Request: CamilletheShipper

I hope I did good enough (even though it's, once again, a totally different ship)

Making Memories:

"This was our old home." Dream showed Nightmare the house.

"It seems like it was a lovely place to grow up in." Nightmare adjusted his glasses, responding blankly.

"I-it was..." Dream looked down. He turned back to his twin, remembering how it was when they first moved into this house. Nightmare's hair was slightly longer at the time, and how scared and anxious he was about moving here he was. Now look at him, a totally different person. Can he even call him Nightmare anymore?

"Lets go inside." Nightmare began his way in, carrying his luggage.

"Mom, I don't know. This isn't going to be the same, it hurts..." Dream looked at his mother with sad eyes.

"I'm sure it will be fine! We can make new memories and tell Nighty all about the old ones we still have!" His mother, Adia, gave her short son a hug before lugging some bags in.

"Okay..." Dream muttered, going in himself.

"This is beautiful, Mother!" Nightmare exclaimed, amazed by the inside of the large house.

"It is. Would you like me to show you to your room?" Adia smiled sweetly.

"Yes please!" He held her hand as she lead him to his old room, where he would now move back into. Dream walked to his old room, flipping on the light. The person who lived here last had a little girl- and painted his once golden walls pink. Not to mention all of the marker, crayon, pen, and paint mess the girl had left on the walls. Luckily, the wall he painted himself was untouched, even by the child. The painted tree  had heart-like golden apples painted. 

"Thank the sun." Dream sighed in relief, putting his bag down.

"Dream, Mother said-" Nightmare stopped, taking in the paint on Dream's walls. "Uh, have your walls always been this... pink?" 

"No, the girl who had this room had my walls painted." Dream groaned, knowing he would have to repaint it.

"If it makes you feel better, there were two brothers in mine. They ruined every wall, not to even mention the ceiling."

"They ruined the tree painting?!"

"Yes, was it important?" Nightmare seemed surprised by Dream's worriedness about the mural.

"We painted it together! I can't believe the parents these kids had! I swear, if I ever see those little-"

"Brother, it's okay! We can always paint it again! It'll be even better then last time!" The taller calmed the shorter down.

"I'm sorry, Nighty, I just... I can't believ what kind of people we rented our home to!" Dream looked around his ruined room. "Was ghee something you needed me for?"

"Oh yes!  Mother said that we can walk around! Hey ice cream, maybe?" Nightmare smiled.

"Okay, lets go!" Dream grabbed his wallet and phone before the two left. They had seen many places that seemed so familiar to Nightmare, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Dream told him a few stories as they passed by, making Nightmare feel better.

"Nighty? Dream? Is that you?" A voice, one Nightmare wished he could name, called out.

"Nightmare, we should leave." Dream began dragging his brother away.

"Hey guys!" The owner of the voice seemed to pot out of no where.

"Hello, Killer." Dream scrunched up his nose, venom lacing his voice as he said the male's name.

"Hi!" Nightmare smiled and waved. For some reason, butterflies filled his stomach. How peculiar...

"You cut your hair..." the boy, Killer, pointed out, disappointed.

"I'm sorry, should I know you?" The purple haired male cocked his head, confused.

"W-we made a promise! You said that you'd remember me when you moved..." tears laced the borders of Killer's empty eye sockets.

"I-I didn't mean to make you cry! I just..." Nightmare looked down, disappointed in himself. "I'm an amnesiac. I-I want to remember you, I swear! I just... can't..."

"Heh, I can't be mad at you, Nighty! Especially with something you can't help!" Killed wipes his tears, putting on a smile. He held out his hand in a greeting fashion. "Hi! My name is Killer! Nice to meet you!"

"Hehe! Nice to me-"

"Killer, we need to leave. Bye." Dream growled through gritted teeth, pulling Nightmare away from the black eyed male.

"We do?" Nightmare asked.

"Come on! I haven't seen my best friend in years!" Killed protested.

"Come on Dream! We're best friends!" Nightmare begged.

"Fine!" Dream crosses his arms. The three walked to a bench, sitting down together.

"Do you mind telling me how it's been so far?" Killer smiled sweetly.

"Well, I've been trying to grow out my hair. I had to get it cut because of the accident... I also have this hairpin. It's very pretty!" Nightmare took out a red crescent hair pin from the pocket of his lilac shorts.

"Here, let me help you with that." The black haired male pulled back some loose bangs from in covering his right eye, pinning it up.

"T-thanks..." Nightmare blushes, looking down. More and more butterflies fluttered in his stomach. 

"You've always hidden your right eye. I don't know why though, it's such a pretty cyan." Killer held one of Nightmare's cheeks, lifting his face up to look at him.

"I-I-I, K-K-Kil... l-ler..." Nightmare blushes brightly, he felt nervous.

"And you've always looked so cute in pastel." Killer spoke quietly. Nightmare controlled his breathing as Killer leaned in closer. He closed his eyes and leaned in slightly. He could feel Killer's breathe on his lips. Nightmare prepared for a sweet kiss-

"We should really be going! We should've been home by now!" Dream pulled Nightmare away, stopping their lips from meeting.

"O-oh! Yeah, s-see you around!" Killer's face blew up in a bright red.

"Y-y-yeah! B-bye,Killer!" Nightmare covered his blushed face with his hands.

"Come on!" Dream dragged his brother away. Once the two were far enough from the blushing mess left on the bench, Dream sighed, "I can't believe you're falling for him again!"

"A-again? Is that why when I saw him I got butterflies in my stomach?" Nightmare asked, lowering his hands.

"Listen, you can't be with him!" Dream continue to drag the taller by the hand.

"Why not? You even know I... like him..." Nightmare pulled his hand from Dream's grip.

"He'll just leave you again! He'll say he loves you and then go off with someone you care about!"

"He won't do that!"

"How do you know? I've known him since we were six, you've known him for less then a day!"

"Excuse me?! Maybe I would know him better if your stupid ass didn't get in a fight atop a cliff!"

"Now you're blaming me for that?!"

"No, I'm blaming you for pushing your own twin off a fucking cliff!"

The two stopped, looking at each other in silence. Tears streamed down Dream's face as he began to cry.

"Nightmare, I-"

"I wish you were the one who lost his memory! I wish you were the one suffering! I wish you got what you deserve!" Nightmare screamed. He ran off in a rage, leaving his sobbing brother. After hours of running Nightmare felt tired. He couldn't stop though! It may have been night now, but he had to get away from Dream! As far away as possible.

"Nightmare? What are you doing out this late?" He heard Killer ask, exiting his house.

"Killer!" Nightmare tackled Killer with a hug.

"Heh, couldn't get enough of me, huh?" Killer joked, getting up.

"I-I guess not..." Nightmare muttered, blushing.

"I guess we should have that kiss Dream interrupted..?" Killer blushed.

"Yes!" Nightmare exclaimed. He blushed as he realized how desperate he sounded. "I-I mean, if you want to..."

"I should've done this sooner!" Killer grabbed Nightmare's face, kissing him. Nightmare quickly kissed back. Nightmare pulled away, panting because he never really caught his breath.

"I love you!" Nightmare quickly exclaimed.

"I love you too." Killer smiled sweetly.

This was the beginning of something beautiful.

*1274 words*

*Okay! I can't wait for this road trip to end, I can't keep writing in this uncomfortable truck! Anyways, I have two requests I have left to do. Once again, I am sorry I changed the ship. I hope my somewhat talent of creating on the spot makes up for it, though. Feel free to request, my friends! Bye!*