Dream entered his livingroom with a tin tray, of which carried two steaming mugs of hot cocoa. He gently sat the tray onto the coffee table as he sat down with a sigh, reaching to retrieve his mug and hand the retired guardian his. Negative being blinked at the sight, his pinpricks following dream's movements as he looked down at the mug. After some thought, he accepted the offering, wasn't much he could do after all that had happened in the previous days.
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Silence. The guardians sat in silence as dream sipped his hot cocoa and the fire crackled and sputtered behind them. Dream had decided to light the fireplace, since after withering out in the snow, Night needed a moment to dethaw.
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Nightmare stared into his beverage as the marshmallows began to melt, swirling a lighter tone throughout the drink. He was lost in thought, only to be interrupted by the lighter.
"...Care to explain? "