Nightmare’s walked into Ccino’s cat cafe suddenly, so suddenly in fact that Ccino didn’t even notice that the King had entered.

..It was especially busy today, and of course Nightmare wanted to see Ccino struggle. As per usual. It wasn’t the first time, and certainly wouldn’t be the last.

As Ccino kept running around after people, trying to keep up the usually polite smile, Nightmare snickered at his efforts. Nightmare was reading a book, enjoying the chaos currently going on around him.

Until suddenly, a scolding hot coffee landed on his outfit, eliciting his tendrils to spike defensively like a cat. The tendril wraps around Ccino’s arm tightly, now registering in Nightmare’s mind that Ccino had tripped and spilled it all over his book.

“Watch where you’re going!” He snapped unintentionally at the smaller.