Nightmare tightened his grip on Stretch's neck. Stretch's expression didn't change in the chokehold, but Nightmare could sense the fear (and still lingering disgust).
Nightmare scanned his face, staring straight into his eyesockets. He let out a pulse of fear, only a quick burst, and dropped Stretch.
He strutted away, leaving Stretch.
----------30 Minutes Later----------
Night sat at his desk, his hands folded in front of him. The tick tick tick of the clock was the only sound. Finally, a quiet hiss rang out. He had sent out Mare to check and see when Stretch had finally fallen asleep.
"He's asleep now. Enjoy~" was all Mare said before slipping back into as a part of Nightmare and drifting off to a stasis state.
A gin stretched across Night's face. The stage of Dreams and Nightmares was waiting for him and he had a few scenes he wanted to play out.
"Revenge time..."
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A Tangled Mess! --Short Story and Drabble Collection
RandomThis is my first time writing here so... hi. Each short is under a category label. If you don't like angst, don't read under that label (and I do, like, hardcore angst sometimes). If you don't want any crack shit, don't read the Incorrect Quotes or...
