(A part two was demanded of me and now I have delivered! Encore! I'm sorry, I had to make a FNAF UCN reference.)

Italics = Flashback

Narrator's P.O.V.

The Star Sanses, somehow, were able to escape Nightmare's Castle. Killer didn't really care. Frankly, he doesn't truly care about anything, other than himself, killing things, and his partner, (Y/N). The cheshire cat that Nightmare has gifted Killer with. She was very good at what she did, but what she did wasn't very nice. (Anyone get that reference?)

She loves to lure people into their own demise. Her skills have increased tremendously since her kitten years. Her fur has grown fluffier and the grin she wears has grown wider. The eyes that pierce through so many souls have become larger and look oh so devious.

Said cat was lurking through the halls, bored. No missions, no pranks; nothing. Padding her way into her and her partner's bedroom, she decided to lay in her favorite spot. The room, being very small, didn't leave room for furniture, other than a bed and a dresser.

There was a tall, tree looking thing sitting in the corner. It had this black fur sewn into it, probably from a bear monster that was skinned by the duo. The tree like object was made for (Y/N) to climb on and scratch at, though her favorite thing to do in it is sleep. The fluffy fur could soothe anyone to sleep, because the room was always kept at a cool temperature.

As she climbed to the top of the structure, Killer opened the door. He silently walked into the room, shutting the door, and then laid down. He looked to be in one of his dull, slumps. Nightmare must have been being more bossy than usual. 'Maybe Color popped in and tried to convert him again?'

(Y/N) abandoned her resting spot and jumped down to her friend, rubbing herself against him to cheer him up. Killer looked at her for a moment, having some of his liquid hate stop leaking from his sockets. "You're such a sweetheart sometimes, (Y/N). I don't know what I would do without you." She smiled widely. (Quite an understatement if you ask me.)

"Anything for you." She purred. "You're the only one to accept me for what I am." Killer smiled. "We're a lot alike, you and I." The cat tilted her head, confused. "How? I'm a cat and you're a skeleton?!" Shaking his head, Killer begins to explain.

"We're both judged on our appearance. We look creepy, so people steer clear. And only one person has ever truly wanted us." The looks the duo shared were identical. The look of pain, but of such joy at the same time. They had each other for everything. No one was gonna take that from them. Or were they?

~Timeskip~

The house was quiet. Not a soul was present in the home. Eventually a key unlocked the door and two people walked into the living room. "Now I'm ready for some dinner and sleep. Aren't you, Killer?" Killer nodded to Color. "Yeah. I'm pretty tired myself. Ima go take a nap in my bedroom. Call me when dinner's ready." Color chuckled and nodded.

Killer walked into the bare room. Nothing was on the walls, nor was there any furniture. There was only a small fan light on the ceiling, a dresser, and a bed. The bed was soft, but nothing to gush over. This room always reminded him of his old life. The one he used to live under Nightmare's control.

Killer shook his head. 'That's over with. I'm never going back.' One memory popped into his skull and he began to cry. It was the one of (Y/N). When she was still a kitten. Killer chuckled sadly to himself.

This little kitten was so shy. She was new to these people and vise versa. This fact scared her beyond belief. Shaking from fear and nerves. Killer picked her up, petting her gently to soothe her nerves. The kitten began to get drowsy, loving the petting sensation. Falling asleep on Killer's lap was the one thing that made Killer crack a true smile.

Killer looked down, sad that his friend wasn't there to comfort him. He then laid his head down on the plush pillow and began to drift off to sleep. His face softening and looking more peaceful than he has ever been.

After a few hours of sleeping, Killer stirred to a strange feeling. There was something laying on his chest. When he awoke completely, he noticed a familiar fluff ball snoozing away.

"(Y/N)?" The cat's head rose up and her classic grin appeared. "Did you miss me?" Killer nodded, crying into the cat's fur. "Why did you leave?"

(Y/N) smiled wider. "Someone had to mess with Nightmare after what he did to me. He won't be messing with us anytime soon." Killer just smiled, happy to have (Y/N) back.

"Dinner's Ready!" Killer and (Y/N) walk out of the room together. The duo finally back together after two long years.

"What'd you do to him anyways?" The cheshire cat grinned. "Hehehe~ I redecorated his ENTIRE castle~"

Nightmare sat in his room, dumbfounded. Everything he owned had white, yellow, and pink paint all over it. Paw prints everywhere. What he didn't know, was that there was a pink paw print on his face. Horror and Dust were having trouble keeping a straight face whilst he spoke to them. Eventually they broke and started to laugh like the lunatics they are.

"Why does everyone laugh while I speak to them?!??"

(I hope you enjoyed! I'll see y'all in the next chapter!)