Nightmare was sick. He hated being sick. He felt like he was freezing to death! Unfortunately, Dream had taken all the blankets, saying that his temperature was to high. He scowled as his tentacles lashed out behind him. Nightmare froze, and looked at his tentacles, a contemplative look on his face. He wrapped himself up in the tentacles, sighing in delight as he finally started to feel warm. And best of all, Dream couldn't take this away!