Why is he trying so hard with me?
Why does he care?
Does he like it when I'm weak?
No. I pushed the thoughts out of my head.
If you care, you get hurt. Simple. Don't care.
I held Killer in a tight hug. His eyes were still blank, but I still held on.
"I'm not giving up on you," I murmured, more to myself then Killer. "I believe in you. We can get through this. You're the strongest person I know."
Killer shuffled slightly.
"You hungry, sweetheart?"
Killer was still unmoving. I sighed and got up and walked into the other room. I threw eggs in a pan and chucked some bread in the toaster. Weariness slowed every movement. I heard my phone buzz. A text.
Dream: Heya bro... Heard from Cross Horror died...
I raised an eyebrow and quickly typed a response.
NM: No? Horror's fine?
Dream: oh. Crossy must have got it wrong.
NM: hey dream?
NM: Can you come to Killer's place? I need you
NM: thx bro
I put down the phone and put the eggs and toast onto a plate. A notification came up on my phone for a random number texting me.
NM: who is this
???: That's not important.
NM: umm, yes it is
NM: think you got the wrong number
???: Is this nightmare
???: Then I got the right number.
NM: what do you want and who are you
???: I'm just here to warn you
NM: oh gee a random stranger here to warn me
???: About Horror.
???: He's supposed to be dead. He shouldn't have Determination. But he did. He can't return to Horrortale.
NM: why not
???: Go there. See for yourself.
NM: I'm blocking you this is weird as heck
Well, that wasn't disturbing at all. Dream burst through the door.
"BROTHER OF MINE," He yelled, making me laugh.
"Hello, Dream." I answered.
"Need your help,"
"What do you need me to do?"
I reached into my pocket and brought out a black apple. Dream looked at it, shocked.
"You kept one?"
"Sure. Because it can be turned gold again. If someone with good intentions for a gold apple touches it, it will comply."
"I didn't know that! Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because neither of our intentions were ever good enough,"
"I'm gonna give a golden apple to Killer so he'll be alright." I said, my hand placed on top of the black surface of the apple.
"I'm gonna give a golden apple to Killer so my brother can be happy," Dream murmured.
"It didn't work?" Dream raised an eyebrow.
Because Killer needs to touch it too."
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Maybe I Care- Horror x DustFanfiction
(Cover by 12Keanna) So I was browsing Wattpad as usual, messing around reading bootiful fanfics when a certain pair of delinquents popped into my brain. I searched 'Horrordust' and got an unsatisfactory number of results. So here I am, on a crusade...