"The stars are pretty." Dream commented with a small smile, a soft hush that broke the comfortable silence. Here in outertale, Error had got them to, he sat on the edge of the cliff, his grin softened, as he glanced back at the Guardian.

"1t i-s." His voice came glitchy and uneven, something Dream had always been familiar with. Their thoughts drifted as they focused on the stars above, unbeknownst to the storm brewing near.

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In the Anti-void he sat in the middle of it, hands on a particular object he found interesting. Right now, no Ink, no rainbow squid to fight, no destroying, no nothing. It was solace and him. And when he thought it was over,

He felt someone was here.

Watching him.

And if the feeling and aura of negativity didn't give it away, he turned his head, his mismatched pupils zeroing on a figure right behind him. He expected someone else, he didn't have interest in him.

Nightmare.

"Missed me?" His voice cool and sinister. His very presence screamed unkind. But to him, for some reason, he kept coming back in the Anti-void. As if showing himself off. Though, quite often he would either be dealt with Ink, or Error himself (which doesn't seem to happen anymore. More like he didn't want to try.)

Error felt a goopy tentacle grace over his torso.

He growled, his frame glitching, as he smacked him away. "W-wheres y-y0ur b-roth3r."

Nightmare withdrew, a frown graced his features, tilting his head, "Always the sunshine."

But his grin came back, he leaned in, his voice condensing. "Don't you have enough time with him?" Then he straightened.

Stepping back, "I came to offer,"

"Y0u @lways d-do."

"Join my team."

Error narrowed his eyes, this was a offer he heard countless times from him. Obviously, he rejects every single one. "N0."

Nightmare frowned again, then without warning, a tentacle wrapped around Error's middle languidly, before pulling him close. The goop could've stained his cloak. As mismatched pupils met one sharp cyan pupil.