Arthur saw the violet fire, reaching the heavens, erasing air itself. It was destructive as always.
Then he heard something, no he felt it.
His hatred sense is scratching in his mind. Arthur looked around in confusion, there was nothing. Then the sense slowed, like a rhythm, like a language.
Then he woke up, and Sunny was holding him down, with obvious worry in his eyes. Arthur slowly got up, purring on some clothes.
Then he turned to Sunny.
"Why are you in my room" He more commanded than questioned.
Sunny slightly stepped back, giving Arthur space.
Gulping he began his explanation.
"Well, it's been around two days. I asked around for you; apparently, no cameras caught you on them. I figured I would look for clues here."
He explained, a nervous smile forming on his pale face.
Arthur nodded, "I see, well, you need anything?"
Sunny shook his head in a negative, "just wanted to check on you, and I'm glad I did".
Arthur paused, his mind slowly waking up.
"Wait you said two days?",
Sunny nodded. Arthur let out a breath of confusion and frustration, 'How can this be happening?? His mind raced for conclusions, but he found only one, and he did not like it.
'Could it be somehow connected to the second nightmare? Surely not, Arthur decided to play it safe, though.
"Hey, Sunny?" He continued at the nod, "Mind looking something up for me?"
Sunny's brow raised, but he nodded nonetheless.
"Great, I need you to look up all the possible ways to get into a nightmare".
Sunny stared for a while, then a small grin formed.
"This might require compensation", Arthur just sighed and nodded.
[A/N: I won't lie, guys, I'm brute forcing writing the fic, honestly, brute forcing everything. I just feel like going to bed and not getting up.
But oh well, y'all deserve a chapter.]
Pls leave powerstones I need them (not an addiction)
Thanks for reading and support!