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The power of NYEHs seemed to have won over the Bad Sanses, but would it work on the Star Sanses?
Oh it would definitely work on the Star Sanses just not for the same reason. They’d just think she’s cute.
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Now this is not canon, the Stars meet Bean much later, but I made some interactions with baby Bean.
Dream, honestly the most responsible, would do little movement workouts to keep Bean healthy and strong as she grows. Dream is the only Star Sans that understands that Bean needs small workouts like stretching her arms and legs. He would be the best influence to Bean as she grows.
Blue/Swap would take Bean everywhere. Ink would eventually give him a carrier to free up Blue’s hands which only encouraged him more. He cooks with her, he exercises with her, he lectures her on the importance of staying fit, and goes on runs with her. From the safety of her harness, Bean thinks it’s the best thing in the world. Blue would be the strongest influence.
Ink is a bad influence and so is Bean. They copy each other constantly. Of course, Ink tries to teach her to draw, and she does scribble for a little while before sticking a crayon up her nose and then Ink tries to eat a crayon and they both get in trouble. Ink is, by far, the worst influence.
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“Uuggghhhhhh!” You groaned, lying dramatically across a boulder. It had been so long since you’d read something and it’s not like you could just find a book. You lived in water now. You know, the one thing paper can’t touch. And reading online was out of the question too. Water and electricity mixed just as well as water and paper. Beaching yourself to ask someone on land wouldn’t end well unless you were insanely lucky and you were starting to like those odds.
“…What is it, y/n?” Nightmare interrupted your thoughts.
“Nothing…”
If Nightmare had glasses, he would have looked over them at you. “If it was nothing, you wouldn’t be acting dramatic about it. Either tell me or go groan at Killer.”
“…”
“. . .”
“Mmmm-Do you know what books are?” You propped yourself up on the rock you had draped yourself over.
Nightmare looked down at you, amused. “You miss your old hobbies.”
Stars that was fast. “Yeah. You know what books are?”
He smiled. “Little one, I was alive when they invented the printing press. Yes, I know what books are. I’m disappointed they haven’t made one that can exist in the sea.”
“Right? It’s stupid and frustrating!” You huffed, flopping across the rock again.
Chuckling echoed through the water. “Grow to be as old as me, and you won’t need new stories. I know more tales than you could have possibly heard in your lifetime.”
You perked up and looked at him. At your sudden positivity, Nightmare gave you a side eye. “…Can you tell me one? Please?
He laughed. “I guess I could since you were so polite. Hm… Did you know that the oceans weren’t quite so big originally?”
Intrigued with a dumb smile on your face, you shook your head.
“Well, as I said, the oceans used to be much smaller. For every drop of water there was an inch of land and all the land was connected. A land dweller could traverse the entire world on foot if they so pleased. Among those on the land were the gods and goddesses, only four of which I will speak of in this story for time’s sake.
“The goddess of life and the god of creation brought flora and fauna to the land and sea, bringing beauty and grace to an otherwise barren canvas. Their work echoed down for thousands of generations into the life you see today.
“However, the god of death brought rot and violence for all things must come to an end with time. He left much space for Life and Creation to work with before a person died of old age as he became complacent in his job and would rather rest than work.
“The last goddess, the goddess of emotions, took the emotions of creatures and beings and gave them empathy, letting them understand each other better. A man would grieve and another’s empathy would encourage them to comfort him.
“Because of the gods’ efforts, the world entered a state of peace and balance. Many lived on the land and in the water and trade existed between the two. Some of the gods also decided to change form to live in the water.
“But human and monster kind misunderstood the goddess of emotions’ responsibility. They believed she was the reason they felt pain and anger so they attacked her.
“Nym, the goddess of emotions, was gravely injured and, with help from Life, was turned into a tree by the water that you may know now as the Tree of Life. Before she perished, Nym split her power in twain, placing them in the form of two brothers of the sea. The guardian of positivity and the guardian of negativity.”
You gasped. “This is about you??”
Nightmare gave you a patient smile. “It is but a story, little one. As I was saying;
“The goddess of emotions managed to live in the form of the tree. Life looked after the Tree and it bore fruit of two kinds, dark and light, respective to Nym’s children, that had powerful capabilities when consumed. Life set the children in charge of each type of fruit, claiming that they were in charge of protecting the fruit and the Tree together.
“But the men and monsters discovered the Tree that Life guarded and argued amongst themselves. ‘Surely, if Life herself guarded the Tree, it must have the key to immortality!’ They said. ‘But let us not make Life angry, lest she forget us and leave us in the hands of Death.’ So they approached as friends. Life was fooled by their friendly faces and introduced them to the children of the Tree. Upon meeting, the men and monsters tried to befriend the guardian of positivity, all the while the guardian of negativity avoided them. He did not feel safe near them.
“One day, the guardian of negativity was beached under the Tree and Life and the other guardian weren’t nearby. The men and monsters of the land, seeing only one guard by the Tree, attacked the child and cut down the Tree, taking its fruit. Half dead, the guardian of negativity ate one of the fruit and it gave him power. But the power came at a cost.
“The guardian went into a frenzy and grew into a leviathan that dripped with hate. He tore apart the land dwellers and ate as much fruit as he could find before attacking the Tree that gave him life and vanishing into the deep. When his brother arrived he found his mother destroyed and Life weeping over the stump. He somehow found one last apple and, in an effort of revenge, ate the apple and pursued the guardian of negativity.
“The goddess of life cried over the loss of her friend for so long that the skies opened and it rained across the entire world. A great flood of tears drowned the world in water and salt, making the oceans toxic when consumed. The sudden growth in tide tore apart and destroyed the land, devastating entire kingdoms.
“The guardian of positivity was still chasing his rampaging brother, getting closer as time went on. The fruit had made him a leviathan as well, granting him powers he had not yet used. When he finally caught his brother, he was met with a monster the likes of which none had seen before. A snarling beast that destroyed everything in its path.
“When he called to his brother in challenge, the beast turned on him, ready to destroy. The fiercer of the two guardians easily overpowered his brother, forcing the guardian of positivity back against the shore where, when he was struck, he was turned into a statue of stone for five hundred years.
“Enraged and slightly wounded from the fight, the corrupted guardian retreated into the depths of a great crevasse where he finally came to his senses and realized what he’d done. Grieving the loss of his family, the guardian didn’t leave the crevasse for six hundred years when a stupid shark siren ignored the territory markings and entered the leviathan’s domain. However, despite his stupidity, the siren was rewarded for his bravery with a guardian by his side. The leviathan ventured out into the world for the first time since his frenzy to gaze upon a vastly different ocean.
“He quickly discovered that his brother was alive and had escaped his stone prison as that very brother attacked him on sight. Another battle was raised by the twins that flattened and sank part of the land.
“But the corrupt guardian lacked his rage from his last fight and had another problem to look after. The stupid shark siren was attacking his leviathan brother!”
You giggled.
“Cease your laughter. The idiot could very well have died.” Nightmare gently scolded. “The guardian learned that day that someone else’s life is more important than an old grudge. The guardian, for the first time in his life, turned tail and fled, the shark siren in tow.
“The grudge between to two brothers still hasn’t ended, but they each found their own new family to care for.”
“…”
Nightmare turned back to whatever he had in his hands.
You shot upright. “That’s it??”
He raised a brow at your outburst. “Were you expecting some sappy ending full of forgiveness and reconciliation?”
“Have you talked to your brother?? Maybe he misunderstood what happened! You couldn’t have just stopped talking to him because of a fight!”
“Do land dwellers not cut ties over complications such as these?”
You paused. “…They do. You’re right. But you should still talk to him!”
“What is there to speak of? He attacked me after the Tree fell.”
“Sounds like you attacked each other.” You pointed out.
Nightmare looked down at you. “If you wish to pick apart my tale, I will not share another with you. Now go. The boys are waiting on you.” He shooed you away.
You huffed but obeyed, swimming away in the direction you could hear Killer chattering someone’s ear off.
Nightmare had a brother. And a mom and adoptive mom by the sounds of it. Though you didn’t know what happened to Life besides that she cried the oceans into existence. You hoped she was okay. If Nightmare was still alive, maybe she was too.
And Killer met Nightmare first, apparently. Crazy shark tried to get himself killed twice. Once by Nightmare and once by… if his name was Dream, you were gonna punch the god of puns or something. Positive and negative. Oh my stars. If his name was anything but Dream you’d be shocked. Everyone had a weird name down here.
Behind your tail, Nightmare smirked as he sewed the last few words of his tale into a sheet of kelp, careful to get the spelling correct.
“New family to care for.”
Plankton
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“Hunting lessons!” Killer added the dramatic flare of jazz hands.
You stared at him. “Hunting lessons?”
“Obviously.” He grinned and gestured at you. “You’re so skinny, you look like a pipefish.” “Hey-!” “So! I’m gonna teach you! We’ll start with the easy stuff since you’re inexperienced. Plankton are easy enough. Here.”
Killer spent the next hour teaching you how to catch plankton and other easy larger fish. After you started to get the hang of it, Killer proposed an idea.
“How about this, y/n? I’m gonna go that way, you go the other way, we’ll catch as much as we can and meet back up here. Just each of us hunting alone. Whoever catches the most fish wins!”
You eyed him suspiciously. “And what does the winner get?”
Killer’s grin widened. “A favor~. Whoever wins gets to ask a favor of the other. No questions asked.”
It was a trap. You knew it was a trap. But you really didn’t want to back down from a challenge. Besides, you were faster than Killer. Maybe that could give you just enough of an advantage to make it fair.
You shrugged. “Why not? Go on three?”
“Go!” Killer shot away from you.
“Hey!” You quickly turned the other way and sped to catch as many fish as you could. Cheater. You should have known he’d pull something like that. He was always trying your patience with stuff like that. Scratch that, he was trying everyone’s patience.
He was right about plankton being easier to catch, though you didn’t think the tiny organisms would count so you just ate them.
You’d barely caught your first fish when you felt something shift in the water behind you. Was Killer back already or did he just want to mess with you? Make you lose focus.
“If you want to win, you should go back to hunting.” You commented over your shoulder.
There was a pause.
“I’m sorry. I don’t believe that was meant for me.” Sung a new voice.
You spun sharply around. Your eyes landed on the most beautiful siren you’d ever seen.(don’t tell the boys) A golden crown on his head shimmered with a light that was rivaled by his friendly smile. His lower half hovered gently with two translucent fins as his tail curled gently under him, not quite touching the floor.
A seahorse siren.
“I don’t believe we have met.” He politely crossed his hands in front of him and tipped his head. He was surprisingly almost twice your length. “I am Dream. It is a pleasure to meet you.”
“Oh! Uh, I’m y/n. It’s nice to meet you too, Dream.” You tipped your head as well. “What, uh, what are you doing here?”
“I am on a mission to find my brother. He… He is in a bit of trouble and I wish to get him out. But first I must find him.” Dream glanced around, concern written on his face.
Another seahorse siren? You hadn’t seen anyone that looked like Dream. You gave him a sad smile. “I’m sorry, I haven’t seen anyone.”
Dream nodded and gave you a sad smile back. “I should hope not.”
…
That wasn’t freaky at all.
“Ooookay?” You drifted carefully away, looking around for Killer. Where was that obnoxious skeleton when you needed him?
“Oh, I’m sorry, y/n!” Dream gasped, his eyes wide. “I did not mean to startle you! He is just very dangerous and I don’t want anyone to get hurt. Are you a new siren?”
You hesitated but answered honestly. “…Yes. Why?”
“When you get as old as me, it’s easy to see when someone is unsteady on their fins. Are you in good company?” His tone grew concerned as he became serious. Like he was hinting at something dark.
“I’d say so. I was welcomed into the pod after they helped me convert so I’m not alone.”
Dream sighed with relief. “So it was conversion by consent. Good. That’s good. How are you adapting?”
That was a lot of questions that felt very close to personal information. You grew defensive. “Why do you need to know?” You accused.
“I just want to make sure you are doing well. It is very difficult for others to adapt to the water. If you are uncomfortable, I’d like to fix that.” He gave you a patient smile. Dream was offering you a different home.
“Well, thank you, sir. But my pod has been very nice to me. I will be staying with them.” You turned back towards your food. Right. There was a race going on and you were getting distracted.
“Wonderful.” Dream’s smile was in his voice. “Would you like any help hunting?”
Oh.
Oh, that was a great idea.
You gave the beautiful siren a smile. “Sure! I’m already behind and could use the help.”
The two of you collected enough fish for two Horrors, chatting all the while. You spoke of your life before the sea. He spoke of his interactions with people on the land. Jokes were traded as were laughs.
Dream followed you back to the place Killer said to meet.
“It was wonderful getting to know you, y/n.” Dream smiled happily, placing the fish in a pile with yours.
“You too. Thank you for helping me hunt. I’m don’t think I could have caught this many without you.” You admitted.
He laughed. “It was no problem. I’ve helped a siren before. He also was new to the sea but he wasn’t converted like you. He accidentally escaped captivity and was lost when me and Ink found him. We had to raise him like a guppy. I think you would have liked to meet him. His name was Cross.”
“Oh! You know Cro-?”
“DREAM!!!”
Dream’s expression went from fond to furious in a second as he spun towards the voice, magic pooling into his hands. Killer tackled him before the magic could form.
“You crazy! Suicidal! Shark!” Dream snapped, fighting Killer’s teeth away from his face. Dream was shockingly stronger than Killer but Killer was fast.
“Killer! Stop!” You yelled at the chaos. “It’s fine! He’s a friend!”
Killer growled and shoved Dream away. “That is no friend, y/n! Don’t trust him!”
With the added space, Dream’s magic formed into a bow with a glowing harpoon aimed at Killer. Dream growled back at the shark. “Don’t. Move. Killer.” Killer glared at the bow, his soul twitching in front of his chest. If you hadn’t spent so much time with him, you wouldn’t have realized that Killer was scared. Dream’s eyes shot to you. “Y/n. Get out of here and find your pod. I will take care of this feral siren.” Killer snarled.
You snapped. “You leave him alone, Dream! What is wrong with you two??”
Dream looked shocked so Killer answered. “Y/n. Dream attacked Boss first. We’ve fought before. He only ever hunts Nightmare through the oceans.”
“I did not attack first!” Dream said, snapping out of his confusion. “Your ‘Boss’ murdered thousands of people!”
“And you haven’t?” Killer parried.
“Of course I haven’t!!!!!” The seahorse looked and sounded insulted.
“Dream? What are you doing all the way out…? Oh.”
Everyone looked to see a third skeleton siren. This siren was colorful with a purple question mark for one eyelight and a blue octagon in the other. He glanced between the two aggressive sirens when his eyes caught on you. He blinked and suddenly his eyelights switched to a blue star and a yellow exclamation mark.
“Oh! Hello! You’re new!” The new siren chirped. He came closer to you and you saw that his lower half was a dull grey squid. A very big, striped squid.
“Ink! Get them out of here!” Dream commanded.
All hell broke loose.
Killer attacked Dream, Dream’s harpoon hit Killer’s shoulder, and a grey tentacle wrapped around your waist. You yelped as Ink sped away with you in tow.
“Killer!!!” You called out.
Killer looked up from his frenzy, white eyelights visible in terrified concern. “Y/n!!!”
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“Y/n?”
You tensed at Dream’s voice. You didn’t want to see him. You didn’t want to talk to him.
“I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m sorry.” You felt him shift closer to your hideout. “I can tell you’re in there. I won’t force you to come out, but I’d like to talk.”
“…”
“…You said you work for Nightmare?”
“I never said that.”
“…No. I guess you didn’t. But you live with him willingly?”
“……Yes. What’s it to you? Are you gonna attack me like Ink did?” You growled, bristling in your little cave. You glared at the entrance but, due to the bit of twisting the opening did, you couldn’t see out of the cave.
“Oh my stars- No. I will not attack you. No one should be attacking you this early into your new life. And I will have a discussion with Ink when I see him.” Dream sounded disappointed and angry. “He may be naive, but that is no excuse for his continued behavior. He will not go unreprimanded. I will make sure of it.”
Yep. They were brothers.
“You sound like Nightmare.”
Dream didn’t immediately respond. “…I’m not certain if that is a good thing or not.”
“Do you hate him?”
“My brother? No. No, I don’t. Our relationship is… complicated.”
“Complicated like attacking him after your mom died?” You accused, immediately regretting your choice of words. You could have been nicer about that. He had been very nice to you so far.
“……He… He told you about mom?” Dream sounded sad and surprised. When you didn’t immediately respond, he sighed. “I did not mean to attack him. He was scared. I was scared. There was blood and dust on mom’s stump. I just wanted answers. I hindsight, I should not have approached him in his violent state. Frenzies are easier to wait out than to calm. But I was not calm either. I got myself sucked into a fight with him and I haven’t been able to talk to him since. I promise you, I mean my brother no harm. I only wish to talk.”
That… sounded legit. “And Ink? What does Ink want?”
“Ink wants to feel.” Dream replied without hesitation. “He has no soul and believes saving people might help him develop feelings like most beings have. However, he follows me without question. If I tell him not to attack Nightmare, he will immediately stop. I’m sure of it.”
“You’re talking about me~!” Ink’s voice startled you and you backed further away from the opening of the cave. “Who you talkin’ to, Dream?”
“Ink.” Dream’s voice was threatening. “Do you remember that human siren I had you take to safety?”
“Oh! The pretty dolphin one?” The squid sang.
“…Yes. Did you attack them?”
There was a pause.
“Maybe? I don’t remember. I do remember them running though. Oh! They said that Nightmare was their Boss so I did attack them, yeah.”
Dream sighed. “Ink, you can’t just attack someone that works for or with Nightmare. Y/n wasn’t going to attack you.”
“Tell that to my arm.”
“What?”
There was a pause in sound as the water shifted slightly, most likely Ink showing Dream the multiple bite marks.
“…Y/n, why did you bite him?” He said seriously.
You growled. “He wasn’t letting me go! I don’t appreciate being kidnapped!”
“Woah! They’re here?” Ink wondered. Undoubtedly looking around trying to find you.
Dream groaned. “Ink, leave y/n alone. Don’t attack them. Don’t touch them. Y/n, would you please come out. We can take you back to Nightmare if you really want to go back.”
Oh, you really wanted to go back. The boys were probably worried sick. But it could be a trap for all you knew. Dream had immediately attacked Killer on sight. Speaking of which.
“What happened to Killer? Is he okay?” Your glare made it into your voice.
“Ah. Killer is… hurt. He is very difficult to dissuade from violence. He has attacked me before in my leviathan state which most would consider that equal to pleading for death. He was very lucky that Nightmare retreated that day. I almost killed him. On accident! I do not wish death upon anyone!” Dream quickly corrected himself. “If… If I could get close to Killer, I could heal his wounds. But I doubt he would let me close of his own accord.”
“I wouldn’t either if you shot me with a harpoon.” You growled.
Dream sighed again. “It was in self defense. I do wish he would not attack me on sight every time he saw me.”
“So are we going back to see the bad sirens?” Ink interrupted.
“Excuse me?!” You roared. Bad sirens?? What were they to Ink??? Dogs???
“I told you to stop calling them that.” Dream sighed a third time. His words calmed the water and you felt your anger leave you.
You inched forward. “I… I do want to go back. You won’t hurt me or my pod? Again?”
A gentle smile was in Dream’s voice. “We will not hurt anyone for as long as the water is calm.”
That was probably the best you would get.
It wasn’t a trick.
They really took you back to where you last saw Killer. There were a few stray sharks in the area, munching away at the fish you’d caught earlier but they didn’t give you any trouble as you swam past.
There were particles of dust and magic in the water that set you on your toes. Or fins, or whatever.
“Where’s Killer?” You asked.
Dream shook his head. “I don’t know. I had to break away and retreat when Horror, Cross, and Dust all pounced at me. Killer should be fine, I only shot him twice, but he was losing consciousness when I last saw him.”
“And you’re only telling me this now??” You snapped.
Ink’s eyes shot to you at your outburst, a target in one eye. You shivered and backed up.
“Y/N!”
A blur of black and white shoved its way between you and the other two sirens. The rush of water shoved you apart.
Arms wrapped around you from behind and pulled you away from Dream and Ink. A voice spoke above you.
“Y/n, are you okay?” Cross practically growled as he glared across the water at Ink.
“I’m okay.” You responded, hugging his arms to your chest when a flash of color caught your eye. You looked back at Ink to see him flared up, tentacles spread in intimidation.
His stripes were rippling, one moment grey and the next a vibrant rainbow. The colors were mesmerizing. Like staring at oil. Reds, oranges, yellows, greens, blues, indigos, and violets. Every color shifted and twisted, getting bigger and brighter with every passing second. It was absolutely beautiful.
You couldn’t see.
The water moved, someone was calling your name, and someone else was yelling. You turned your head to realize that someone’s hand was over your eyes.
“Y/n? Y/n, can you hear me?” Came Cross’s terrified voice.
“I… I can hear you.” You mumbled, clearing your head.
“Oh, thank the stars!” Cross sighed with relief, hugging you close.
The hand left your eyes but you were facing Cross now. You could hear Dream chewing out Ink behind you. Something about testing boundaries and power happy sirens.
“What happened?” You asked.
Cross frowned. “Ink doesn’t always use his voice to catch food. His body can change color quickly and it hypnotizes everything that looks. Even sirens. We’re lucky Dream stopped him before he could get caught in it too.”
“…He’s not a squid, is he?”
Cross scoffed. “No. He’s a cuttlefish.”
“Oh…” That was concerning. You curled into Cross’s chest.
Cross looked down at you. “You want to go home while they’re busy?”
You nodded.
He switched from hugging you to holding your hand, giving you the freedom of movement, before heading home.
One last thing occurred to you and you chuckled.
Cross raised a brow at you. “What are you laughing about?”
“I always knew cuttlefish were soulless.”
Cross burst into laughter.
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“Cross?”
Said siren looked up from sharpening one of his attacks with a rock. “Hm? Yes, y/n?”
“I… Can we talk for a minute?”
Concern flashed across his face. “Sure.” He set down the rock, dismissed the attack, and gave you his full attention. “You want to go somewhere more private?”
You nodded. It was… important. To you at least. You wanted answers to questions that weren’t solving themselves.
Cross nodded back and led you to a secluded spot just outside of the trench. The terrain was flat and blank so no one could hide and eavesdrop on the conversation. “What do you want to talk about?” He asked.
You hesitated but went for it. “Dream said he met you when you first entered the ocean and that you had just escaped captivity. And I already knew that you’ve at least been a siren for longer than that. So… What happened?”
Cross straightened and looked away. “Oh. He told you that. Uh.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Shit. Okay. Y’know, Dream is… how do I say this? …He’s not bad. He just wants to help. He helped you the other day. So when he first found me, starving and trying to figure out how currents worked, he helped me. Ink helped too but was about as much help as Killer when he needs to stay still.” Cross chuckled. “He did his best though.”
“Okay. But could you explain why you were in captivity? Last I checked, there was a ban against sirens in captivity unless absolutely necessary and that ‘absolutely necessary’ part was firm about it being a physical disability.” You put your hands on your hips.
Cross shrank at your tone. “I was there all my life. And before you ask, I wasn’t converted. I was and have always been a siren. I was just raised in a lab. The Doctor… he was not nice to me or my pod. He was trying to discover a way to control sirens like how we can control our prey with song. And I think he almost figured it out before……” His eyes flashed and he turned away. “He had to move the aquarium. I don’t remember why. I just remember them sedating us and shipping us across the sea.
“There was a storm, the ship was destroyed, and I made some poor decisions.” Cross looked at his hands as if he expected to find blood and dust on them. Maybe he did. “In my poor choices, I had accidentally forced myself into isolation. Everyone I knew was dead and I couldn’t go back. Not this time. Dream and Ink found me trying to catch fish a week later. They quickly invited me into their pod, Blue welcomed me just as happily, and started teaching me to survive in the oceans.
“And then we had to move, because Dream was tailing somebody. His brother. I decided it was my job to protect Dream and fought to get between him and Nightmare. Nightmare was… careful when he fought me, which I learned later. He could have launched me into the sky if he wanted to, but he didn’t.
“It was a few months later that Nightmare convinced me to join him. Dream was devastated when I left. He kept asking me what he did wrong. He didn’t. He didn’t do anything wrong. Nightmare was just… more prepared for me. Dream, at the time, wasn’t used to dealing with… mortals. Blue was a mortal, sure, but he took care of himself and was busy most of the time visiting his brother. So, since I didn’t know that I needed help, I didn’t learn very important skills. Like song, defense, hunting, and listening for an ambush. I was completely vulnerable.
“Killer caught on to that fact quickly when we first met. He would mess with me. I knew he didn’t like me, I was by Dream’s side just like he was by Nightmare’s, but he didn’t kill me when he could have. Not because he didn’t want to but because Nightmare would stop him every time.
“I didn’t understand. This leviathan, that attacked Dream with enough furiosity to destroy the mountains of the deep, didn’t want his lackey to hurt me, his enemy.
“I also sucked at tactics. I could fight and, in a normal combat situation, I had the upper hand on Killer but Killer was faster. Crueler. He would slip past my attacks and strike me where I was unprotected. He especially loved maiming my dorsal fin. When Dream and I would catch up to Nightmare, Killer would ambush and single me out quickly. Every fight ended either with Nightmare stopping Killer from ending me or Dream dragging me away in retreat.”
Cross sighed in a way that felt like remorse. “It took me far too long to learn how to spot an ambush. And by then, I was exhausted. Dream and Ink don’t need to sleep as much as we do and I didn’t sleep well anyways. They were always doing something, especially when Blue was visiting. Blue was very energetic. So if they weren’t tracking down Nightmare, they were helping other sirens or exercising or making something. Ink insisted that his coral monstrosities were art. They sucked. I don’t know what he was thinking.
“One day, when I could barely see straight, we attacked Nightmare. I tried to fight off Killer, I really did, but he was tearing me apart. And Killer wasn’t alone. Dust attacked me from behind. They restrained me in an embarrassingly short amount of time and Nightmare scooped me up and retreated with me in tow.
“…I woke up three days later, curled up in Nightmare’s tentacles, sleeping peacefully for the first time. He didn’t stop me when I swam away from him and back to Dream. He didn’t even seem to care. He just smiled and turned away as I fled.
“Dream was worried, Ink had already forgotten me, and I was confused. Nightmare hadn’t hurt me or stopped me he just… let me sleep. For days. I couldn’t understand.
“About a week later, we fought Nightmare again. I was tired again, because of how busy Ink and Dream were all week, and Killer approached me instead of ambushing me like before. He teased me about looking like I needed some sleep and jokingly invited me back to sleep with his pod.
“I considered it. And Killer saw me consider it. He laughed it off, we fought, and went home our separate ways. He didn’t tease me after that.
“Nightmare approached me the next fight. He offered, in front of Dream and everyone, to take me in and give me the rest I desperately needed. Dream tried to argue for me but I was so tired. I dismissed my attacks and just swam into Nightmare’s waiting hands.
“Dream was quiet as Nightmare and his pod retreated with me. I haven’t gone back since. Dream just wasn’t prepared for… me. He didn’t know how to take care of a new siren and definitely one like me. I was aggressive, scared, and untrusting. He was not used to dealing with negativity head on so he avoided it. It wasn’t until Nightmare took me in that he realized his mistake. He tried to get me to come back. But I was so tired. I couldn’t go back to that.” He looked so tired and guilty when he finished speaking.
You still had questions. “The… the Doctor. What did he do to you?”
The orca siren was tense, even as he smiled. “Nothing much. Kinda just let me and my pod exist most of the time. Tests were done, sure, but he never physically hurt us. Not our batch, at least.” He mumbled.
“Your batch? Were there others?”
Cross flinched. “Yeah, uh, don’t worry about it.” He wasn’t making eye contact. “It was a long time ago and the details are fuzzy so it doesn’t matter. What does matter, is what Dream and Ink told you.” He finally looked at you, completely serious.
“Uh, it was mostly confusing stuff. Dream said something about helping you out and practically raising you which is why I asked.” Your face twisted in disgust. “And then Ink called both of us useless sirens.”
Cross growled then immediately sighed, defeated. “Yeah, Ink says stuff like that. I can’t say he doesn’t mean it, he does mean it just in the most literal sense. He has no filter and means nothing by it. It’s just how he sees the world. He’ll still hang out with someone he calls useless but, as soon as you’ve heard it once, it’s hard to treat him the same way you used to. Dream and Nightmare understand that he doesn’t mean anything by it, since they can feel the few emotions he does have, but he’s never been able to make friends with anyone other than Blue.”
“Everyone keeps mentioning Blue. Who’s Blue?” You asked.
“Blue?” Cross smiled fondly. “He’s a dolphin siren, like you. Very excitable. He’s always moving, singing, and smiling. You’d like him. Everyone likes him. Stars! Even the destroyer likes him! And he kidnapped Blue!”
“Who what?!”
Cross shushed you. “It’s fine. Error gave him back. Blue had befriended the destroyer all on his own, something no one could even dream of doing. He’s the only siren anyone will allow close without much resistance. He really is magnificent.”
“…W- Was that a pun?” You asked, confused. “I don’t get it.”
“Ah, well,” Cross shrugged. “You’d have to meet him first. He’s awesome. But as I was saying, Ink is kind of an accidental jerk. So don’t take anything he says too seriously.”
“Okay.” You nodded slowly. “All that just opened up more questions than it answered…”
“Yeah…” Cross rubbed the back of his head. “But I don’t think you’ll really understand if I just tell you. It’d be better if you could meet everyone without aggression. Then you could get everyone’s perspective.”
“Why can’t I?” You raised a brow.
Cross hesitated with a guarded look. “Y/n. You can’t swim between two fighting sharks and not get bit. Talking to Dream or Ink right after they attacked you is a terrible idea too. They’ll just want you to leave with them and the guys will attack those Starfish sirens the second they see them. Everyone’s on edge. Don’t do anything stupid.”
You huffed and crossed your arms. “I wasn’t suggesting I go alone. I’m not that dumb.”
Drifting closer, Cross pulled you into a hug. “Just… be careful. We love you. If anything bad happened to you…… just be careful.”
“You already said that.” You pointed out.
“Do I need to say it again?” Cross teased.
You struggled to get out of the hug. “No. Cross don’t.”
“Just be careful.”
“Cross! Stop!” You laughed, trying and failing to stay mad at him.
“Be careful.” He nuzzled his nose into your hair.
“Cross!!”
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“Y/n?”
Startled, you spun towards the familiar voice and brandished a small shell in your hand. You weren’t expecting the voice you heard when you felt someone follow you after you left the trench.
“What do you want?” You asked, cautious but not rude.
Dream blinked at the shell and ignored it. “Easy there. I’m just here to talk. If it makes you more comfortable, I can swim a little further back. I understand your discomfort with seeing me again.”
“Can’t imagine why.” You quipped, gesturing for him to back up.
At your prompting, he moved further away from you until you were satisfied with the distance.
“Where’s your friend? Is he hiding?” You questioned, glancing around at the surrounding boulders. With the ability to change color, he could be anywhere.
“No. No, Ink is busy in one of his creating moods. I couldn’t get him to leave his work if I wanted to.” Dream smiled. “I am sorry that he scared you. That was not his nor my intention.”
You scoffed. “Speak for yourself. Ink knew what he was doing when he puffed himself up like a balloon. His intent was intimidation and it worked. Don’t speak for him when his actions contradict your words.”
Dream nodded solemnly. “You’re correct. I’m sorry. I spoke out of turn.”
He lapsed into a silence he seemed comfortable with that you did not.
“Have you met Killer, Dream?” You asked.
The seahorse siren looked confused. “I… Yes? You saw him attack me the other day. We’ve met before.”
“No, I mean, do you know Killer?”
“…I do not believe I am understanding your meaning…” Dream admitted.
You sighed. “Have you seen Killer play? Have you seen him when he’s excited? When he wants attention? When he’s playful? Have you seen his eyelights or the way his soul morphs into a heart when he’s calm? Have you seen him nuzzle into Nightmare’s tentacles when he’s sleeping? Have you heard him cheer? Have you heard him whistle through the dens just because he’s in a good mood? Have you heard his voice break when he’s overwhelmed? Have you heard him whimper when he wants a hug? Have you felt him spin around you? Bump you? Nip at your food? Have you felt his voice purr through the water while he talks? Have you met Killer?”
At your intense glare, Dream broke eye contact and glanced around at the sea floor. “…I will admit, I haven’t ever really had the time to officially meet the Killer you just described. I’ve only ever been on the receiving end of his teeth.” He winced. “Not that I gave him a reason not to attack.”
Your eyes narrowed. “Killer recognized your attacks and held back to avoid getting shot. You’ve hit him before.”
Dream looked up at you. “He… He hesitated? I didn’t feel him hesitate.” He mumbled.
“Were you paying attention to how he felt?”
The seahorse tail curled up underneath him, making him look embarrassed. “…No. I wasn’t.”
He looked so sad…
. . .
Oh my stars, you couldn’t stay mad at these sirens.
Sigh. “Why did you want to talk to me?” You reached down to pick up the net you’d dropped. It was recycle day and being a siren wasn’t going to stop you from cleaning up.
“Oh! Yes!” Dream straightened with a loving smile. “I would like to offer you my protection should you get separated from your pod. I am not asking to replace your pod or be considered more important than anyone you already know. I’m offering this as a last resort type of thing, if you can’t go to anyone else.” He tipped his head in a half-bow. “As an apology for causing you so much trouble the other day. A shrill whistle is all you need to call me.”
Oh! An apology!
“I-uh- Thank you? I’m not sure if you’ll be able to hear me if I’m too far away, though.” You pointed out.
Dream chuckled a lighthearted laugh. “I will hear you, but only if you intend to call me. Same with Ink and Nightmare.”
“You’re telling me I could have called Nightmare the other day when I was hiding from you?” You asked with a face that said; ‘really?’ It felt weird to think of the leviathan moving outside of the trench for anything. Especially with how tired he’s been.
Dream flinched at your words. “Ah. Yes. I’m glad you didn’t. Nightmare gets very… possessive. I haven’t been able to talk to Cross since he left. I…” Dream looked so very sad as he broke eye contact again. “…I made many mistakes. And I haven’t gotten the chance to apologize for them.”
Dang, what a sad, centuries old boy.
“…He talked about you the other day.” At Dream’s glance, you clarified. “Cross. He’s not mad at you. He doesn’t think it was your fault.”
A soft smile was your reward for your words. “He doesn’t?” You shook your head. “Stars.” He breathed in awe. “How is he? Is he okay? I only ever see him when we fight.”
“He’s good. His fins have a few scrapes from Killer’s frenzies but other than that, he’s been great.”
“Oh.” Dream seemed hesitant to speak before finally asking. “And… how is Killer?”
You smiled. It was nice to see him try. “Killer’s better. Nightmare helped him steady out so now he’s just excited. Like a child with too much sugar. I’m pretty sure he’ll crash when the energy wears off.”
Dream’s eyes widened. “Nightmare… what? Did… Did he absorb my magic?”
You didn’t like how scared Dream sounded. “I don’t know. I’m not a magic expert. Why? Would that hurt you?”
“No! It would hurt him!” Dream worried his tail into the sand. “Nightmare can’t have too much positivity at once, just like I can’t have too much negativity at once! Have you seen him since that happened?”
Your own eyes widened at that and your tail twitched. You forced yourself to calm down. “He was fine when I saw him. We were just chilling under the dens and they gave me a den. He didn’t seem hurt but he also seemed more tired than usual.” You fidgeted with the net and shell in your hands. “Will it get worse? Like, is he sick?”
Dream shook his head. “It shouldn’t get worse, that I know of. I don’t know if positively works different than negativity but it would only hurt for a few days as my magic would fight the negativity off. It doesn’t really get worse unless someone nearby got really upset.” He looked nervous. “He, uh… do the other sirens get excited easily?”
No hesitation. “Killer does. And the boys have been very happy and pleasant for as long as I’ve been here.” You started drifting back towards the trench. “Is there a way you got better faster? Something that helped you heal?”
Dream didn’t hesitate either. “Blue. He’s a positivity beacon. Him just being near helped me more than any magic ever could.”
You were certain Dream could see your gears turning. “Is there someone that’s always upset? Someone I could bring to help Nightmare?”
Dream flinched again. “I don’t think you’d want to meet him… He’s very aggressive.”
You nodded, determined. “Good. Then he’s angry. How do I get him to follow me?”
“Uh… you don’t. Unless you want to meet Reaper before he wants to meet you. Listen, y/n, messing with Error is the last thing you want to do. He’s the destroyer. He will kill you.” Dream sternly lectured.
“The destroyer?” You raised a brow and a smirk played on your face. You had an idea. Dream grew suspicious. “You said you knew Blue? How would I get to him?”
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“Dreeaaaaammmm!”
“What?!” Dream was by your side in an instant, sensing your distress. “What is it? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
You turned to show him the problem. “I can’t reach it and it won’t come off!” You gestured at the suckerfish that had planted itself just behind your fins and out of reach. It had a smug little look on its face. Stupid fish.
Dream laughed.
“It’s not funny!” You shoved the leviathan. “It won’t let go!”
“Yeah, he’s a suckerfish!” Dream laughed, batting away your attempts to hit him. “They do that. He’s just catching a ride so he can eat. It wouldn’t kill you to let him be for a few hours.”
“I don’t want him on me for hours! It itches!” You stretched and strained to reach the offender of your comfort, twisting and spinning, while Dream continued to laugh.
This chaos went on for several more minutes until Dream had stopped chuckling at you. “It would be better if you ignored him for now. We still have to find Blue and Error if you want to help Nightmare. I’m glad I got to see your first suckerfish though.” He teased playfully.
You grumbled and stopped spinning in your attempts to reach the parasite. “You’re no help at all.”
He just laughed again.
The rest of the trip was you grumbling and scraping your tail against random rocks to try to dislodge your passenger while Dream kept laughing and stopping you from hurting yourself or the fish. You were pretty certain he didn’t care how you felt about the whole situation. His expression didn’t change in humor when he announced that he found Blue either.
“Blue?” Dream called through the water.
You fidgeted next to Dream, suddenly realizing just how far you were from home. This Blue person could be an elaborate trap for all you knew.
“Dream?” Called a friendly voice. You turned to see a dolphin siren crest a coral ridden boulder. A bright blue handkerchief was tied around his neck like a bandit. “What Are You Doing Here? I Thought You And Ink Were Taking A Break.” He smiled wide and offered Dream a hug.
Dream accepted the hug and squeaked as he was crushed slightly. “We did take a break. I just met someone and then there was Killer and a lot happened actually.” He pat Blue’s back. “It’s nice to see you.”
“Of Course! It’s Wonderful To See You Too, Dream! Oh! Who’s This?” Blue eyelights spotted you and you sweat in your awkwardness.
“Oh! This is a friend. They’re the entire reason I’m here actually. Blue,” Dream set his hand on Blue’s shoulder and grew serious. “We need a favor.”
“Mweheheh! I’d Love To Help! What Do You Need?” Blue struck a heroic pose, his bandanna fluttering in the current that wasn’t flowing.
Dream smiled yet hesitated. “Blue… We need Error.”
“Oh, Mweh. That’s A Big Favor, Dream.” Blue looked sad for a moment. “Error’s… Well, Error. I Don’t Know…”
You decided to speak up. “It’s for Nightmare. Killer was hit with a few harpoons-“ Dream backed up with a nervous smile. “-and was so hyped up on positivity that Nightmare had to drain it. He’s been tired and quiet. I… I don’t want him to be hurt.” You stuttered to a stop as Blue continued to stare at you.
Blue blinked and looked between you and Dream, as if waiting for someone to correct what he just heard. “Dream… You’re Helping Nightmare?”
Oh. Oh, shit. Blue was on Dream and Ink’s side. Of course he wouldn’t want to help Nightmare. He’s been fighting Nightmare ever since they first met.
Dream rubbed the back of his neck. “…Yeah.”
Blue burst forward and hugged Dream with a squeal. “I Knew It! I Knew You Could Do It! Dream, This Is Amazing!” He spun the seahorse siren in circles.
He- You- What??
You stared in shock as what you thought was an enemy was happy at the idea of helping Nightmare. He was happy to help. You thought he’d react like Dream or Ink since they seemed to be a group. But here he was, proving you wrong.
Cross was right. You did like him.
Dream grinned. “I know. You’ve been after this for a long time. I’m sorry it took me so long to listen to you. I should have tried long before you and I met.”
“I Am So Proud Of You, Dream!” Blue held Dream by the shoulders as stars twinkled in his eyes. Like, starfish shaped stars. Not little dots like Killer’s eyes. “You’re Taking Initiative! Unlike My Lazy Brother STRETCH!” He yelled back where he’d come from and was rewarded with a tired; “Mmh.”
That itch was still there, ruining the moment. You tried to ignore the pest on your side but it was becoming unbearable. Your tail twitched in discomfort, unable to do anything about the annoying suckerfish.
The second you twitched, Blue turned to look at you, searched your tail with his eyes, and noticed the fish. His face winced and he came forward and gently plucked the fish off your side by the head. His hand rubbed the sore spot underneath as he threw the fish to the side and it swam away.
“I Am So Sorry About Leaving You Like That, Friend!” Blue apologized. “Those Suckers Sure Can Hurt. Dream! Why Didn’t You Fix This? Or Tell Me?” He turned his gaze back to the seahorse.
Dream shrugged. “It was their first suckerfish. And we weren’t going far.”
Blue’s expression changed to a stern glare. “I Do Not Care If It Was Their First Suckerfish. That Tradition Is Old And Cruel. I Am Ashamed That You Think This Pain Is Funny.” He turned back to you with an understanding smile. “Try To Keep It Out Of Sunlight For A Day Or So. If You Don’t It Will Hurt More.”
You nodded. “Thank you. I couldn’t reach it.”
“I Know. I’m Blue, By The Way! The Magnificent Blue!” He clarified, puffing his chest up and offering a hand to shake.
“Oh, I’m y/n.” You spoke the hand and smiled back. “I’ve heard a lot about you. It seems that everyone likes you.”
“Mweh!” He waved off the statement. “I’m Sure I Haven’t Met Everyone. But Thank You, Y/n! Now! How Does Error Help Nightmare? And What Do I Need To Do?” He clapped his hands together.
Dream raised a brow. “Didn’t you just say you didn’t think you could help?”
“Well, Yes!” Blue posed dramatically again, his eyes closed and his kerchief blowing in the breeze that, again, wasn’t there. “But I Want To See This Happen! I Have Been Waiting A Long Time For This Day And I Won’t Turn My Back On My First Chance To Help! So What Do You Need, Y/n?” He beamed at you.
You smiled back. “Thank you. I want to get Error as close to Nightmare as possible. Preferably without hurting anyone. I just need as much negativity as I can get.” Blue nodded.
Dream nodded as well. “I will stay back then. While I’m sure I’ll stir up plenty of negativity by being present, I’d rather not be weakened and in a hostile situation until I have made my intentions clear. Would you mind, y/n, delivering a message for me?”
“Of course.” You grinned. “You helped me. I’d like to return the favor.”
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“U-U-Ugh!” Complained the glitchy voice of your new companion. You were starting to understand why his name was Error. “Wh-Why did-d you ha-ha-have t-to nest-st s-so far away-ay-ay-ay?” It was like a broken record. You tried not to let it get to you but it was really annoying that every few minutes he’d complain like a fussy child. Big man baby ribbon eel.
“We’re Only One More Mile Away Error!” Blue chirped. He didn’t seem phased in the slightest by Error’s behavior. “Thank You For Agreeing To Come! It Really Means A Lot To Me!” He swam closer to Error but not close enough to touch. Error had been very strict about touch when you’d met him. So much so that he’d almost immediately attacked you even though you hadn’t even approached him. Blue had gotten between you and calmed Error with surprising speed. Error didn’t threaten you again after that.
“M-M-Mmh.” Error grumbled. “Wh-Whatever. You o-o-owe me-me f-f-for this-is.” He didn’t clarify what exactly Blue owed him. He also didn’t seem like the type ask favors of people, opting instead to get his own hands dirty.
Blue’s smile didn’t waver. “Of Course, Error! You Know I Love To Help!”
“Mhm-m-m.”
It was weird.
You could see the power in this beast. The way the water rippled and sharpened around him into silvery blue strings that whipped around in his agitation. The way Dream had immediately put Blue between him and Error before retreating back to his den, leaving you in Blue’s more than capable hands. The power blazing in his mismatched eyelights that made Nightmare’s cyan eye look tame. The way he didn’t hesitate in any decision because he was certain nothing could stop him anyways.
And yet he was easily calmed by your fellow dolphin siren.
Not completely calmed, Error still growled and hissed and was overall aggressive, he was just less likely to do anything rash while Blue was talking. Which encouraged you to keep Blue talking.
“So, uh…” You rubbed the back of your neck. “How are you both doing?” It felt dumb to ask, but you didn’t know either of these people really.
Blue chirruped. “I’m Doing Great! Thank You For Asking, Y/n! And How Are You? Does That Spot Still Itch?”
“Yeah, a little bit. But it’s not as bad as earlier. Thank you, by the way.”
“Of Course! I Am Always Glad To Help!”
“Wh-Wh-What a-are you ta-ta-talking about-out?” Error grouched, his brows furrowed at being left out of the conversation.
“Y/n Had A Suckerfish Stuck To Them And I Helped Them Get It Off.” Blue supplied.
Error laughed and his eyes locked onto you even though he was still talking to Blue. “A-A-Aww, Blue-ue-ue! Y-You c-c-could have-ave l-left it for a-a-a-a f-few min-min-minutes longer! I-I-I would-ld-ld h-have enjoy-joy-joyed th-that!”
Blue scowled sternly. “Error, We Don’t Leave People In Pain Just Because It’s Funny.”
“Y-Y-You don’t-t.” Error grinned, baring his sharp teeth.
Blue responded with a heavy hearted sigh. “Let’s Not. How Are You Doing, Error? Y/n Did Ask Both Of Us.” He turned the question on the destroyer curiously.
Error scoffed. “M-M-My peace-eace was int-interup-rup-rupted b-b-by two abom-ominations an-and an annoy-oy-oying dolphin-in. I’m ter-ter-terrible.”
“Aw, Thanks!” Blue whistled happily at the insult.
Okay. There was either something terribly wrong with these two or you were missing important information.
You had a feeling you wouldn’t get an answer to that.
“Y/n? Wait, Blue?!”
“Cross!” You and Blue chirped at the same time, turning toward the voice.
Cross caught sight of Error and hesitated as he came closer. “What are you doing here, Blue?” He asked, reaching out for your hand.
“Mweheheh!” Blue laughed. “I Am Here Because Y/n Invited Me! How Are You Doing, Cross?”
“Uh, I’m good, I guess. Y/n, what’s going on?” Cross’s tense gaze didn’t leave Error and the eel gave him a big toothy grin. He pulled you closer to himself.
You let him pull you. “So, you know how Killer got hyped up on positivity and Nightmare helped him balance out? And now Boss has been acting really tired?”
Cross’s brows scrunched together as he looked down at you. “…He has been really tired… but what does this have to do with Blue and Error?” His eyes shot back to the destroyer, who was starting to look annoyed.
Blue noticed Error’s frown. “Mweh! Would You Like To Answer That, Error?”
At the attention, Error relaxed and scoffed. “Y-Y-You t-tell him, B-B-Blue. I d-don’t care-are.” He crossed his arms and looked away.
“Of Course.” Blue smiled, as always, and turned to address Cross. “Y/n Had The Amazing Idea Of Inviting Me And Error Over To Help Nightmare Get Rid Of The Lingering Positivity In His Body. Dream Has Had A Similar Problem Before And Asked Me To Help As Well.”
Cross’s eyes darted between the three of you, more concerned than confused. He pulled you away. “I’d like to talk to y/n real quick.”
“Mweh! Of Course! We’ll Be Right Here When You’re Ready!” Blue chirped
“Sp-Sp-Speak f-for yourself-self.”
As Blue started entertaining Error, you and Cross took a sidebar. Cross pulled you around and held you by the shoulders.
“Y/n. What were you thinking? You left the pod and went to get Blue and Error all by yourself? Are you insane?” He snapped. You could see the worry behind his anger.
“I wasn’t alone. Dream helped me-.”
“That’s worse! Do you not remember what happened the other day?”
“I remember!” You shoved him away. “I’m the one that went through that! But Ink wasn’t there this time and Dream has only ever been nice to me. He just wants to fix things with Nightmare. Cross, he wants to help. Isn’t that a good thing?”
Cross hesitated and glanced back at your guests. “…Maybe. I’d say he has good intentions, but the guys… they won’t believe him for a second. He could just make things worse.”
“That’s why he’s not coming. Cross.” You pulled his focus back to you. “I brought Error and a message and I haven’t delivered either. Could you please help me?” You pleaded.
He glared at you, his eyelights dilating at you. “You’re ridiculous. Fine, I’ll help. I’ll let the guys know what’s going on. Just wait here and don’t do anything stupid.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll try. Be safe.”
Cross turned to your guests. “Blue, I will be leaving for a little while. Guard y/n, would you?” You punched Cross’s arm. You could take care of yourself!
Blue smiled. “I Will Help In Any Way I Can!” He chirped happily.
With that, Cross sped off for only a few minutes before returning with Dust. They escorted you and your guests into the trench while Error kept puffing up proudly and flashing his colors every time he glanced at Dust. Sure Dust wasn’t as pretty, but he didn’t have to rub it in.
You and Cross crested the edge of the trench first and you froze. Now that you knew, it was much easier to spot Nightmare’s exhaustion but you would have noticed anyways. The leviathan was laid out on the bottom of the trench, Killer circling his head and Horror worrying at his hand. Despite the worry from the boys, he had a comforting smile on his face as he tried to soothe them.
His eye was half-lidded.
“Boss.” Cross called carefully. “We brought help.”
Nightmare looked up and his eye caught on Error. The eel sneered at him, smug. Boss sighed. “I did not need help, Cross. I told you, nothing is wrong.”
“Y-Y-You look l-like a dying-ing st-st-starfish.” Error observed.
“Error!” Blue scolded.
“A-A-Am I wr-wrong??”
Ignoring the chaos that came with Error, you swam forward into the trench. Nightmare watched you swim all the way down. Killer and Horror didn’t acknowledge you in their worry.
“Nightmare,” You started. “I know you’re not okay. We know you’re not okay. Please let us help.”
Nightmare glanced between the four other sirens of the pod. He sighed. “If it will make you feel better.”
“Also, I have a message.”
Nightmare smirked at you. “Oh~? A message? From who?”
“From Dream.”
Everything stopped.
Killer, Horror, and Nightmare were staring at you with varying expressions of shock as Error cackled like a glitchy witch behind you.
“Y/n.” Killer said, tense. “You were talking to Dream?”
“Yes.” You responded boldly. “He’s been very helpful to me. He had a simple request, I said I’d do it.”
“Still.” Killer growled.
“Killer.” Nightmare warned. Killer backed off and swam down to join Horror. Nightmare looked back to you. “What is the message?”
“He said he wants to negotiate peace and I quote; ‘I swear on my apple I will let you have the first say.’ And said you can bring whoever.” You supplied. “Out in the dunes by Blue’s place.”
“What’s an apple?” Killer piped up.
“It’s a fruit on land. I don’t know why Dream was talking about it though. I’ve never seen or heard of an apple-like plant in the water.” You said, just as confused as Killer.
Nightmare hummed vaguely. “It’s not a normal apple. Y/n, did he set a date?”
“Uh… no. I think he wanted me to ask you.”
“Good. I will take time to recover and then I’d like you to be my messenger, y/n, to discuss a time to meet with my brother.”
“What?!?!” Yelled four sirens at once.
You smiled. “I’d love to, Nightmare.”
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The next few weeks were full of pleas and complaints to get out of the meeting with Dream. Nightmare reminded each of them that they didn’t have to come which sent them grumbling about danger and not leaving the Boss to deal with Dream by himself.
Of course, everyone came.
Wherever Nightmare went, everyone followed. It was cute, you thought. Like a bunch of ducklings following the first adult they see. Ducklings with teeth. To be fair, you were one of those ducklings now.
Heh, ducklings with teeth.
. . .
Maybe that image wasn’t as cute as it sounded…
Anyways!
Today was the day. The meeting was set up, the time was picked, and everyone was anxious.
“Boss-?”
“Killer, for the hundred twenty-seventh time, no. We’re going to the meeting, discussing peace, and not stabbing anyone.” Nightmare glared. “For today, no shenanigans. I don’t care how much you want to. If you so much as bare your teeth unprovoked, I will send you home. Understood?”
Killer pouted. “Yes, Boss…”
“If you must talk to anyone, be courteous and respectful. No dark jokes or gruesome stories. Polite conversations only.”
“Yes, sir.”
“That goes for all of you.” Nightmare glanced around at the others. “Y/n, feel free to roam how you wish. You and Blue are our neutral party. So get comfortable, we’re going to be there a while. As for the rest of you, if you leave my sight, you’re going home. If you start to go into a frenzy, you’re going home. If you taunt or threaten anyone, you’re going home. This is a professional setting and I need to trust that you will act like it.”
“Yes, sir.” Everyone echoed.
Nightmare nodded. “Good. Let’s depart now. We’ll be late if we don’t.”
The trench and currents shook as Nightmare lifted himself out into the open waters. Thick black tentacles curled and struck out to heave him into the open and out of the magical darkness in the trench.
He was…
Smaller than you imagined.
The darkness had definitely done him a few favors but now that he was in the open, he wasn’t quite as intimidating. Sure, if it was your first time meeting him, you’d be scared. But the darkness of the trench added to his intimidating appearance and twisted his form to look more mysterious and vague. Which was terrifying to the untrained eye.
While everyone swam out of the trench, Horror struggled to pull himself over the edge fast enough to keep up, his tentacles flailing. Nightmare turned, scooped Horror into his hands, and continued, Horror hugging his fingers.
You smiled.
He might look terrifying, but he was still just a big softy. If people saw how he treated the guys, they’d think he was a father. He might as well be.
Blue, Ink, and Dream were already waiting. Dream was not in his leviathan form that he apparently had. He’d showed it to you the other day. It was weird seeing a kraken-sized seahorse. He hadn’t moved much either, scared of accidentally smacking you with his tail while his head was too far away to see you properly against the grey rocks, and quickly shrank again when he got anxious.
He spotted you coming and waved. You smiled and waved back.
Blue was entertaining Ink whose body was a rippling grey with streaks of yellows, greens, and blues. You recognized those as his happy colors. Dream had obviously talked to him because when he looked up and saw Nightmare coming, he grinned and waved happily. Cross and Killer sheepishly waved back. Ink was very excited and hurried over to chat with Cross.
Blue seemed a little tired and very relieved when you arrived. When Ink shot away, he drifted over to Dream to properly greet you.
Nightmare stopped right in front of Dream, towering over him. “Dream.” He greeted.
“Nightmare.” Dream nodded.
The water was tense. Well, except for Ink, who was darting between each of the boys and chatting. He eventually ended up following Killer around as the shark desperately tried to avoid him.
Nightmare hummed. “It was self defense, Dream.” He started. “And I did not touch her. She was already dead when I ate the first apple. I would have told you this if you’d asked. But you never did. Dream, you came at me in a frenzy. We were both in a frenzy. What did you think would happen?” He scolded.
Dream nodded again. “I wasn’t thinking…” He gave Nightmare space to continue.
“They attacked me. I very nearly died. Dream, the people you trusted were vile from the beginning. Why do you think I stayed away from them? I could feel their intent. They wanted the fruit. They wanted her dead. And we were just obstacles. They even hated Life. Why did you leave me with them? They beat me, Dream. They broke my skull and dashed me against the rocks I had so foolishly beached myself on. Where were you? Why weren’t you there? What was so important that you left me to die?” Nightmare accused. The boys grew agitated but a stern look from their Boss shut them up.
Dream bowed his head. “…I was but a foolish child, Nightmare. I was looking for flowers. I had been for weeks. One of the land dwellers, a young woman, told me that she’d given her sister a flower when she was upset…”
Nightmare’s scowl slipped. “…so you were looking for a flower… for me?”
“Yes. But turns out the ocean doesn’t really have flowers so I was kinda grabbing at the horizon for stars. I did not mean to leave you in danger. I did not believe you were in danger.” Dream’s tail curled and fidgeted. “I am sorry for my foolishness.”
“Hm. It seems we both lack the ability to communicate. Let us discuss in private before continuing negotiations. Boys.” He addressed his group. “Give us a moment, stay in sight.”
Multiple ‘yessir’s were given, no matter how grumpy, and you all moved a distance away so the brothers could talk, including Blue and Ink at a nod from Dream.
“Why does your soul stick out of your chest?” Ink interrogated Killer.
“Why does your tongue stick out of your mouth?” He grumbled.
“There’s stuff leaking out of your eyes. Are you crying?”
“Am I what?”
As Ink went on to explain and loose his train of thought again, Blue approached you.
“So, How Are You Doing, Y/n?” He asked politely.
You smiled. “I’m doing great, thank you. How are you? You look exhausted.”
He sighed. “I Am. Ink Has Been Very Excited All Day. So Excited The Stretch Kicked Him Out Of The Den. Stretch! My Lazy Brother! He Doesn’t Get Up To Clean Anything And Ink Managed To Make Him Move.” He sighed again. “I’ve Been Distracting Him All Day, Trying To Keep Him Off Dream, Because Lord Knows He Doesn’t Need More Problems Today.”
“Sounds like it sucks.” Came Dust’s voice beside you. He glanced over, as if noticing you for the first time, and nodded. “Hey, Blueray.”
You burst into laughter even as Blue sputtered.
“I’m Not A Ray, Dust! I’m A Dolphin!” Blue puffed his chest up.
Dust gave you a knowing grin and stuffed his hands in his pockets.
“Do you even know what a blueray is, Dust?” You questioned.
He smirked. “S’a type of DVD.” He answered easily, as if it was common knowledge to him.
You stopped laughing. “How do you know that?”
His grin widened. “Do you really wanna know?”
“Yes?!? How did you know that??!?”
He just laughed and swam away.
“Wait!! Dust!!! What do you mean?!?” You called after him.
Killer swam between you and Dust, startling you. His usual grin was pressed into a thin line as Ink chased him.
“Why does it wiggle so much?” Ink was asking. “Does it hurt? Why doesn’t it look like a heart? Can I touch it?” And on and on.
Killer swam faster.
Blue sighed. “Poor Killer. Though, I Wouldn’t Switch Places With Him. I’m Done For Today. He’s Stuck With That.”
You also sighed. “I should help him.”
“Nah, leave him. That’s the quietest I’ve ever seen Killer. He’ll be fine. How you doin’, Blue?” Cross drifted into the conversation.
“Mweh! I’m Doing Well, Cross! Thank You For Asking!” Blue puffed up proudly. “And How Are You, Friend? It Feels Like Forever Since We’ve Been Able To Talk On Good Terms.”
“It has been a while, hasn’t it? Sorry about that, by the way.” Cross smiled nervously.
Blue waved it off. “Don’t Apologize, Cross! You Did A Good Thing Following Nightmare! Dream Never Did Have Time To Listen.”
The orca looked confused. “What do you mean?”
Blue gave a knowing smirk. “Dream Had To Learn That You Couldn’t Be Hauled Around Everywhere. He Would Not Listen To Me. Always Moving Around And Working. Busy, Busy, Busy. You Woke Him Up To Reality. It Was Only After You Left That He Listened To Me. Also, Why Do You Think Nightmare Offered In The First Place?” He grinned and looked over at the twins.
Cross stared in shock. “…You didn’t.”
“Don’t touch me!!” Killer finally snapped, yanking his tail away from Ink.
“Ah, Looks Like My Help Is Needed Elsewhere.” Blue nodded to you and Cross. “It Was Nice Talking To You Again. Now If You’ll Excuse Me. INK!!!”
You both stared after Blue. Each in a different state of shock.
“Huh.”
“. . .”
“You okay, Cross?”
“…I don’t know anymore…”
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Despite the rocky start, the two groups bonded quickly. Dust and Horror especially enjoyed Blue’s company and started treating him like a part of the pod almost immediately. Ink followed Killer like a shadow and Killer let it get to his head. Ink and Killer now worked together to cause chaos and mischief everywhere they went. You still weren’t to sure about the cuttlefish, but seeing Killer laugh with Ink always made you smile.
Almost.
They were still both menaces.
At one point, Blue vanished to go talk to Nightmare. No one knew what was said, but the next day Nightmare offered to merge their groups into one. Dream hesitated, not because he thought it was a bad idea, but because it surprised him. It surprised everybody… but Blue.
You were starting to think he wasn’t exactly as innocent and oblivious as you thought.
Dream accepted the idea with excitement, as did Ink and Killer, which immediately made everyone suspicious but no one was willing to put a downer on the idea of peace. Even if it meant sweating while the two whispered and giggled together.
While it was nice to see the two bond so quickly, literally everyone wanted them to hate each other again.
A noise outside your den broke you from your thoughts. Speak of the devils. “Ink. Killer. Leave.”
Simultaneous “aw”s echoed outside your den and the two poked their heads into view.
“Hi, y/n!” Ink waved.
“Whatcha doin’?” Killer asked.
“Trying to rest. Out.” You said blankly.
Killer grinned. “I’m not in~.”
You grumbled. “You’re such a little brother…”
“A what?”
“Killer! Ink!” Nightmare’s voice boomed through the trench and Ink flinched. “Leave y/n alone! Your shenanigans have gone too far today! Both of you! Back to your dens!”
“Yessir…” Killer pouted. Ink happily waved goodbye and followed Killer back to their side of the trench.
You sighed. Finally. Peace.
“Hey, y/n?”
You groaned. “…What’s up, Cross?”
He hesitated. “Uh… are you okay?”
“I’m fine. It’s just,” You gestured past him into the trench. “Killer and Ink being… Killer and Ink.”
“Ah. Yes. They’ve become double the trouble together.” Cross shook his head at them. “Makes me almost wish they still hated each other.”
“Same.” You grumble. “They’ve been such a hassle. They were easier to contain then. Now? I’m done. I hope Nightmare buries them at the bottom of the trench.”
Cross chuckles at you. “Yeah. I know the feeling. Hey, so Dust and I were wondering if you still had that, uh, freebie?”
“Frisbee. And yeah, I still have it. Why?”
“Do you think we could show Blue how to play?” He was using those puppy eyes. He looked so hopeful.
You smiled and stretched. “Yeah, just let me wake up first. I’ll meet you guys up there.”
“Yes!” Cross pumped his fist and swam away.
You chuckled and then yawned. Pushing yourself out of your bed, you grabbed the frisbee and headed out, calling out to Nightmare that you were going to hang out with the guys. A hum acknowledged you and you swam away.
They were pretty easy to find. Dust’s tail hung down from the surface where you could hear them chatting away. You smiled. It was nice to see them all getting along. Even though you never saw them fight, with the frenzies you’d seen Killer in, you could imagine it.
Everyone greeted you when you broke the surface. Blue was excited.
“Mweheheh! Good Morning, Y/n!” He greeted with a smile. “Cross And Dust Have Been Telling Me About Your Flying Device! I Am Very Curious!”
You lifted the frisbee up and shook the water off of it. “Yep, this is it.”
“Oh…” He managed to look disappointed somehow. “It Uh, It Sure Looks Curious.”
You and Cross laughed. “Here. Cross?” You aimed into the distance.
“Got it.” Cross quickly swam in that direction.
You threw it.
Blue gasped as it glided across the air seemingly by itself. It arched perfectly and lined up with Cross, making it the perfect catch.
And then Cross dodged it.
“Cross!” You snapped at the orca as Dust belly laughed himself back into the water. “Stop dodging!!”
“Sorry!”
Blue chuckled.
“Send it back!” You called. It was thrown to you and you caught it. “So!” You turned to Blue. “Let me show you how it works.”
After a quick lesson and a few demonstrations, Blue was ready to go. He was very good. Like, as good as Dust. They got competitive. Dust and Blue grinned at each other from a distance and the frisbee flew back and forth with more and more speed. You and Cross carefully backed up out of their way after getting hit too many times with force.
The frisbee never hit the water. It was shot back and forth between to two in friendly silence, grinning like idiots. You don’t think you’d ever seen Dust smile so much.
Just as Blue reeled back his arm again, you noticed color shimmering under the water’s surface between the two competitors.
“Blue, wait, there’s-.” You started.
The frisbee left his hand at the same time Ink’s head shot out of the water.
“Hey, guys! What’s- Ack!” He was hit directly in the face and fell backwards into the water.
“Oh My Stars, Ink!” Blue rushed forward as Dust cackled at the cuttlefish’s misfortune.
“I’m fine!” Ink rubbed at the bridge of his nose. “What was that?”
Blue grabbed the frisbee. “This Thing. I’m So Sorry, Ink. I Shouldn’t Have Thrown It So Hard.”
Dust laughed. “Thrown it harder next time! You might actually shut him up!”
“DUST!!!” Blue looked appalled.
Everyone else laughed.
. . .
This.
This was nice.
You smiled as Blue scolded the boys for laughing.
This life was going to be a good one. And you couldn’t wait to see what it had in store for you.
The End
Thank you so much for sticking with me this long! It has been a long ride and I’ve enjoyed every twist and turn with y’all. I might not write for a little bit, I need to rest these aching fingers, but I will keep posting.
To those who sent asks, they’re coming! I promise! I love every ask I get and will try my best to get them out in a timely manner!
Again thank you all!
We’ve been at this for 2 months now and I’m very proud of where it’s headed.
It might take a while to write and edit the first chapter, so stay tuned!
I’m excited! I hope y’all are too!
Hello everyone just wanted to let you all know that @blinddreams24 and I have been talking a lot and we decided to make a story with our OC'S. It started out just for fun but then grew into something more, so please join Blind and Mal on their adventures.
Fangs & Frost
What started out as Blind and Mal/Mallory hanging out and having fun slowly became something more as time went on. Blind gets a glimpse at Mal’s dark past and Mal discovers that Blind isn’t living the life she acts like she is.
On this journey, we follow these adoptive sisters as they try to free each other from their past.
Oh and Nightmare, Swad, and Nightjar tag along.
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Hello everyone! First post on tumblr ^^
This is a character design or my friend’s ( @idomybest12 ) au. This is afterverse (post-incident) dream or in this au his nickname is phoenix. If you want to know more about them my friend will post more about the au soon.
Spoilers and art for later in the story below cut
The black thing on his left side is his arm, it’s all corrupted/shadowy.
He’s kind of the worst but I still like him ❤️
I'm snowdin right now. Heh, get it. But as soon as I can. Go to the store and buying more materials to make more crochet dolls. So far I have a plan for fell, Swap, And error. But I'm also planning on making nightmare, horror, dust, killer, ect. And I know there's gonna be a few characters that will be on the more difficult side. Dream, for example, his outfit will be a bit hard.
Also I want to make Papyrus (maybe multiple) But I need to figure out how to make the doll taller. Because if I'm gonna make a Papyrus he has to be taller than Sans.
Also once I'm done with the crochet, I also want to make rag dolls. I've already made one rag doll before. And I'd love to make like several. also of aus.
So on TikTok, there's been a very big trend of infection aus. Starting with My Little Pony, but eventually spreading into Trolls and Underverse. But I plan on making my own underverse infection au. I'm already writing out a writer's Bible on how the infection works and how the characters deal with it. And I'll give you all a little hint...this series is gonna be Meta.
Tell me who do you want to see? Because so far the only two characters that I know the definitive outcome of is Ink and Dream.