Error stood in front of him, hand in hand with the goopy being as they stared out into the sunset.

"I-i l-love y-y-you N-n-n-n-night." He glitched out a bit hesitantly, turning and looking at the other.

".. I love you too, Error." He smiled, leaning into the other before the scene changed, fading to black before his eye.

Now Error stood in front of him, staring down in disgust at the pathetic form he now bare. "You're weak," he growled, turning his back. "A pathetic being. I can't believe I ever loved you." He began to walk away, his voice unnaturally like his corrupted counterpart as he did.

"No-! Please! I promise I can change back! Error! Come back, I promise I can do it!" He choked up, tears running down his milk-colored cheeks. Then it all disappeared again and was replaced instead by his quick sit-up and cold sweat.

"Fuck... not another.." he pulled his knees up, covering his eyes. It had been a dream. A horrible, horrible dream.

"Another what, boss?" Another voice inquired, sounding concerned.

He flinched. Stopping everything as he moved his hands from his face and stared at the skeleton before him, sitting on the end of his bed. "Killer. What the hell are you doing in my chambers?"

"I found you in the bathroom. You were passed out, I wanted to make sure you were ok so I stayed...Coffee?" He held out the Octopus's mug, a nervous grin on his face as he watched him.

"..." The larger skeleton stared at the drink for just a moment before hesitantly taking it in his grasp. "What did you see... and.. you cleaned me up..?" He mumbled, a bit shocked.

"I-.. yeah, I did. I couldn't leave you covered in blood.."

"... Your help was appreciated. And.." he inhaled softly, turning away as he debated with himself for just a moment. "I.. had a dream. That's all. I'm fine now, you don't have to stay longer."

Killer nodded, not daring to disobey any longer than he had by being in the chambers themselves. "I'm glad your alright boss.. and Error's coming over in a few hours, thought you should know."

His shoulders scrunched, trying to control the blush making its way onto his cheeks. "Ok. You're dismissed, go on."

With that Killer left, shutting the door behind him and leaving Nightmare to relax, putting his hands together and squeezing tight. "Fuck.. I hope inks not going to be here too... I have a bad feeling for some reason.."