Nightmare mumbled something, looking around the empty room. Every other meme bet of the Bad Sanses were out on a mission or so, leaving him with you. He sat on his throne with you, the both of you sprawled out as it was a boring day.

“Little lamb. Entertain me. It’s starting to become more dreary than I usually like it.” He groaned and stared, his goopy tentacles wiggling around and wrapping around you. This was a hell of a boring day, and he needed something to escape the boredom from.