Hey! So I know how you all have been asking to make a pairing with Nightmare and I've decided to do that in a series called DNKNA: Delightfully Wonderful Game by 'I love creepy things'. We both wrote the story and it's a AveryXNightmare and AlanaXJoker. It's an excellent story full of twists and turns and, of course, romance :3

If this story gets popular enough I'll write a series pairing Nightmare and Jackie :3

My heart starts to beat faster and faster as I pass through the front gate, mentally preparing myself for the bashing of a lifetime. Sidney's is going to be pissed and I know it. My frustration and anger slowly starts to dissipate as I go through the front door, feeling my fingers start to tremble. Oh gosh my stomach is twisting up in knots and my confidence is ... yup, I'm going straight to my room, grabbing my crap and leaving.

My ears remain tense, listening hard for Sidney's particular ticking clock through the other workers in the room. I slip through the front door, feeling my heart pound with nervous tension. A sharp, hard ticking behind me makes my breathing hitch in fear. My legs lock up as his heels click against the ground, making the hair on the back of her hair prickling with fearful anticipation.

"You are late," he simply states, sounding rather disappointed rather than angry. Yet. The maids and guards in the room quietly shuffle aside, wisely sensing a disturbance is about to take place.

"I-I was inside and th-they informed me it was Dusk too late," I stammer losing my nerve as my ears tremble with each step he takes. Ugh! I'm such a coward! Why is Sidney making me so nervous? Probably because I know once he gets close enough he's going to smell all three guys all over me. The thought makes me turn around and back up from Sidney's advancing form, making his eyes narrow.

"It would be wise if you watch your step, or else it's your precious violin will take the brunt of your ignorance." He coldly states, turning to leave. A fiery rage spears through my chest, rekindling my angry confidence in the jerk.

"Do it." I numbly challenge, watching as he freezes in mid-step. His clock starts to speed up a little bit as I briefly hear a quick intake of air. I've got him and he knows it.

"You care so little for your violin? How callous." He huffs with a small smile. "Get to your room, woman, or I truly will smash that ugly caterwauling instrument you hold so dearly." He coldly threatens. My heart hardens, knowing he can't do crap to me. Oh now I've got to stick it to him.

"Go ahead. If you don't bring me my violin here, broken or whole, in, say, ten minutes, I'm leaving and never coming back," I say, offering him my ultimatum, "I'll go get my things." His eyes widen in surprise as I leave, listening with smug confidence to his silence. Let's see you pull your head out of this one. His heels quickly dashes up the stairs as I calmly trot towards my room. I'm really curious as to what he'll bring me.

Anxiety grips my aching chest as I slip into my room and leave the door cracked open for him to come bursting in with whatever he decided to break and come show me it. I ... saw my violin in Gray's possession. I checked it myself and it has the marks of my violin. Which means Sidney has been stringing me along with a groundless lie. Stupid liar, I should throw him out the window for lying to me like that.

... well aren't I hypocritical.

I brush off my guilt and lay the anger towards Sidney as I ball up my few clothes and throw them into a duffle bag, slinging my bag of tools over my other shoulder and walking back to the front door. Maids and guards cast me side looks, trying not to pry into my business but were obviously curious.

Sidney's feet dash across the halls upstairs as I patiently wait for him to come back with whatever poor excuse he'll surely come up with. The entire room clears of people, leaving me alone as I lean against the door with one foot outside. Listening to Sidney frantically rush around upstairs to keep his lie alive is giving me a strange sense of satisfaction. His heels click down the heels before suddenly slowing down. A deep breath audibly passes through his lips as he calmly comes into view and trots down the stairs with a confident expression. Oh this is going to be sweet.

My eyes glue to his hand, seeing a few number of strings twirled around his hand. Pfffft those aren't even violin strings, the stupid dork. His lip twitches into a sadistic grin as he stops a few feet from me and holds out the strings with cool eyes.

"Do not test me or else I'll bring it to you in pieces." He threatens, letting the too thin strings dangle in the air. I evenly stare back and slip the strings from his fingers, lightly bouncing them in my fingers as if to test them before flicking them to the ground.

"These aren't my violin strings, numb nuts." I indifferently say, stepping towards him and grabbing his daisy ribbon around his neck and pull myself up to him since he did not relent. His face hardened as carefully studies me, unnerved. Good, look nervous you dolt because I know you've been lying to me this whole time. My ears rivet as I lean towards one of his, lightly chuckling into his ear.

"You don't have my violin." I whisper, feeling the bliss of finally surmounting him teeming from my toes to my fingers. Idiot. He remains completely silent as I bring my face in front of his, staring into his mismatched eyes and see the hesitation buried deep behind the mask he's portraying.

"Good bye, Si~dn~ey Black," I state, grinning at the fear swirling within his eyes before they suddenly harden, hearing him sniffing the air. My eyes widen slightly, knowing I'm in trouble now as he tightly gripped my arms and popped his head back, finally seeing the red marks Elliot left on me.

"W-Who in Wonderland were you with today?" He breathes, tightly gripping my shoulder with a bruising amount of strength. I blink, surprised to hear him stutter and ask in such a heart broken and desperate way as his hand reaches up as if to cover his nose from the smell.

"The better question is who wasn't I with today. But that's none of your business." I smartly remark and shove his arm off. His eyes turn hard as fury covers his face, clearly not liking the fact I had so many people's smells on me, like I predicted. And here comes rolling in the thunder. Rather than completely exploding his hands shot out, gripping my collar as he lifted me up to my tippy toes. My heart trembles as I grip his wrists, struggling to wiggle free from him without success. His ghostly eyes lock onto mine as he takes a few fast steps forward, smacking my back against the wall. I suck in a quick, startled breath as he leans in and delicately begins to sniff the crook of my neck.

" ... how detestable, to have not only the scent of two but three men on you in such a frivolous show of lewdness." He says, voicing his opinionated response as his grip on my collar tightens.

"Let go, Sidney. I'm leaving." I firmly state with my ears pressing against my head in fright of his strangely cool yet obviously angry response. I thought he was going to pull the gun on me but no, he shoves me up against the wall instead. Very carefully he set me on my feet, keeping a fast grip on the front of my shirt as his other hand slides down and takes a firm grab on my mound. I jolt, startled as I suck in a fast breath and feel his teeth graze my ear.

"You think Peter would have let you frolic around Wonderland, indecently giving your body to so many men?" He dangerously asks as he leans in, harshly digging his fingers to the base of my mound, making me utter a small grunt of displeasure as I grip his jacket and try to pull away but the more I resisted the tighter his grip got. "Tell me, Jackie. How would he have punished you, I wonder?" He asks, more so for himself as he twists his grip, making me think his aim is to rip the entire thing off, "if you were with your lover, would he become so overcome with anger that he would daringly take her right here and now, f***ing your senses clear to the other side of Wonderland as you scream his name, begging for forgiveness? Hm? Would he, I wonder?" He sadistically mutters, "or are you already so corrupted by the feel of their rods inside you that you wouldn't dare show your face to your precious lover?" He whispers, sliding his hand up to my throat and biting my ear with his sharp teeth.

"OW!" I shriek, horrified at what he's doing. I knew he would be pissed but to the point he would bite me like a psycho?! I smash his foot beneath my heel and stumble to the side, breathing hard as I glare at the psychotic man.

"Why are you running, Jackie? Too ashamed to face me? Would that place me on the same field as your lover now?" He asks, tilting his head to the side as his lips twitch into a crazed grin.

"S-Sidney, what the hell is wrong with you?" I shakily breathe, feeling my heart pick up frightened speed.

"If you are so well transverse in the ways of pleasuring yourself through various men then why limit yourself to two rabbits, a lizard and a bird?" He asks, quizzingly holding up his hand as he steps towards me. "Are they better than me, a filthy miscreant that isn't worthy enough to lick the sole of your shoe? Is that what you are telling me, woman? Am I so worthless that I cannot compare to anyone? That I am so small and insignificant that I cannot accomplish anything despite my obviously better actions?"

"T-This isn't about Peter anymore." I breathe, feeling my woman's intuition kicking in despite my hesitation to even breathe at the moment. "S-Sidney, I have no idea what you're talking about-!" I squeal the end as he lurches forward with a maddened eye, reaching to grab me again. A high pitched, frightened scream expels from my lips as I dip out of the way and dash off to the side. He's insane! Forget the clothes I'm getting the hell out of here. I sprint towards the open door but to my horror he runs in front of me and shuts the door.

"Where are you running off to? I'm right here, Jackie." He softly smiles as he steps towards me.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I shriek as I turn to run but he grabs my arm and yanks me back, sinking his teeth into the back of my neck while twisting both my ears. A scream escapes my lips as a puff of black smoke suddenly envelops me. His hand suddenly grows around my waist as the smoke clears. I look up with trembling lips as he tips his head back with a slowly widening grin.

"Not so mighty while a bunny, are we?" His reverberating deep voice thrums as his fingers curl around my tiny chest and squeezes. I struggle to claw at his grip as he calmly heads up the stairs and tears me away from freedom. No, no let go!

"Why struggle so much against me when you are so open to f*** any man that comes your way? It seems that Peter was hardly the satisfying lover if he drove you into the arms of so many different men." He continues talking as he heads up the stairs and more or less calmly to his room. My back claws feebly kick at his stomach as he opens the door to his bathroom and plugs up his sink with a black stopper.

"I suppose I really am nothing but empty air if you go to so many men to make a mockery of my hardworking self." He says with sad eyes before dunking me under the water. I kick and struggle against his arm of steel, holding my breath before he ripped me out of the water and harshly dug his shampoo filled fingers into my side. Ouch, ow that hurts!

Frightened and unfamiliar high pitched trills slipped out of my mouth as I struggled to scratch him and get free from this hellish bath. He ignored my futile struggling and pushed me completely under the water, threatening to drown me. I-I can't breathe! With gentle yet firm hands he pulls me out of the sink and tucked me into his arm. The cold air slips right through my fur and sinks to my bones, making me shiver hard. S-S-S-S-So cold!

Sidney grabs a towel and walks to his work chair, taking his seat as he plops my half drowned self into the towel on his lap. My bunny claws dig into the towel as he not so gently rubs the stiff fibers of the towel all over me. The rough treatment draws small whimpering cries from me as I try to stifle them, not wanting to give him the pleasure of hurting me.

"Enough of your crying, woman. Your caterwauling is beginning to wear on me." He stiffly orders, snatching up the skin on the back of my neck. I shrink back and away from his hand but he easily lifts me up into the air and pushes his nose against my back to sniff my damp fur. S-Stupid rabbit ... h-h-he can be frighteningly scary when he wants to be.

"There. Now you smell nothing like those ruffians-," he stops short as he sniffed my thigh, startling me as a deep thrumming, threatening growl built up in his chest. His foot stomped against the ground as he held my chest tight with one hand and stretched out my leg with the other. I flinch and weakly kick the air, letting out distressed small huffs at the uncomfortable position. W-What is he going to do now?

"It's no good. I can still smell Elliot March on your legs." He growls with mad eyes before opening his mouth. Oh my gosh is he going to bite me-?! His head pops back with a quick inhale as there is a knock on the door.

"Lord Black, your presence is required by her majesty." A knock at the door says, making Sidney suck in a quick breath before quickly setting me on his lap and pinning me against his legs.

"Tell Lady Crysta I will join her shortly." Sidney sternly says before darting his eyes around the room, fastening his sights on the dresser. He quickly gets up and pulls out the top drawer before stuffing me inside and slamming it shut. A quick, sharp squeal slips past my buck teeth as I shrink back into the neatly folded clothes, shuffling into the back corner to hide.

"Stay there like a good little bunny, woman." Sidney curtly says as his heels click against the floor. I flinch as the door slams shut, listening to his feet softly draw further away. The moment he was out of hearing distance I leap up to the back of the dresser, gripping the back of the drawer with my claws as I push my head through the small space between the rim and the top, planning to push the drawer open just a smidge so I can squeeze my way out.

Never underestimate an engineer.

SIDNEY'S POV

I have nothing to hold her here.

My fingers slide through my hair as I quickly pace myself down the hall, wracking my mind for something to use against her. I need something to tie her here, something that will bind her here whether she likes it or not. If she has nothing tethering her neck down then she's going to leave, simple as that. She had all of her things packed and ready to drop me like a hat. I never expected her to call me on my bluff. But how could she possibly know I don't have her violin?

"Lord Black?" The guard asks, sounding concerned. "Are you unwell? Perhaps you should rest a bit and then resume work." He foolishly suggests, sucking in a quick breath as I click my gun at his head.

"What are you implying, swine?" I gruffly demand, shoving the nozzle against his forehead. Not only is Jackie now doubtful of my skills but my own coworkers are beginning to lose faith in me? Pathetic. My teeth chatter together as I pull the weapon back, reigning in my anger. "Away with you." I crossly order, walking off towards the sound of Crysta's ticking clock. The faceless slumped against the wall and let out a startled, deep breath.

I despise this.

How can Wonderland be so cruel? That woman has heterochromatic eyes, just as I do, and yet she is accepted by all rather than rejected and tossed aside to die. She leaves and in one, perhaps two time changes she already has strung together three clocks. No one hates her. Not one person in Wonderland dislikes her. The bitter resentment viciously ate at my clock as I stop before Lady Crysta's door, taking a deep breath to better my complexion before stepping inside, callously walking past the servants frozen in ice that were too slow to escape her mild anger.

"I am here, Lady Crysta." I announce, watching as she turns a stern eye towards me before her gaze softens.

"There you are, my little bunny. Come here." She sweetly smiles, holding her arms out for me. As unpleasant as this is I am willing to do it to calm her tired nerves. After all, she was the one who had taken me in on that fateful day. I let out a faint sigh and shift into my rabbit form, hopping into her rather cold arms.

"There you go, Sidney. Why so stiff?" She asks as she sat back on her throne, coming her fingers through my soft fur.

"Nothing that I cannot handle." I reassure, leaning into her embrace.

"Hm~," she cheerfully hums before murmuring, "for some reason I am brought to question that." She admits. My clock achingly ticks at her cut through the heart words. Perceptive as usual.

"I assure you, it is nothing." I tell her, speaking the words that would lighten the load on my heavy clock. It's ridiculous I'm getting this worked up over a single woman.

"If you are so sure to say it twice then I believe you," she says, leaning back and enjoying the soft cuddling I am offering, "oh yes, has Jackie returned from her little detour from mine territory?" I hesitate to answer before setting aside my emotional distress at the moment.

"She has." I dutifully answer.

"Has she? Then why hasn't she returned to me?" Lady Crysta asks as she patted my head. "Do tell."

"She wished to bathe and retire to bed. I have not been told anything else by her concerning her day." Sidney replies, feeling reluctant to speak.

"Hm~ and I wonder why that is." He mutters, thinking to herself. I stand up on her lap, nuzzling my head against her neck to distract her from further pondering about Jackie. I must admit that I was a smidge out of line with her. I was not in my right mind and I realize that now. But now comes the question, why do I care so much if she leaves? It's not as though she ... I stop the thought in its tracks, sliding my eyes closed as my chest thrums in pleasure from Lady Crysta's delicate fingers.

"Well now, aren't you strangely affectionate today?" She smiles as she taps me on the nose. "Well then, I do suppose I should pay attention to my special furry friend." She says, repeatedly petting my back. I laid down in her lap and let out a brief sigh. My emotions are ridiculous. I need to cease being so childish and think of what I can do. Hm, perhaps signing some contract will keep that woman here. My eyes slide shut as I think through various ways to chain her here to Diamond Castle forever. There must be a way. There must be.

"Sidney, what do women crave the most?" Lady Crysta suddenly speaks up, catching my attention. I briefly ponder the question, put off by the sudden curiosity.

"Lady Crysta?" I ask, sitting up on her lap.

"In my mind, don't you think it is acceptance and affection?" She says, leaning down and kissing my forehead. Acceptance? Affection? Her words leave a strange resonating feeling inside me as I carefully begin to contemplate her words. Of course women crave those things. Why else would that lewd woman run to so many men? She wants affection and acceptance. If I could provide not one, but both of those characteristics will she perhaps stay? No, no I need something more concrete.

"Ah~ my lover. Perhaps I should go and see the King." She speaks out loud as she stands up. The King? But why? I hop off her lap and watch her head towards her collection. "It's been a while since I've seen him. I never want him to leave ... ," she softly says, almost too quietly for me to catch. Never wants him to leave ... if Lady Crysta is so enamored by the King of course she would have frozen him to keep him by her side.

A small, faint connection snaps together in my mind. Of course. Women are affection hungry beings and crave for acceptance. If I could make Jackie want me then she will not leave me behind. She will chain herself down with her guilt and sense of responsibility. I whip around and bound down the hall, shifting in a puff of black smoke to my human form.

That's exactly how I will be able to tether that woman down; through her natural feelings and emotions. No paper on earth is stronger than a woman's most inner emotions.

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