Nightmare is a Tsundere.

Change my mind.

...Also I headcanon that Nightmare has a fear of apples and the cold/heat after he is uncorrupted.

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He heard the creaks of the floorboards out in the hallway. He snuggled his blanket closer, praying what he thought was going to happen wouldn't.

He heard the door open ever so slowly with light from the outside pouring out.

"Nightmare~"

"No, please..."

"C'mon, Nightmare, it'll be fun~!"

"..."

"..."

"Weeee're GOING TO THE GROCERY STORE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" Killer said as he turned on the light whilst lifting the covers off of Nightmare in one swift movement. Nightmare groaned in protest as Killer grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom to wash up before leaving.

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"Do I really have to wear this ridiculous thing?" Nightmare asked. He was wearing a black mask that had a nice red heart in the corner of it. Killer chuckled. "It fits you, doesn't it?"

"No it doesn't!" Nightmare said.

Killer tugged on his mask to test its tightness. He grabbed a reusable grocery bag from the kitchen floor and checked his phone. "You ready? Killer asked, turning to Nightmare. Nightmare grunted in response. "Good!" Killer rushed outside, leaving Nightmare no choice but to follow.

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"Do you see the pears anywhere?" Killer asked, scanning the fruits on the stand. There were stands for bags of apples, grapes, and bananas, but they couldn't find any pears. Nightmare flinched at the sight of some golden apples laid out in display. "Maybe they ran out," Nightmare said quickly. He shrugged. "Welp. Too bad. Guess we gotta leave"

Killer glared at Nightmare and was about to say something when a store attendant passed by his line of vision. Killer rushed over to them. "Hello! Excuse me, do you know where the pears are?" The attendant smiled and pointed over to a far off stand to the side. Pears.

"Thank you very much, sir!" The attendant gave a thumbs-up and waved goodbye to them. Nightmare didn't seem happy. "Why do we need pears anyway?"

Killer didn't respond, but Nightmare caught a subtle smile. He'd have to note that.

"Here we are!" Killer said, stuffing some pears into his bag. "Alright! Next, we need some flour," Killer said, taking out a clipboard and checking off a box in a list. Nightmare tried to look over Killer's shoulder, but Killer put it away before he could see it.

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After finding some baking soda, milk, and cinnamon, (insert Killer calling Nightmare a 'cinnamon roll' ;)), now they just had to find some unsalted butter. Nightmare asked why it had to be specifically unsalted, but Killer shushed him and pulled him along without an answer.

Nightmare didn't like touching ice-cold things, so he refused to go near the temperature-controlled cases containing the butter. Killer understood his fear of the cold and was used to it by now, but Killer always gave Nightmare a weird look whenever he yanked his fluffy jacket from his shoulders and pulled it tightly around himself, keeping a 6 feet distance from the cold and pressing himself against the cart that they sometimes brought with them. It blocked a little bit of the path for people to pass through, but Nightmare couldn't care less at that point.

After obtaining some butter, they ventured for whipped cream. Nightmare was trying to piece together the items they were getting so far and assumed Killer either had a recipe in mind or just needed to restock on food. Then again, he was being pretty secretive about it, so he might have a surprise for him, but...

Killer plopped the whipped cream into the bag and smiled. "Alright, I think that's everything," he said. "Really? Don't you want to double-check?" Nightmare hinted. Killer shook his head, chuckling. "Nope. That's it." Nightmare frowned, disappointed that his plan had failed.

They walked over to the self-checkouts set down the grocery bag. As Killer scanned the last few items, Nightmare caught a quick glimpse of the check-list Killer had brought. He thought he saw the words "Cale with", but it probably was a mistake. Killer had finished paying and took the bag out of his sight before he could read further.

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After what seemed like a long drive home, Killer set down the bag and told Nightmare that he could go back to his room and sleep, but reminded him that he should go out and do something instead of staying in his room all of the time. Nightmare nodded half-heartedly. He was an introvert at heart and preferred to read inside all day. Today was different, though. Nightmare pretended to go upstairs back to his room and secretly watched as Killer got out all of the items from the bag. He hummed quietly as he started getting out small bowls and spatulas and other kitchen appliances. He shrugged off his fluffy coat and got to work preheating the oven. He took the butter and flour and set it in front of him. Nightmare watched intently and Killer walked over to their pantry and take out...

...A chocolate bar...? Killer unwrapped the bar and took a bite out of it and, to Nightmare's surprise, turned right around and faced Nightmare, offering the chocolate bar. "You want some?" Killer said with a smirk on his face and in his voice.

Nightmare froze up. "Wha-? You-? How...?" Killer chuckled. "You can go to your room, now. Go on~!" Killer shooed Nightmare to his room, Nightmare pouting the whole way. Defeated, Nightmare sat down on his comfy, plush chair, and pulled out "Humans Are Underrated" by Geoff Colvin. He sighed, opened the book, and dipped into the world of reading.

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"NIGHTMARE!"

Nightmare flinched and quickly snapped his book shut. Was that Killer? He didn't sound so calm...

Nightmare came out of his room to be greeted by pitch-black darkness. What is happening? What's going on? Nightmare, thinking fast, ran his hand along the wall, trying to find a light switch. Darn! Nothing. Where's that light switch?!

Nightmare cursed to himself under his breath and gave up. He succeeded in finding the stairs and started running down them. "Killer?!" he called. He got no answer, which only made his heart beat faster. "Killer, where are you?!" Nightmare looked around frantically when he reached the cold floor of the kitchen. His eye caught a bright orange light standing out from the darkness. A candle. "What the hell is-"

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"S U P R I S E !"

The lights were immediately turned back on by Killer as he hugged Nightmare from behind, jolting the poor bean and, from impulse, slapping Killer to the ground. He could see stars--, no, a full galaxy spinning around him.

Killer had to give it to him, he's got some good arm strength.

Killer stared at Nightmare, who was standing there covering his mouth with his hands in surprise as he stared his "attacker."

Killer was in a bit of a daze when he felt something tug him up from the ground and some frantic voice calling out to him, so he couldn't respond to whatever was talking to him. When he regained his ability to be able to function and communicate properly, he saw the one and only Nightmare fussing over him. "Hey, are you okay?! Killer?!" Once he was sure he was alright, Nightmare hugged him and started mumbling apologies over and over. Killer blinked and, deciding to not ask, hugged him back.

"Why'd you do that, you stupid idiot?!" Nightmare shrieked. Killer grinned. "C'mon, I need to show you something!" Before Nightmare could protest, Killer grabbed his wrist and pulled him along to the counter, where his semi-anticlimactic surprise was waiting for him...
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When Killer removeed his hand from Nightmare's eyes, he gasped in delight.

Pears.

A delicious-looking, double layered, green icing pear cake stood before him on the counter.

One of Nightmare's favorite desserts.

"You went to that darn grocery store to make me this?" Nightmare asked, still marveling at the cake.

"I wanted to surprise you with it. Though I'm not sure how you didn't realize, watching me buy all of the ingredients. I planned to get an unnecessary one just to throw you off, but apparently I didn't need to." Killer grinned at Nightmare gave him a look of self-stupidity. He should have know when he saw the pears. He got excited to see them, but didn't think much else of it because of his curiosity of why he needed these groceries. They never really made desserts often. Speaking of making desserts, the cake looked amazing for a first-time baker.

"How'd you make it look so nice?" Nightmare asked, getting a closer look at the cake. Killer chuckled. "I guess I just have a knack for baking. I was impressed at how it turned out, too. But, Nighty..." Killer pecked his partner softly on the cheek. As Nightmare blushed, Killer continued. "I did this so you feel more hopeful about quarantine. And before you say it, I know you're handling it fine," Killer added at the movement of Nightmare opening his mouth, "Don't think I didn't noticed you longingly looking out the window. You miss Dream, don't you?" Nightmare was about to speak, but the words died on his throat. Killer rubbed his cheek with his thumb. "He misses you, too, you know. He was always messaging me about the time."

Nightmare looked up at him. "Time? What do you mean by-?"

The doorbell rang merrily. Killer rushed to get it, Nightmare following. As Killer opened the door, Nightmare's very brother Dream was on the other side, smile and all. Dream immediately gave his brother a tight hug, squealing loudly.
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The rest of the night was came and went. Dream hung out with them for about and hour and a half before he had to leave. They had all eaten the delicious cake, (Killer had mentioned that he had some help with Asgore [in case you might be confused, this is Swap!Asgore because the Swap peeps are the only ones who I want to exist so it doesn't get confusing with everyone and stuff, not including Horror!Papyrus and Dust!Papyrus]), and laughed together about stupid memories and crazy conversations. When it was Dream's time to leave, Nightmare felt a bit more lighthearted about everything. He happily waved goodbye to Dream as he walked away.
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1743.
AKANALNSIAND

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I honestly worked too long on this, I've worked on and off with this and took VERY BIG BREAKS IN-BETWEEN. AND THIS ONLY HAS 1743 WORDS.
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Now before I say anything else, LOL I DIDN'T EVEN FINISH IT BY THE END OF LAST MONTH.

I hope y'all are taking quarantine seriously but are also not being too upset about it. Apparently, I'm fine and chill, but I know others aren't. I just hope the best for them and y'all reading this. ^^

I know this isn't a very good Author's Note, but apparently, I don't give a fricc right now, sorry. Maybe I'll fix it later.

Also I've gotten really into Michaela Laws' Epic Rap Battle of Akademi series which is a minor reason why I took such a long break and I suddenly love rap battles again, made my own part in a rap battle. uwu

Fite me.

~Jizz