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Last Bicker

Summary:

Nightmare and Dream are against eachother, one final time.

They weren’t expecting it to be the one last time.

It wasn’t supposed to be the last.

Notes:

This fic was written based on a prompt I wrote a long time ago !

The italics are nightmare’s quotes and poni of view. I might change that…

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Breathless.

 

It hurts. Keep going ! Dream, you’re almost there ! So why is it so hard to keep balance. This isn’t how this should’ve gone.

« BROTHER ! » , the golden guardian hurled through the battlefield, magic opposing, soul hurting.

« DREAM. » Nightmare told in return, booming. The arrows nearing his silhouette were rapidly multiplying, as best as he did.

They were both so tired.

Tired of an endless fight, of an endless grudge, one begging for a chance to change it all, the other for the wish of ending it all.

Dream shoot yet one more arrow, his big brother yet another tentacle.

Nightmare tendril almost reached its prey, while his opponent’s hand was nearing reaching his.

The fight went on, yelling, lost promises and endless cursing.

It was long, almost like it last a hundred or years. Nightmare was getting tired. Dream would never allow tears to roll down his cheeks.

And then…

It was not supposed to actually reach him.

 

It’s almost like he regretted it, for a moment.

Tendrils going through a shiny object, arrow reaching the target.

Was it truly an accident ?

Dream mouth gaped open in pain, Nightmare screeched while wriggling the extension of his curse, fighting against a fate he could never win to.

The moon fell on the earth ; the sun transcended the sky.

The guardian ran to the fallen moon, who had let his body rest against missing grass on a desolated ground.

« Brother ? Nightmare !! »

The long gone golden child hesitated only one moment, a fraction of second before reaching out and touching the body laying almost, peacefully now.

“NIGHT !! Oh no no… Night do you—“ Dream violently coughed, his world turning upside down.

Did he just fell ? That was probable. His hands burned from his brother’s goop, his soul was slowly being sucked out of any energy it had left, hole unable to be refilled.. no ! It couldn’t end like this, he just had to…

“Dr—eam.”

Dream tried to prop himself up. Without success.

“Night.. I’m so sorry.” He hiccuped, wiping away the golden tears forming on the corner of his eyes, the eye sockets starting to burn too.

“Just shut.. up.. let me speak— listen without one of your heroic speech for once..”

Nightmare voice was low, almost like a whisper.

Dream couldn’t see as well as before — was it the tears, the corrosion ? He wasn’t sure.

“…” Dream choked on another sob, hundred of years and it was all slowly coming out.

“It’s.. alright. I don’t- we don’t have much time, Dream.”

Nightmare voice was shaky. The liquid surrounding what could be bones of a beloved one was leaking into the ground, Dream clenched his teeth to not scream in pain.

 

“I’m sorry.”

Dream turned his head towards Nightmare.

“I’m sorry.”

He echoed back.

They both stands as such, in silence. So many words left unsaid, and yet it was if those two words could mean all of them.

Dream can feel his eyes closing, reaching out a hand to his older brother.

“Brother ?”

There was no answer.

“Are — are you still here ?”

He called out once again, a bit more desperate.

“I’m so sorry, please come back.”

He cried, his arm melting away, unlike his sorrows.

He saw it, that little purple light, while closing his eyes.

Dream knew it was time to go, where the sun shines and the moon brighten the sky.

As such, he closed his eyes.

‘I hope…’

The sentence was never finished, both laying there in the grass who never seemed as greener as the time back then.

So many remorse, vengeful acts, it was almost unbelievable it had all ended here much time after.

 

Maybe they could be together, in another life ? 

Notes:

I might write a second chapter where Dream survive, I feel like it’d ruin the whole thing though !