Trigger Warning for overdosing
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Nightmare had to visit Sci today. He was about to run out of his magic stabilizing medication and well, it'd be nice to just not melt to death.

Of course no one's ever truly excited to go to the doctors, especially when your doctor is a sassy individual who also tends to be pretty narcissistic. Sure its not like Nightmare was ant different but the others sass was almost too unbearable for him even though he's built such great shields from the idiocy he lives with.

When he made his way into the halls of the lab the was Sci, working at his desk on well, whatever he works on there all alone. Honestly it could range all the way from a new pun to a large nuke. You couldn't never really tell with him.

"Sci." Sci jumped slightly then nonchalantly turned to the other. "Hello Nightmare, what do you need?"

"I'm running out the magic stabilizing pills. Oh also we may need to up the dosage because if I'm honest I noticed my hands running more than usual." Sci tapped the table with his pen. "Hm that is strange."

"How so?" "Well technically this pill isn't supposed to wear down, and we can't up the dosage because the side effects could physically harm your body." "Would it keep me from melting?" "Perhaps, unsure. But I can't allow you to overdose on them. It could physically stop your body from functioning normally."

"But what if I end up melting because the pills aren't doing their job correctly?" "Well we can avoid that, if it gets bad enough I could possibly hospitalize you and keep you hooked up to something to keep your safe." "Euck." "Thats what I thought. We could also always call Dream to help. If you two were to make a truce and asked him to help, using his magic and to flow it in your body could possibly balance the overwhelming magic and negativity currently flowing through your body."

"Both of those options sound like absolute hell." "But they may be your only chance for survival. You realize this correct?" "I do.."

"Okay.. I will get you your next bottle of pills. I will leave you to think over the different choices, as few as there may be. I still believe you should speak to your brother. He is your brother afterall.. And may be your only chance for survival." Nightmare sighed as Sci left and got the medication he needed.

Once Nightmare was able to leave he looked at the bottle Sci had given him. "One pill a day" he breathed out. There was no way that he would seek out his brother for help. No way. But of course he could go against doctors recommendations.

He didn't truly know what would happen if he did well "overdose" on the pills but it was tempting nonetheless. Not because he absolutely wanted to die, but more of because he didn't want to die, at least not like this. Not melting from his own mistake.

He'd much rather prefer what one would call a "bad ass" death. Not from some dumb sickness.

He went into the kitchen with the new pills, it was around after lunch. He didn't want any of the boys to catch him taking pills, well maybe he didn't mind if Dust found out but that's mainly because he already knew about the pills previously.

So he took four. Maybe it can last him?

He didn't really notice a difference for the first thirty minutes, so he spent his time with the boys, watching television in the Living Room.

"Error. You've been here for a little while, what type of movies do ya watch?" Killer flipped his knife in his hand. "Ugh I don't really watch movies." "Then what do you do all day in your void?" "Knit and watch Undernovela's timeline." "Oh, what's Undernovela?" "Well it's..........."

He couldn't hear anything just the ringing in his ears and pounding in his head.

Nightmare gripped his head. It hurt really badly. He couldn't focus on anything, almost like everything went into black and white. He tried to look around but his vision also seemed to be going dark.

All he could see was Killer and Dust over him, yelling worriedly and then he passed out.

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Apologies for the short chapter.