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Cross attempted to scoot closer to Nightmare for a better angle of brushing, but accidentally lost his balance and fall off the bed. Also making him to suddenly pull on his Boss' hair. A light thud was heard as Cross hit the floor. Nightmare jolted, "AUGH- OUCH-"  the hair brush was stuck, and he rubbed the back of his head again.

 Cross felt so bad, thinking it was at most, a moment until his boss lashed out and kicked his sorry ass out of the room. "Sorry again.."  Climbing back up the bed, he sat back down behind the octopus, waiting to see if Nightmare would accept his apology.

 Nightmare wiped away a fresh tear with his thumb, covering his one eye so Cross didn't have to see him like this again. It was pathetic, from what Nightmare thought. Though, Cross noticed anyway. 

 Cross shifted up closer to Nightmare's back. "Here, I know what'll help." He set two hands on the sides of the smaller's skull, leaving a small peck on the back of his scalp.

Nightmare froze. Just staying in place for a few moments.

~MTT Trio Intermission :P~

 "When will my life begin?~" The TV was currently playing the Disney movie, 'Tangled'. Dust, Horror, and Killer were all occupied for now watching it naively in silence, until of course someone had to break the ice. Horror sniffed the air curiously, "Something is going on... I can smell it.." he squinted at thin air. He glanced around the rusty castle and ended up staring at the carpeted stairs.

 Killer shrugged, still focused on the movie. "Probably just the Boss and Cross flirting again." They both chuckled in agreement. Horror turned back to the TV then continued watching the movie.

(Unrecorded clips: "That could be us Horror but you trippin-" -Dust)
(i- i had to-)

Insert clapping for Horror and Killer appearances.

 Cross released Nightmare's skull, realizing he had froze. "Boss-? Boss?? Oh shit did I break him-" Cross craned his neck to take a peek at Nightmare, who didn't really do anything about it. Nightmare shook his head, trying to ignore what just occurred. "Do you know what will help? That spray bottle over there.." He'd point in a pretty vague spot.

 Cross scanned the room quickly, then grabbed a random spray can in the direction Nightmare pointed. "This one?" He showed the aluminum can to him. Nightmare grabbed it and threw it to a random area. "The other one." He pointed again, still very unclear.

 He grabbed another and placed it in Nightmare's vision again. "Erm- this?" Nightmare shook his head, Cross seemed incredibly stupid at the moment and Nightmare loved it. "No, the other, other one.."  It also seemed he was having a bit too much fun currently?

 "This??" Cross asked, getting slightly impatient. The long haired person seemed to notice this, stopping this little game while he still could. "Yes." Nightmare held a few snickers in.

 Cross shook the bottle around, confused since he'd never used many hair products before other than a brush, the usual soaps in the shower, and rarely hair ties. "What do I do with it?" He pointed the nozzle straight at his face, inspecting it.

 Nightmare wasn't very surprised Cross had no idea how to use hair spray. "..Spray my hair of course." Though he still tried to render that in his mind, 'how the heck does he look so good if he never even uses hair spray??-' Whatever, that wasn't important. Get your head out of the clouds, Nightmare.