Stretch always knew that this would happen eventually. He always knew that one day... Blue would be gone. It was all thanks to the one day Stretch had followed his little brother into the woods and saw Nightmare for the first time. He looked intimidating, sure. Stretch was ready to put him down if anything funny happened- but... Nightmare seemed more skittish than anything. He'd reminded Stretch of a wounded animal or child. Only Blue could really reach him. So he watched his bro do that. Gain Nightmare's trust, befriend him, let him go. Sometimes, his bro left for days at a time, but he always came back well cared for. Stretch liked Nightmare, believe it or not. The one he didn't trust was Ink. Ink and Dream had come out of nowhere, too. Stretch knew there had been something off about Blue, and Nightmare hadn't so much as tried to check on him. He didn't know if they had a falling out and tried to be there for his brother. Then Blue randomly joined Ink and Dream to stop Nightmare. It had made no sense. Stretch tried to talk him out of the Star Sanses, but Blue was stubborn.

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Stretch put out the cigarette as he gazed over that old clearing where they'd met so long ago. Nightmare had come to him before it happened. Stretch had been so surprised to see Nightmare sipping some coffee in his kitchen. Nightmare explained to Stretch about the spell and how he would be breaking it soon. How Blue would probably be away for a long time while he tried to readjust back into his life with the "Bad Sanses". It was the one and only time he ever got to talk to Nightmare face to face. The tall skeleton sighed as he started to head back home. He was worried, but he knew Night would take good care of Blue. One of them would update him eventually on what the hell was going on. ("stretch?") "str-ret-ch?" The lanky traffic cone jolted and turned to face a skeleton he'd never met before. Judging by the glitched monster's LV, though... ("nightmare  asked me to bring you home. he believes you will be targeted.") "n-igh-tma-re a-as-ask-ed m-e t-to b-bri-ing y-ou h-h-ho-me. h-he be-e-eli-eve-s y-yo-u w-wi-ll b-e tar-are-get-ted." Stretch didn't need to ask by whom. "by all means, then, let's go see my bro."

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Portaling was a new experience. It wasn't like anyone had allowed him into the multiverse before. He only knew a little bit from what he'd seen from Blue and heard from Nightmare. Error, as he called himself, was quiet and observant, watching Stretch for any sudden moves. Stretch thought to ask some questions, but he didn't know if it hurt Error to talk or something. When he ended up on the other side, two skeletons were kissing with tongue on the couch. ("ew! get a room, you two!") "e-ew-w! g-et a ro-ooo-ooom, y-you t-tw-two!!!" Error threw his sandal at them, and the one with a target shaped soul started to laugh. "you're just mad you can't kiss blue like that!" Error growled and snapped at the skeleton, but Stretch couldn't understand a lick of it. The hooded skeleton sighed and got up. "you here for blue? he's your brother, right?" Stretch nodded quickly. "yuuup, that's me." The skeleton gestured for him to follow. "there's some things you should probably know, before you see him, so you aren't so surprised..."