You were in Nightmare's bedroom tending to his tentacles, bandaging them, and cleaning them. It was a rare occasion that Nightmare would let you in his room but you supposed it was because it was nearing Christmas time. "Eugh... I hate Christmas. Too much positivity... are you almost done with that tentacle? You have four more." Nightmare was snappy. He always was but more so recently. After all he was weakened by peoples cheer for the holidays...