~Crimson~ >horrordust<

Chapter 1

The living room was noisy as always. Cross was harassing Nightmare, who yelled at him in return. Error had the TV volume up to max so he could hear it over the two. And Killer, well, he was off in his own world dancing on the coffee table, which caused Nightmare to stop yelling at Cross momentary to tell at him to get down.

Dust and Horror, who were the only ones not participating in the noise making, decided it'd be best to leave the room. Thus, Dust scooped his lover into his arms and made his way towards the stairs. "Dude, you're gonna drop me, put me down." "I will not drop you, so no, I'm not putting you down."

Horror rolled his single eye light and wrapped his arms round the hooded skeleton's neck trying not  to fall from his arms. Once the couple arrived to their bedroom, Dust set the slightly short skeleton on the bed and laid down next to him.

There was a comfortable silence as the lovers rested on the bed in each other's arms. Sadly, the sweet moment ended as Horror launched himself from the bed and into the bathroom.

Dust hopped from his position to go to his lover, who was sitting on the floor in front of the toilet, vomiting. This wasn't the first time Horror had to run to a bathroom, it'd been going on for a little under a month now, so Dust was used to this.

Grabbing and wetting a washrag, the taller help his partner by wiping the excess vomit from around his mouth.

"How long is gonna last? I'm getting tired of this..." Horror once again vomited into the toilet. With a sigh Dust wiped his mouth again, "I read online it only lasts about a month, so it'll be over soon." "Oh thank god!"

Once Horror finished throwing up his insides, he sat against the wall and lifted his shirt to look at his stomach, more specifically, the small soul the was growing there. "What do you think will happen when the others find out, we can't hide this forever..." "I don't know.... but for now," Dust put his hand to the pregnant skele's stomach, "let's relax,"

"DUST! HORROR! GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE!"

Nightmare's voice boomed through the castle, making the pair jump. "Well, guess we should get going, c'mon Horror" Said skeleton grabbed put his shirt back down into cover his stomach and took Dust's hand. In a flash, Dust teleport them both to the living room where Error sat on the couch, channel flipping. "L1ving R00m."

With a huff, Dust once again teleported them, this time, to the correct room, where they were met with Nightmare's glare.

"Yes Boss?"

"Don't 'yes boss' me! Something is going on with you two and I want to know!"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, the way you've been acting. You've been acting weird!"

"In what way?"

Nightmare let out a growl, Dust was such a nuisance. His single eye drifted from the smart ass to Horror, he didn't say anything in response to Nightmare's questioning, normally, he'd just answer immediately so he could leave. Even if Dust started talking back to the king, Horror usually interrupted him.

A goopy tentacle reached out and grabbed Horror's arm, pulling him toward Nightmare. "Well? Are you going answer me?" Horror couldn't help but be afraid, the last time he was ever grabbed like this by Nightmare, he ended up being thrown into the wall.

The king narrower his eye, "You're not pregnant, are you?" Horror shook his head, body trembling in Nightmare's grip. "Good, because if you were, I'd kill that little shit before it's even born."

Nightmare threw Horror to the ground. The ladder instantly scrambled to his feet the rush over to Dust, who quickly teleported then once again, this time, to their room.