Stretch groaned as he tried to get comfortable in his bed, feeling sluggish and irritable. Coughing and heaving dryly, Stretch tried his hardest not to throw up, but failed miserably. "Eeh... I'll just sleep in another bed..." Stretch yawned, his vision slightly wavering. Stretch stumbled across the floor to Edge's bed, somehow climbing up without falling. "Mmm... so warm..." Stretch purred happily. Stretch nuzzled into the soft pillow and instantly fell asleep, overcoming the beers he'd consumed almost immediately. Stretch was so comfortable, he didn't even hear the door open or notice the extremely angry silhouette above him until he was thrown onto the ground. Stretch whimpered loudly and scrambled to defend himself, ending up like a cat with his head on the ground and his feet dangling in the air.
Stretch looked to find that his assailant was none other than Edge. "Ummm... I can explain..." Stretch whimpered, screeching when Edge grabbed his soul and pulled him arms length. "Then you'd better have a pretty fucking good explanation" Edge growled. Stretch gulped and began to shake. "W-well, you see... I ummm..." Stretch whimpered, wishing he hadn't gone to Grillby's that day. Stretch wouldn't say he was exactly scared of Edge himself, but more scared of what Edge was capable of, now normally, Stretch would be a sarcastic smart alec, not giving a damn about what Edge thought, but on days like these, Stretch couldn't help but fear the Alpha male side that Edge had gained. Heck, Stretch hadn't even earned a Beta title, he was pretty sure he was still in the ranking of low life delta, or peace making Omega, hah, some peace maker he was.
Stretch whimpered, trying to regain possession over his soul, but failing miserably. "I don't hear anything..." Edge growled. Stretch opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but immediately closed it, feeling it dry up from fear. Edge huffed and dropped Stretch, watching in satisfaction as Stretch backed away quickly and cowered in fear. "I'm going to find my brother... tonight... you sleep in your puke, or on the floor... I don't care how uncomfortable you get..." Edge growled before walking out of the room.
-Later that night-
Papyrus looked at Stretch sadly, wondering why he was sleeping on the floor. Papyrus looked up at Edge, using his puppy eyes to get to Edge. Unable to resist the cuteness, Edge used his tentacles to pick up Stretch and lay him in the bed. Stretch purred unconsciously, taking no time to get comfortable and hog the pillow. Edge growled and grabbed the pillow. How dare this Omega take his pillow? Edge turned the opposite direction of Stretch and huffed. Suddenly, Stretch began to whimper and cry, what was wrong with him? Edge then remembered that Blueberry had explained to him that Stretch couldn't sleep unless he had something that reminded him of comfort. Edge blushed lightly, he had used that pillow for years, so it had his scent, did Stretch really find his scent... comforting?
Edge lay the pillow in the middle of the bed, staring in astonishment when Stretch sniffed around until he found the pillow. Still sleeping, Stretch snuggled on the right side of the pillow, leaving exactly enough room for one more sleeper. The thing was though, in order for both Stretch and Edge to sleep on the pillow, one had to snuggle intimately close to the other. Edge blushed, he wasn't used to snuggling or being intimate, it always made him feel... wrong. Edge pushed the thought away, laying down and scooting closer to Stretch slowly, flinching every time Stretch stirred. "Mmm... Edgy..." Stretch mumbled. Edge blushed harder, could this kid make things any more uncomfortable? Edge sighed and closed his eyes, immediately opening them when he heard the familiar sound of bumping skulls.
Edge looked to see that Stretch had unconsciously bumped skulls with him, (a type of kiss for skeletons), and had a slightly orange tint on his face. Had Stretch been conscious this whole time? No, he couldn't have been, maybe he was just having a strange dream. Edge didn't think much of it, pushing Stretch over a bit and turning the opposite direction. Edge sighed and closed his eyes, why was so much happening to him so suddenly? First he had to deal with constantly yelling at his brother, then he had to end up in the same house with this piece of garbage, and now he was in the same bed as Stretch... not in the weird way though. Edge shuddered unconsciously, not wanting to even think about how bad it would be if he had started to like Stretch, or worse, vice versa. Stretch mumbled something, making Edge slightly turn and try and listen.
Whether or not it was time for their heat, Edge prayed that Stretch wasn't falling in love with him. This was because the last thing Edge heard before burying his extremely red face into the covers, was Stretch unconsciously begging for his touch.