"Bitch."

Crossmare


~


Nightmare growled, gritting his teeth together and clenching his jaw. Why, this insignificant subordinate just called him a bitch! Who in their right mind called him, the king of fear and nightmares, ruler of all negative emotions, a bitch?! Right, no one. But, apparently, this idiot did not care for what was right, what he should do, or who's orders he should follow.


"What," Nightmare hissed.", did you just call me?!"


"A bitch," Cross snapped back." B-I-T-C-H."


"Why you little..." Steam blew off him, his face flushing with anger." You got a death wish?!"


"Doesn't everyone?" Cross rolled his eyes, a small smirk crawling it's way onto his face at his Superior's anger.


"You've got some nerve speaking to me like that, especially after you failed your last mission!"


"Excuse me?! It was one against three! What did you want me to do?! Pull allies out of my ass?!"


"You could have at least fought them off, but no. You lead directly to our headquarters!"


"If I had tried to fight them, I would have died, you bastard, died!"


There was silence between the two skeletons. Anger ate away at their insides, a strength glare between the two. Nightmare gripped his desk so tight it broke with a loud snap. Cross didn't even flinch as NM crushed the piece of wood to dust.


"Get out." He demanded." Get out of my office."


Cross walked across the room and took ahold of the doorknob. He looked back over his shoulder with pure hate on his eyes.


"Stop worrying about me. It's getting old."


Cross slammed the door behind himself. NM fell back into his chair, heaving a breath. He looked up at the ceiling, staring at the dark swirls on the blue paint. He'd never tell anyone, but he painting it himself. He sighed.


"How can I not worry when I care so much?"


NM spun around in his chair, before returning the paperwork he'd been doing since before Cross walked in. Cross stood outside the door, his hand gripping the doorknob tightly. He mentally debated going in and apologizing, or leaving it as it was. Ignoring his gut, he walked away.


"Fuck it all."


~


Again, sorry it's so short.

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