3rd person pov :)

He had to swoop in quickly, or else things would've gone horribly wrong. There were three bad outcomes:

Error exploded, killing him instantly.

He disappeared too late, and they'd see his identity.

He came too early, and Ink had become very powerful, so there's no doubt about it he'd have lightning-fast reflexes. Plus, they were in Sci's lan with Sci, so all they'd have to do is suck him into a jar and keep him there.

Then he questioned something.

'Why am I even working with that goopy brat again...? Oh yeah, for more hatred to feed off of. Right. Anyhow, better get this maniacal glitch to Nightmare... I don't see why he wants him, but oh well.
...Maybe he has a glitch fetish...? I don't know.'

The smoky Sans phased into the hallway outside the throne room of Nightmare's mansion.

He knocked at the door, and Nightmare for once opened the door instead of saying "You may enter."

"Where is he?"

Nightmare asked, staring him down. I pulled Error out of my smoky body, and Nightmare took him from the smoky skeleton, holding Error in his arms.

Nightmare began to walk to his throne, staring down at the glitch with a creepy smile.

'...not even a thank you?'

"You are dismissed, Hate."

Hate grumbled quietly, exiting the throne room. Nightmare sat atop his throne, Error in his lap.

"Ahahahah... I didn't realize how much I needed you until you were gone...~"

Nightmare sat there for a moment longer, then called Cross and Killer into the room. They knew Nightmare was scary when kept waiting, so they ran as fast as they could to the throne room. If they were allowed to teleport they would of, but Nightmare made a rule: "No teleporting inside the mansion" because they needed to save their magic reserves in case of an emergency.

They both skidded to a stop at the door, and knocked in perfect sync.

"You may enter."

Nightmare said coolly. The two exchanged glances, and pushed the doors open. They entered, looking at Error who was out cold, laying on Nightmare's lap. Nightmare supported Error's head with one arm, and his legs with a tentacle. His other arm was busy caressing Error's face.

Cross and Killer were slightly weirded out, but tried not to show it.

"I want you two to go prepare the guest room, and attach the shackles to the wall."

Killer and Cross saluted, and quickly exited the room.

"You're finally mine...~ Why didn't I do this before?"

The goop man pondered, finding himself entranced in Error's facial features once again. He had been denying his feelings for him for so long, it felt good to let it out.

Soon, Cross and Killer returned.

"We prepared the room."

Killer answered, and Nightmare chuckled deeply.

"Good... you may leave now."

The two did as they were told, and Nightmare stood up, carrying Error in his tentacles. He seemed to glide as he made his way to the guest room. He opened the door, his grin growing even more at the sight of the room.

The queen sized bed that was neatly made, with a chest nut coloured nightstand next to it, which had a fancy lamp on top. The bed was at the furthest wall of the room, across from the entrance door.

On the left wall, there was a fancy dresser that matched the nightstand, and a straw-woven laundry basket right next to it, which had handles on the sides. There was a painting of a kitten playing with a ball of yarn- the only thing was, the kitten looked just like Error; it was small, black, and had mismatched eyes, fingers and toes. On the kitten's cheeks were Error's classic tear marks.
Where did Nightmare get this painting, you ask? Well, he stole it from Ink two decades ago, of course. Silly little readers, wondering about kitten paintings. Okay okay, I do it too.

On the right wall, the most noticeable thing was the red button on the wall. If Error was having an episode of any sorts, or needed Nightmare for something urgent, it would alert him. Beneath that button and slightly to the left, was a mirror. However, it had very strong glass, so it wouldn't shatter. Even so, if anyone tried to bang their head against it, it would alert Nightmare.

How so?

Well, behind that mirror is a sensor. The sensor detects motion coming from contact on the mirror only. The sensor is connected to a nimble copper wire, which is connected to the red button. The vibrations travel through the wire, until they abruptly stop inside the button's notification box, mimicking the motion of someone hitting the button.

How is Nightmare alerted?

The button's notification box has a little chip, which is connected to Nightmare's phone. It'll send Nightmare a notification, which makes a ringing noise on Nightmare's phone.

A little icon will pop up on the screen, telling him that the button has been pressed. So, Nightmare will stop what he's doing and check up on Error.

Nightmare would just send up one of his slaves to go see Error but, it's not a good idea.

First, Error could possibly injure one of them, and Nightmare can't have any of that in case they are under attack. Nightmare's already missing two of his men.

Second, Killer and Cross may be the most serious members, but even they like to mess around. They'd probably try and mess with Error instead of doing anything to assist him.

And third...
Even Nightmare knows that his pet is his responsibility :)

Anyway, the room was quite empty, and all the sharp edges on everything had been slightly filed down. And by slightly, every edge was soft and dull. It took a lot of filing.

Uh oh, flashback time-

3rd person pov: Flashback

Nightmare was in his throne room, as per usual. His big ego needed him to feel like a king at all times and at all costs. That is, until he felt a big, thick waft of negativity coming from Error.

Nightmare stood up, tentacles waving mesmerizingly, and he teleported to the guest room Error resided in currently.

Funny, that's the exact room Error's in now... =)

Nightmare could hear banging, and the shuffling of something. He swiftly swung the door open, and the sight that greeted his eyelight was Error slouched over, grinding his face against the sharp edge of the dresser, which now had a few drops of slick, blue blood dripping down it.

'Okay the negativity was fine, but this isn't. Why the fuck are you so insane, Error?'

Nightmare thought as he seized Error in his tendrils. Error screeched, his glitches going mad. Error struggled feverishly, and Nightmare only sighed. Then, Nightmare did what he usually did to get his daily bit of negativity from Error.

"Look at me, you little shit."

Nightmare spat aggressively, causing Error to squirm all the more. Nightmare raised Error higher into the air, Error kicking his legs only for those to be restrained by the gooey appendages as well.

"You're so pathetic! You think banging your head is going to solve your problems, you fucking idiot?!"

Error was now thrashing around, his glitches almost covering him.

"Stop struggling, there's no point."

Nightmare growled at Error, who didn't seem to be in the right state of mind.

Error wouldn't calm down, as expected. I mean, with someone yelling, swearing and insulting you, would you calm down?

Nightmare sighed again, a softer look on his face.

"I know it hurts... if you calm down, I can heal you and get rid of the pain. You want to feel better, right?"

Nightmare soothed, and Error surprisingly took notice of the change in Nightmare's voice. However, Error was still struggling.

Nightmare knew if he let go of Error here, he would just try and hurt himself again. So, he carried the unstable glitch out of the room, and into his bedroom.

Locking the door, Nightmare placed Error on the bed, and released a tentacle from Error's legs to grab the first aid kit under the bed. Nightmare kept Error wrapped in the tentacles, because his room had quite a few sharp edges in there too.

Nightmare grabbed Error's face with one hand, and Error gave a quiet hiss.

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Nightmare applied healing gel to Error's face, and Error wasn't happy. So, even after healing Error's face, Nightmare kept Error restrained, until Error eventually calmed down. Can't stay angry forever.

End of flashback

Nightmare gently placed Error on the bed, and tucked him in. Nightmare sighed happily, pulling up a chair and observing Error. Nightmare looked over Error, the way his chest rose and fell. Nightmare leaned over, once again stroking Error's face with desperation almost.

"I'm so close to taking over the multiverse... you're going to be a hard one to control, Error...~"

What does Nightmare mean by "control"?

You'll find out :)

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