stayed like that for a while, Donald trying to figure out what Nightmare meant....

Until he did. His eyesockets widened to the size of plates, him staring at the younger now. No.... It couldn't be...

Donald stuttered, tears starting to form,"...l-LoUiE....?"

Nightmare just nodded, burying his face in Donald's chest. The ex-sailor slowly wrapped his arms around the smaller, tears mixing with his markings as they slid down his face. Sobs were now leaving Donald , him hugging the smaller close.

Donald found him... Well , more like they found eachother without even realizing it...

They stayed like that for what could've been hours.. And Donald didn't mind. He wouldn't be the one to push away first, not after searching for literal eons for his nephew.

Donald had even turned off his phone and set it in his pocket, vaguely aware that LP and the kids may freak out if he doesn't respond soon.

Eventually Nightmare, now Louie shifted, pulling away and looking up at the older skeleton," Hey, Unca Donald.... How do we go home....? We got to at some point..."

Louie rubbed the back of his neck, something that reminded Donald so much of the greenclad duckling... How'd Donald never notice how similar his nephew and Nightmare were?! They even had the same voice, albeit Nightmare's was slightly deeper and echoey...

Donald hummed, rubbing Louie's skull comfortingly while he thought,"... NoT qUiTe sUrE. I hAd BeEn MoRe FoCuSeD oN fInDiNg YoU..... I'm GlAd I dId..."

Louie smiled shakily, the younger probably still processing things,"... Y-yeah... I'm glad I found you too... "

Donald was so happy getting his nephew back... Now time to find a way home....