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Surprise Party (Dream and Nightmare birthday special)

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This is based on an RP with Jay (I think you are all starting to become familiar with them). This takes place in a timeline where Dream grew a braincell and stopped chasing Nightmare.

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Warnings: none

Ships: Meme Squad Poly, Drueswap

Synopsis: Dream sighed again, longing for the untouched cup of coffee that was waiting for him in his office as he pushed the door open. At first, he saw nothing but darkness.

As he was about to turn around and ask Ink what was going on before the lights suddenly turned on and loud pop sounds erupted from all around the room as several figures leaped from a made-up giant table on which lay an equally massive cake.

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“Where are we going?” Dream asked, confused out of his mind as Ink pulled on his sleeve, dragging him down the corridor toward the cafeteria. The halls were strangely empty, the few staff members standing guard paying no attention to them besides a nod of a greeting.

Everyone had been acting odd ever since the first hour of the morning and Dream was starting to suspect that something was stirring up in the depths of the Justice Reigns’ headquarters and he had no idea if it was supposed to be a good thing or not.

Ink kept pulling him further into the halls. “Somewhere.”

“And the reason?”

“Boss, respectfully, shut the fuck up.” Dream sighed deeply at the sentence, shoving down the seed of irritation that threatened to blossom in his chest. Getting angry at Ink would do little good.

They were approaching the cafeteria’s imposing wooden doors now. He at least hoped that whatever was in there was worth his time, a terrifying amount of paperwork was still waiting for him in his office, and he would like to be done with it as soon as possible to rid himself of some work.

He could really use some sleep.

At last, Ink finally released his sleeve and stopped in front of the doors. Dream also froze to avoid bumping into him, dusting his jacket. He raised an eyebrow as he noticed his subordinate staring at him.

“What is it?” Ink gestured toward the door.

“Open it.” Dream crossed his arms around his chest, still perplexed as to what Ink was thinking.

“Can’t you do it yourself?” Ink rolled his eyes as he stepped away from the door.

“What, are you scared?” He lightly tapped his back to push him closer to the door handle. “It’s a door Boss, it’s not going to bite you in the ass.”

Dream sighed again, longing for the untouched cup of coffee that was waiting for him in his office as he pushed the door open. At first, he saw nothing but darkness.

Confetti were released in the air as a chorus of “Happy Birthday!” came forth from most of the silhouettes’ mouths who Dream soon identified as Nightmare, Error, Cross (the only one who did not yell that), Blue and Kevin, sitting on Nightmare’s head.

A Happy Birthday banner also appeared in his field of vision, having descended from ceiling, and now hung there, right in front of the cake.

Ink walked past him and took a confetti shooter, triggering it at least three seconds after everyone else. He kept trying to reignite again but to no avail, the toy being thrown somewhere else in the room now that it was empty and useless.

Dream blinked awkwardly. “We are celebrating a birthday today? Why did no one tell me?”

“...” Blue facepalmed, looking beyond disappointed.

“I told you guys he was stupid!” Cross exclaimed, letting himself fall on the first chair he found.

“Can you really not remember whose birthday it is today?” Error asked incredulously, his eyes wide open.

Dream scratched his neck. “Well, I know it’s Nightmare’s birthday today, but it doesn’t make sense if he’s here, does it?”

Said man seemed surprised by the fact he had not forgotten about him, his heart a little warmer now however he quickly masked his real feeling with an exaggerated sigh. “Oh my god, Dream, who shares my birthday?”

He rested his chin on his hand in thought before realization suddenly hit him. “Oh...”

“Idiot.” Nightmare shook his head in disappointment.

“How can you even forget your own birthday, angel?” Blue raised an eyebrow, for once looking perplexed, but then again it was hard to tell if he was being genuine or not.

“Because he’s a dumb fuck, that’s why.” Cross rolled his eye as Error stepped on his foot, making the latter yelp.

“Agh, why?!” Dream ignored him altogether, preferring to shrug at Blue’s question.

“Maybe it’s because I haven’t celebrated it in a while, I can’t remember when the last time something like this happened.” Somehow, Dream only noticed Nightmare climbing on top of a table when the latter’s hand struck on top of his head.

Dream yelped, turning around with wide eyes.

He came face to face with an unimpressed Nightmare, whose hand quickly retracted back to his side. “That’s such a lame excuse!” For good measure, he hit Dream again. “I haven’t celebrated it either, but I didn’t forget it.”

Dream sighed as he moved away from the table to avoid giving Nightmare any funny idea. He did not want to be stuck being hit by an army of plastic ducks again. “I cannot give an explanation to this I am afraid, but even so, there was no need for you to call my explanation lame and even less hit me over that. When did you even get over there?”

While Nightmare was distracting him, Blue and Error soon got into position as the former swiftly and quietly moved to the door Ink closed a few moments ago, turning the key in the lock. Meanwhile, Error was preparing an anti-magic barrier, doing his best not to be noticed, still without Dream’s knowledge.

“None of your business.” Nightmare rolled his eyes. “And let me give you the explanation, I’m just better.” Dream decided to ignore the comment altogether.

He lowered his head and suddenly took notice of a ridiculously bright cone hat in Nightmare’s hands, a yellow one, that spelled out “HAPPY BRITHDAY!” in an equally ridiculous font. How could a font be qualified as ridiculous? He did not know either, it simply gave him that impression.

Needless to say, he was not quite happy about what the presence of that hat implied.

Nightmare seemed to notice Dream’s sudden drop of mood and a wide grin stretched his lips as he held up the hat in his hands higher, almost teasingly. “Oh, you’ve finally noticed my little buddy, Ey?”

Dream rubbed his forehead with his hands, trying to assess how screwed he was if he failed to escape whatever embarrassing scheme Nightmare was trying to pull him into, not knowing he had already fallen into it.

“Please, do not tell me you are counting on me to wear this... garment.” He made a grimace as he spoke the last word, a grimace that Cross made sure to catch in the highest setting possible. Today was a good day for him, that much was obvious.

The expression on Nightmare’s face only seemed to confirm that he too was having a wonderful time. “Oh Dream, you’re speaking as if you had any choice in the matter.”

“That is not happening.” he stated, moving toward the door. His hand gripped the door handle but instead of twisting and tracing his way out, it stayed stubbornly still. He frowned and tried again, only to get the same result.

“...” He turned back to the rest and noticed Blue flapping his eyelids at him in a false innocent manner. He heaved in a heavy sigh, noticing on the way the barrier that has been placed in the room.

Nightmare waited patiently for the other to say something, the hat in his hands only seeming to grow more ridiculous the more Dream looked at it.

Finally, he braved himself into trying the impossible.

“... Can’t we talk about this?” Nightmare snickered in response.

“Talk about you agreeing easily before I make you? Of course!” He cheerfully skipped away toward him and raised his arms.

Meanwhile, the four others were having the time of their lives watching the scene unfold of the most prominent figure in the entire multiverse being bullied by his childhood friend who was 8 inches shorter than said figure. As all good audience members did, they commented on the action happening in front of them.

“They so missed spending time together like this.” Error said almost flatly as he sipped on some coffee, already eyeing the coffee machine in the corner and visualizing their next encounter.

“That much is obvious.” Blue shook his head with a small smile. “It’s a real shame angel boy had been in so much denial. This could have happened earlier if he had just accepted his feelings as they were.”

“Yeah, I haven’t seen Nightmare have this much fun in a long time.” Cross agreed, cheering on said man from the side.

“Even Boss is acting a bit playful.” Ink retorted, for some reason hanging on the ceiling. When had he gotten there? No one knows.

“By the way, what have you gotten them?” Blue suddenly brought up, a small smile on his face.

Cross and Error exchanged a look before turning back to the small group that was formed while Nightmare was in the process of forcing Dream on his knees to forcibly attach the birthday hat to his head while threatening to stick it with glue if the other tried to get it off.

Oh, it seems like he is trying to guilt trip him into it too... Anyway.

“Well, we-” Cross began before he was immediately cut off.

“Did you guys get a gift without stealing anything this time?” Ink asked, one finger in his ear seeming unbothered by the odd look Blue was giving him on the side. “Boss threw a fit last time, and I don’t fancy getting my ears ranted on again.”

“We got it by totally legitimate means.” Error crossed his arms around his chest. “Besides, most of our gift was made by our hands.”

“Even if that would have been pretty funny to see bird boy raging about that...” Cross yelped as Error suddenly elbowed him in the ribs, somehow forgetting about his fear of touch. Or he had gotten comfortable enough to be able to do that, who knows?

“Oh? How weird, even I am starting to become curious now.”

“Such a shame, seems like you’re going to have to find out what it is like everyone else.” Error replied smugly with a smile that was so uncharacteristically arrogant that Cross raised an eyebrow. However, that seemed to tick off Ink who turned toward Blue.

“Don’t make me beat the answer out of you.” Blue frowned.

“I did not even utter a word, why must I always be targeted when one needs intel on a subject?” Ink deadpanned at him.

“Because you suck and definitely know the answer.”

“I cannot deny that but still that seems to be quite the tyrannical way to be informed of things, especially for a Justice Reigns executive.” The discussion would have taken quite a tragic turn if not for Nightmare and Dream finally returning from their dilemma.

Dream looked seconds away from running his sword through his chest while Nightmare looked like the happiest man alive. Ah, the wonders of old age.

“What are you guys talking about over there?” Cross shrugged.

“The gifts we have chosen for you guys. Well, at least that was the original topic. Ink has been threatening to beat Blue up to know what we got you.” Dream, hearing this, gave Ink a pointed look to which the latter retorted that the lecture that would soon fall from his lips would have no effect on him due to his ridiculous attire.

Meanwhile, Nightmare’s eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, you idiots got me a gift?” Cross eyed him like he was crazy.

“Duh?? What kind of boyfriends would we be if we did not even get you a gift for your birthday?”

Dream raised an eyebrow. “Wait, you three are dating?”

“I thought it was obvious.” Nightmare simply replied. “But anyway, I’m curious now, what did you guys get?”

“Aren’t gifts supposed to be given after eating the cake?”

“Aren’t best friends supposed to go at each other’s throats for a whole ass century?”

Dream hummed. “Fair point.”

“Besides we aren’t even supposed to be alive so who cares about the traditions really?” Cross nodded in approval as he got up to get the gift.

{Done enough with Jay to continue this storyline for a year or two sooo I am afraid you will get to know the continuation of this shot next year (yes, I am evil). Toodles~}

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