Narrator:
'How did we get to this?' Killer questioned himself tiredly.
...
Why don't we take advantage and go a little further back to find out?
~Moments before what happened~
"What are we doing here Mommy?" Crescent questioned confused, being in front of a door of unknown appearance to him.
"You'll see," the assassin stated with a smile, humming a song as he thought about his future plans.
Killer opened the door with his free hand and was pleased to see a clean looking room decorated with tiles on the walls and floor that varied between gray and white, a sink that was near the door with a mirror, the toilet next to it, the view of several shelves with bathroom utensils and a spacious tub that was at the back of the place.
In the castle there were several bathrooms located in different places but none were as large and spacious as this one in particular.
From Crescent's point of view, bath time was total hell for the simple reason that he saw it as absolutely unnecessary.
Why take a bath every day when you can use that time to have fun and do everything you want for the entire day?
Being dirty was proof that he had had fun and he hated with all his might being forced to touch the water to end his fun. Whenever that time of day came around, he would always look for a hiding place to avoid his Uncle Dream's clutches, which sometimes worked and other times he had to submit to the consequences of being in the bathroom for hours. Just thinking about it gave him chills.
Crescent only had the courage to look at his Mother nervously, hoping that what he was planning to do wasn't what he was thinking it was. The only reason to go to the bathroom doesn't exactly have to be to take a shower, right?
It's a pity that the thoughts of the prince of nightmares turned out to be true.
The killer put Crescent down as he entered the bathroom and began to fill the tub with warm water, also adding some bubble shampoo in the hope that the little one would like it too; while he was completely unaware of what was going through the minor's mind.
He remembered the suffering on Crescent's face the night before and hoped that bath would relax him. Something in him told him that Crescent was not a child who cried for the sake of crying, thinking that perhaps there was a deeper reason for him to have such terrifying nightmares.
While Killer continued preparing the bathroom, Crescent wanted to take the opportunity to leave without being noticed but his attempts were instantly discovered for not taking into account the killer's developed senses.
"Where do you think you're going Crescent?" Killer interrupted, easily taking his bony hand.
Those words caused a chill in the minor's bones and that became worse as he felt like he was dragged to the depths of the room, he definitely didn't want to take a bath right after getting up.
"N-nuuuuuu!" He reproached, holding on to the first thing he found and trying to get out of the grip without success.
~Some time later~
"See it wasn't so bad?" The one with black tears spoke, finishing removing the traces of foam on the body of the smaller one.
Crescent did not pay much attention to his words, being very entertained by bursting several bubbles that were flying freely around the place. He consider for the first time that the experience he had had in this bathroom had been pleasant, leaving him bewildered as to why.
If he thought about it, he had no reason to hate taking a bath and his uncle Dream wasn't mean to him at all either, but...
In a certain way...
He felt alone...
Crescent understood that he couldn't monopolize all of his uncle's attention and yet, the simple fact of knowing that Lux had his Mom and he didn't made him feel lonely. One of the reasons he hated bath time was the fact that he was left to fend for himself in the bathtub while his uncle Dream lovingly bathed his cousin.
He had to admit that he himself had warned him several times that he could bathe without help but surely his real mother would have insisted a little more or would have bathed him even though he refused, just like he had done just now...
He didn't completely know what a real Mother should be like, having only as a reference how his uncle behaves with Lux or what he has read in various books, but there was one thing he was sure of, his Mom's presence was more than enough to make him happy.
"Is that a smile I see?" Killer asked playfully, poking Crescent's cheekbones carefully.
"Y-you're wrong!" He shook his head embarrassedly, pushing away his Mother's bony fingers while turning his head away.
"I'll pretend to believe you, Hehe" Killer replied, retaining his playful tone.
Having finished removing the traces of foam on Crescent's body, Killer proceeded to get up to take two towels from one of the shelves, leaving himself unprotected from the minor's counterattack.
"You can't catch me!" Crescent shouted, pushing Killer without much force and running towards the exit with nothing on and being wet.
"Wha-" Before he could say any words Crescent had already left the bathroom quickly.
"This kid..."
With no other option, Killer took the two towels and put one on so he wouldn't be running around the castle naked like the younger one, holding the other one for his future plans for when he will catch the elusive little mouse.
~Currently~
'Don't think you'll be able to escape my little naughty boy' Killer said to himself internally, thinking about how to corner him and end this game of catch.
Inadvertently, Crescent entered through the door that gave access to the kitchen and in order to catch him, Killer accelerated his pace and entered without checking his surroundings.
"Pfff-! *cough!* *cough!*" Someone was heard reacting, trying to take a breath in surprise, wiping some of the coffee he had spilled from his mouth with his hand.
The sudden sound caused Killer to not see that he was going to step on a patch of wet ground and he slipped without warning, closing his sockets to wait for the blow.
"..."
'What? Why don't I feel pain?' Killer asked himself as he didn't feel the impact with the hard ground that he expected.
"Are you OK?" Asked the nightmare that was holding the killer's body with one hand, having prevented Killer from falling on his back.
The position they were in was a little uncomfortable as they could feel each other's breathing close to the other. The towel that Killer was wearing was somewhat loosened by the sudden movement and when Nightmare looked down he could see part of the skeleton's naked body, causing a blush to appear on both of their cheekbones.
Before separating and putting an end to that embarrassing moment, Killer remembered something he could have done from the beginning...
Teleport
Realizing his stupidity, the assassin wasted no time and teleported behind Crescent who had been watching the situation hidden behind an armchair.
He arranged his own towel and used the other towel he had in his hands to wrap the little one up and carry him like a sack of potatoes.
"I apologize for the inconvenience Boss, I hope you have a good day and that you can pretend that nothing just happened, with nothing more to say, Goodbye!" He spoke quickly, teleporting before the older could say a word.
After that scenario, Nightmare spent the day in his office doing paperwork while Killer and Crescent spent their time together.
At dinner time, the nightmare and the killer avoided seeing each other face to face throughout, ending the day with a feeling of mutual discomfort.
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