Snow fell lightly as Classic stood among the trees. His jacket offered little warmth, not that he cared. Empty sockets watched the false sky above, the forest engulfed in an eerie silence. The silence was the only comfort at times. Beside the constant voices within his own mind, he enjoyed the peaceful air within the forest. Most avoided it, but he welcomed the isolation with open arms. If he was forced to lose his friends and remain alone, he didn't wish for anyone... Well, almost anyone.

He shifted his gaze the moment he heard heavy footsteps. A smile crested his expression as his sockets regained their pinpricks. A gentle sigh left him as he focused on his guest. One red eye watched him, hands pulling him into a hug. He welcomed the embrace, his soul fluttering slightly. Horror and the other's were the only one's he desired to be near. The only ones not deceived and ignorant to the truth.

"You seem tired Classic..." Horror's words were soft as he pulled away. The dark spots had become painfully obvious. No lie could hide it.

"I've just been struggling to sleep, that's all." There was a long silence before Horror nodded. He leaned beside Classic, his hand snaking into Classic's. A chuckle fell from both as Classic leaned against Horror. "What made you visit today?"

"It's been a month, so we figured someone needed to check on you. We all hate what Ink is doing, but we also can't exactly stop him. I'm sorry you have to be alone for so long..." Warm tears trailed Classic's skull as he shook his head. His smile was faltering as sorrow washed over him. Horror noticed, his arms pulling him close once more. He held him tight, comforting him as sobs filled the once silent forest. "I'm so sorry..."

"Why me? Why did I have to be stuck in this hell?"

"Your Au finally reached pacifist, correct?" Classic nodded, Horror stepping back slightly. "I know a way to cheer you up! How about we go get food and head back to your place for a movie night!"

"I'd love that Horror... Thank you!" Classic sniffed slightly as he wiped at the tears. Horror waited patiently until Classic was settled. Gently grasping his hand, he pulled him from the forest and toward Grillby's. The bartender was a true friend to Classic. Never had he rated out Nightmare's group. Horror was sure Grillby understood Classic's pain, which led to him aiding the group rather than turning on them. It made things easier, that was for sure.

Slipping into Grillby's, Classic took the first seat on the end of the bar. Horror sat beside him as Grillby gave a friendly wave. He waved in response, his gaze falling onto Classic. He head rested on the table as he looked at the alcohol on display.

"You okay?" Classic glanced toward him before shaking his head.

"No... I want this to stop!" Horror sighed as he gave the signal for the normal to Grillby. He gave a short nod before disappearing momentarily.

"I wish there was something we could do..." Classic turned to face Horror. He gave a soft smile before speaking low. His voice sounded desperate.

"Can we have the movie night at the castle... With everyone else?" The question drew a concerned look, but Horror quickly smiled.

"If that's what you want, than sure! After we eat, I'll get Error to portal us to the castle. Any idea on a movie?" Classic smirked before winking toward Horror.

"How about a Horror movie!" There was laughter between the two as a burger and bottle of ketchup was placed before them. Horror greedily ate the burger, Classic content with his ketchup. They cracked jokes and spoke the entire time. It was the first time in a while that Classic felt alive.

Horror had been the first to finish, both rising from the bar. Classic held the ketchup bottle as they left, giving a quick goodbye to Grillby. Outside, the cold air bit at Classic as he shivered slightly. Horror noticed, his hands gently placing his coat around Classic.

"Aren't you gonna get cold?" Horror shrugged, his gaze shifting upward.

"Don't worry about it. The others would kill me if you got sick, ya know?" Classic chuckled as they slipped back into the forest. Horror glanced toward Classic as he pulled a string from his pocket. Snapping it, he watched a portal appear before them. Error slipped through, his gaze meeting Classic's. He gave a soft smile, his eyebrow slightly raised.

"Thought you'd bring him home, not to the creepy woods." Horror frowned before Classic spoke up.

"I wanted to have a movie night with you all!" His smile was bright at the sentence, Error feeling himself crumble at the cuteness. Sighing, he glanced toward Horror.

"What if Ink visits while he's out? What do we do then?" No one truly knew when Ink would visit. It was a big risk sneaking Classic out, but his appearance gave the impression that anymore time alone could become taxing. Frowning, Error allowed them to enter. Classic gave a soft chuckle before slipping through with Horror, the portal closing behind Error. He felt he'd regret the decision later.

On the other side Classic was greeted by multiple eyes. He gave a soft smile as Nightmare gave a questioning look. Killer looked thrilled as he leapt over the couch and gave Classic a hug. Dust was surprised, but gave a welcoming smile. There was a long silence as Horror and Error moved toward the couch, Classic following. Killer had returned to his spot as Nightmare spoke up.

"You know what you're doing, correct?" The question was directed to Classic. He sighed before sitting on Horror's lap. Leaning into him, he nodded slowly.

"I don't really care anymore. I want one night for myself, no one else!" Nightmare chuckled before his tentacle pressed lightly to Classic's head.

"I understand. Sorry for questioning you. I'm glad you're here with us, so make yourself comfortable." Classic chuckled as Horror grinned, his voice raised slightly.

"He already did! On My Lap!" His tone was laced in joy, the others giving brief glares.

"He wanted a movie night originally with Horror, but decided he wanted us all around. Can't blame him honestly." They all nodded in unison as Killer stood. He smirked before hurrying over toward the movie shelf. Snatching one, he secretly put it in. Classic gave a confused look before speaking up.

"What are we watching?" Killer shrugged before taking his seat once more.

The couch only fit five, so at some point into the movie Classic found his legs resting over the others. He had made it barely half way before exhaustion overwhelmed him. Killer had noticed, his hands tapping Nightmare's shoulder. He quickly glanced over before understanding. Carefully Killer rose from the couch, his hands gently picking up Classic. His eyes were closed and gentle snores filled the living room. They all watched as Killer slowly walked away, most returning to the movie.

He slipped into a spare bedroom before approaching the bed. Gently Killer placed Classic on the mattress. Tucking him beneath the blankets, he turned to leave only to stop in his tracks. Hands held his arm as he turned to look at Classic. Tears were racing down his skull as Killer frowned slightly. He took a seat before trailing a hand over Classic's Cheek.

"What's wrong Classic?" He gave a soft sniffle before holding Killer's arm tighter.

"Don't leave me... Not tonight!" There was a warmth in Killer's soul as he smiled.

"Of course. I won't leave you Classic." Without hesitation he snuck beneath the covers, Classic drawing closer. He snuggled close, his head pressed to Killer's chest. Classic's breathing calmed slightly as Killer trailed fingers along the back of Classic's skull. He spoke low, lulling him deep into slumber. "It's alright Classic. I'm right here, so sleep. Good night Classy."