Chaos had no idea of how long she sent in that dark void, time had no meaning here.

Eventually, she went insane, ranting and screaming at everyone and everything in an effort to fill the void with something, anything.

And she went in a full circle, and eventually, she found her way back to sanity, sobbing and crying for the things that she said while she was insane, for the ones that she didn't mean to yell at or say mean things about.

She just wanted it to end.

She heard things, sometimes, mainly Dream talking to her, lying, with honeyed words in an effort to make her switch to his side or she felt something, mostly harsh tugs to her hair as if someone was trying to tame it, to make it take on a shape that it didn't fit into.

Her clothing changed too, it was mostly white dresses, with Dream's signature orange yellow mixed into it. She hated it. She preferred her usual bright, sunshine yellow and her black, not this stupid combination that would always clash with her preferences and make her feel sick.

She never did listen to Dream's words.

She may be a Puppet Queen, a Lifeless Doll, dancing to Dream's song but as long as she could think and speak for herself, she would never help him.

Never.

But what hurt the most was that she was so lonely, drifting in that dark void without anyone to talk to.

Well, until that Baby Oreo came.

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She had no idea on what just happened, one minute she was floating in that dark void but in the next minute, she found herself standing on a hill, at sunrise.

The wind that was blowing felt like it came from her memories, it was real but at the same time, it was a shadow of what it could be.

Chaos found herself brushing pieces of her hair out of her eyes, as the wind blew. She turned around to see the Tree of Feelings, restored to it's former glory, with no signs of the apples.

Seeing that Tree again, brought it all back, the last time that she saw Nightmare, to what Dream had done to her, what the Tree had done because it had to bear those fruits. She screamed and she rushed forwards, intending to take her anger out on the Tree, until she spotted a furry bundle in it's roots.

She stopped in her tracks, bending down to pick up the bundle, unwrapping it to reveal a small Skeleton baby who babbled and reached out for her.

It was such a gleeful little thing, immediately shoving some of her hair into it's mouth right after it grabbed some of it.

Chaos froze when she felt the tugging on her hair, it was not the harsh tug that she occasionally felt, it was more like the gentle touch that she stopped receiving soon after her sleep.

The baby cooed, enjoying it's snack and Chaos couldn't stop the smile that was growing on her face. "Hi, little one." She carefully placed one of her fingers in that tiny hand and it curled it's hand around it, causing Chaos to nearly jump out of her skin.

The baby continued to babble, reaching out with it's other hand and patting her on the cheek. Chaos was really starting to panic now. It was so warm and kind, everything that she had missed, because Dream had turned her into a Puppet, locking her inside her head.

She missed Nighty, she missed her home, she wanted to go home...

"I want to go home." She whispered to the baby. "I want to see Nighty again. I want to see the stars, the sun and the moon again!" She cried, before she started to shout, with her tears steaming down her face. "I want to be me again, not his stupid Puppet Queen! I will never be what he wants me to be! Do you hear me Dream?! I am not your Puppet Queen, I'm the Stars! I shine with my own light, in the day or in the night! I choose who I want to be! And no-one can take that away from me!

I reject the Fate that you have chosen for me Dream! I choose my own Destiny, I decide my Fate, not you! So, come on then, try and take it from me Dream! Because I will fight you every single step of the way, until I am free! I am not the Moon! I am not the Sun! I am the Stars! I am who I want to be!"

Chaos closed her eyes as the wind started to pick up, shielding the baby in her arms as the wind began to curl around her and pull her away from the tree.

But she refused.

She took a step back towards the Tree, fighting against the wind, she refused to let it win. She reached out and she placed her hand on the Tree, feeling the bark underneath her hand as the wind died away.

She opened up her eyes to see that the sky had changed, it was now dark and full of stars, with several of them falling. The baby in her arms cooed at the stars, it's own eyelights turning into stars for a few minutes as both of them watched the sky and it's stars.

Chaos laughed, before she started to cry again. She felt safe, this was where she was meant to be, Dream couldn't hurt her here.

She looked at the baby again and her eyes briefly flashed the colour of the stars above them, before she winced and a Green Heart, with a Purple Outline appeared before her. She watched as a White Star bloomed in the middle of it, shining brightly as the chains around her Soul was burned away, all of them, expect for one of them.

This one clung tightly to her Soul but that didn't matter to her, because she knew that it would break one day.

"When you are ready, you will be the one to bring me home." She whispered, kissing the baby gently on it's right cheek, right where a scar would one day be. "Cross, and thank you, for giving me a reason to believe in hope again."

She watched as Cross yawned, before he fell asleep, cuddling into his fuzzy blankets. He slowly started to fade away, a sign that he was waking up.

She knew that it would take some time before she could be awaken and freed from her prison but she didn't care about that anymore. She finally had hope again, after a long time of despair, drifting through the years, just waiting for something to happen.

She knew that she would go home one day, back to Nighty and wherever he lived, to be free and feel the real wind on her skin once again.

She watched as Cross left, to wake up in his crib and to possibly babble to whoever took care of him, about his little adventure.

She looked back at the Tree, smiling when she saw the familiar patches of bark that had been worn away by Nightmare climbing the Tree. She ran over there, using the old tricks that Nighty had taught her so long ago as she climbed the Tree, heading for their favourite branch, where they could see everything.

She settled down on that branch, looking at the stars above her, smiling, because she knew that one day, she would be free from her curse.

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Baby Cross: I am eating this hair, it is yummy!

Chaos: Cross, no! Bad Cross! We do not eat hair!