《| Can't escape the nightmares~| !!YANDERE Nightmare sans x female reader~❤!!》Chapter 6 ~A deathly mesage~ 📝
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...and these skeletons were Ink and Classic. 'Where is Dream and Blue?' I thought and looked at Ink and Classic with a sad face. Both of them were badly hurt. On the one hand I was happy that they were alive but on the other hand I was worryed about Dream and Blue.
Then suddenly Ink fell on the ground . He fainted because of his low HP.
"INK!!!!!!" I screamed as I ran towards him. I pulled his head on my lap.
I was scared. Scared that he might die.
Heaventale Sans and Papyrus ran to us with a first aid kit . They lifted Ink and carryed him to the couch , then layed him down. Classic sat down on a chair and got healed from haven Papyrus.
I got nervous. "Sans where are Dream and Bluebarry?"
His eye sockets got pitch black. He sighed and shoke his head.
"I'm sorry kid , I think Dream cloudn't make it and we cloudn't find Blueberry... sorry"He awnsered.
I gasped and started to cry. Then I looked at Ink still crying. Heaven Sans comforted me a little bit by whiping my tears off of my face and gave me a hug.
"I-Is Ink*hick* going t-to *hick* be okay *sniff*?" I asked
"Yep"He answered
I just nodded and tryed to smile. Still Thinking about Ink,Dream and Bluebarry.
~💙 Classic Sans pov 💙~
>\Five hours later/
I tried to sleep on heaven Sans' bed, but I couldn't. 'Maybe I'll go get some ketchup and then try again to sleep' I thought. I got out of the bed.
Suddenly I heared a knock on the door.
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:)
-"Hehehe who's there ?"
-". . . . . ."
-"Guess you're not into ny "
-". . . . . . . . . . . . ."
-"*sigh* Wellp..."
I opened the door and found a latter...
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I grabed the latter and ran downstairs to Ink and showed it to him.
Both of us then looked to (Y/N)'s sleeping form on the couch.
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I'm so sorry guys I heven't uploaded in weeks because I had to practice for a test.😟
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