Advised/requested by: LemonBery

"Hey Cross~" Nightmare hiccuped.

"Uhh, hi boss..." Cross muttered.

"What cha doin here alone?~" Night slurred.

"We're in the seventh grade, why are you drunk?" Cross asked, confused.

"I'm not drunk! You are, ya cutie! He-hic!" Nightmare fell to the ground, laughing.

"Let's get you to bed." Cross sighed, helping the taller up.

"Nuuuuu! I don't wanna go to schooool!" The drunken child complained.

"Go to sleep." Cross put the drunken onto the bed.

"Luuuuuv you~" he heard.

"Fuck you too." Cross responded, annoyed.

*sorry for the shitpost.*