You can thank Snow and my discord buddies for this coming out right now, Snow said post and the rest went 'Stop torturing us Fire!' geeze... maybe i shouldn't have teased them for months about the epilogue
2 and 3/4 years later:
Dream smiled to himself, this world was always so positive.
He had to admit PJ's Daycare was a favorite of his.
It was still weird to come across children of alternate Ink's or himself, he usually had to brace himself before meeting a Palette.
And let's not even speak of the Error/Ink children. Thank goodness those were children of minor versions of the two, version who were not Creators or Destroyers, and for that, Dream was grateful.
It saddened him, that he was overjoyed that Ink hadn't talked him into a relationship before it all went down.
Sighing he pushed away those depressing thoughts, or they would cycle back to Ink and Stretch's fates.
There were no gods anymore. Ink was… well, gone, only Blue knew where, so Error could retire, as the balance had finally settled.
Oh, there were still Dark Sans, but they mostly stayed at wherever Nightmare's hidden AU was. There were still problems, but compared to before, it was trifles.
Easily solved really.
Nightmare was even talking to him again now and then, now that the darker twin didn't have to rampage to keep the balance along with the others.
Yet…
He would admit he felt lonely. Of the Star Sanses, he was the only one left.
Ink was better not to think about, and Blue… Blue was lost in other ways.
All this because of a hateful brother, and a mad, jealous god.
He blinked as a sound caught his attention. Turning, he saw a laughing child run out of the PJ's Daycare.
He hadn't even realized he'd arrived.
They had a cute short cloak over a dark tunic and pants, and he could see some type of item on a chain around their neck, almost hidden by an enormous blue and cream bow.
'Oh! It reminds me of Blue's,' he thought with a smile.
A gold pair of boots adorned the little one's feet, a belt wrapped around their middle, and some golden embroidery- very pretty embroidery for that matter- curled around the hems of the shirt.
He didn't recognize the small child other than them being a Sans, perhaps from a smaller AU or a child of two Sanses.
"Running won't get you home any faster, Misty," a gentle voice teased, and Dream froze.
A slim figure, smaller than his own, walked out after the child. He wore a dark blue tank top, black jeans, fingerless gloves, and heavy dark boots.
"Okay mama, but it's my birthday!" Came the chirpy voice of the child.
"I know buddy," the older Skeleton said happily, a normal voice.
A powered down Blackout stood in front of him. "Blue?" Dream exclaimed in disbelief.
"Oh, hi mister!" the child- Misty- said, looking up.
Their hood slipped off their head, revealing one golden eyelight, and one blue eyelight with a golden star in it.
"Oh.. oh my..." Dream said as he mentally counted.
And then he fainted.
OoOoO
Dream came to the sound of two voices, one older and one younger, singing softly. He found himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling, and he noticed that someone had doodled stars in a few places.
The sound of dishes being put away came to his attention, followed the sound of food being chopped.
He tried to clear his thoughts.
There had been a tiny child.
And Blue.
BLUE!
He sat up quickly, almost stumbling out of a bed that was clearly a guest room in pale shades of browns and cream.
The walk from the bed to the door seemed to take an eternity, and the door opened with barely a sound. Next, he found himself in a hallway, were he paused. The pictures were all of a small babybones growing up, some alone, some with Blue, and some with various members of the Dark Sanses.
Finally he came to a set of stairs, down below was where the sounds were coming from. Taking a deep breath, he started down.
"Gettie, gettie," a small voice chirped.
"Yes, Misty, we're having spaghetti. Your favourite meal," an older voice said happily.
Dream pushed back tears, recognizing the warm voice easily.
"Is Unca Nighty coming soon?" the child… no, Misty asked.
"Yes, he swore that he and the others wouldn't miss your birthday little one," Blue promised.
"Yeah!" Misty cried.
Dream felt stalker-like as he silently padded through the main parts of the house, his apple-shaped soul heavy with nervousness. But he finally made it to the kitchen, where the babybones was on the floor coloring, and Blue was making the sauce for spaghetti. A lot of it, he supposed that meant that there would be quite a few people.
Had... Blue gotten married?
He had a kid.
He must have made a noise, as both Blue and Misty looked up.
"Your eyes are blue!" he said… well, that was the stupidest thing he could have said to Blue.
Blue started laughing.
OoOoO
Blue had not thought meeting Dream would be like this. Dream fainting was concerning.. but his first words were about his eyes?
With Ink trapped, his energy had finally stabilized, and his eyes only became toxic yellow when using his Blackout abilities.
Oh, he was still Blackout, but with creation and destruction back in balance, he wasn't likely to be needed any time soon.
The pregnancy had been a shock. He'd fainted a few days after that battle, a quick check had found out that his body was in the beginning stages of creating an ecto body. Nightmare had pretty much moved into the room, as skeleton monsters should have both parents' magic to help them grow, but Dream wasn't there, and he couldn't be there. But Misty's uncle could, and without his help the pregnancy would have been very fragile.
They'd gone on one date during that time, but quickly discovered they just didn't fit.
Nightmare and the Oreo known as Cross did, though.
What… he might have been a bit obsessed with Oreos in his final months and started calling Cross that.
(Snow: DON'T EAT MY DOG, BLUE!)
Once Misty had been born, he'd moved to this AU. After all, his babybones was his main concern now.
Today was Misty's second birthday. Nightmare would be here soon enough with Cross, and everyone else would come later. If all went well, Cross would arrive with a ring on his finger.
Gently, Blue pulled Dream over to the table.
"I'm glad you're okay, Dream," he said softly.
"I am now," Dream whispered.
Blue winced, as he had heard that Dream went through several months of depression before Reaper knocked him out of it.
"Misty… they're…" Dream said, trailing off.
"Yours," Blue said with a smile.
"Please… don't leave me again," Dream whispered, golden tears slipping down his face.
"I don't plan to. Misty needs both their parents and..." Blue felt a blush creep across his face.
He was pretty sure this time they could make it work.
After all, last time it had taken a mad god to separate them.
Dream smiled, stress melting off his face.
"Misty, come here," Blue called.
"Yes, Mama?" Misty said, their star-shaped eyelights bright.
"I want you to meet Dream, he's your papa," Blue said.
"Papa!" Misty said, hugging his legs excitedly.
At that moment, Dream knew that everything would work out right.
THE END
❄️ Snow enjoyed editing this fic immensely. She offers free hugs to all, as this was so sweet and FLUFFY that she wants hugs now. ❄️
