Someone isn't happy.

[kingofnightmares]

A few inches of snow, you say? Oh I'm so happy for you.

[Oh how Pitch is rolling his eyes.]

First snow, and with Christmas coming up... [He waves his hand in the air.] This isn't the best time to be throwing me into some game, Mun. You know that better than anyone else.

I know I won't have my powers. That makes it even worse. Must you keep rubbing that in?

Leave me alone. You don't even know if we're getting in or not. Don't get too eager so soon.

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[dj_mort]

Yeah...but it takes awhile and it's about willpower and stuff. [Sigh and then a sardonic grin.]

I thought it would be easy. Well...I take that back. Bending up stuff like food is easy. The rest? Not so much.

[kingofnightmares]

I have plenty of willpower.

[Because he is so determined to get his powers and strength back.]

...That world doesn't provide you with food?

[dj_mort]

It does, but it's handy to Bend up your own, too.

...So, what do you do anyways?

[kingofnightmares]

I'm the boogeyman. Pitch Black.

I bring nightmares to the world.

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[dj_mort]

...

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[dj_mort]

...I knew you were real.

[kingofnightmares]

[He stops and blinks.]

You... believe in me?

[dj_mort]

Had to have someone to blame for all the nightmares. [A slight frown.] Thanks ever so much, by the way. Appreciate it. Truly.

[Not.]

[kingofnightmares]

[He shrugs, smiling.]

It's my job. I can't help it.

[dj_mort]

Geez, when you put it that way, I can almost...almost not be angry about it.

[kingofnightmares]

[Oh he can't help but smile even wider.]

Well, you're not the only one suffering from my nightmares.

[dj_mort]

People have nightmares all the time. [Some more than others...]

[He gives this a moment's thought, however.]...This is probably one of the weirdest conversations I've ever had. And I've been in Nautilus for a month now, so that's kinda saying something.

[kingofnightmares]

Why would you say that? Is Nautilus... that weird?

[dj_mort]

Weird doesn't even cover it, but here I am having a conversation with the Boogeyman...so. [Shrug.]

You just missed attack of the fifty foot robotic Santa and his rabid reindeer. I wish I was joking.

[kingofnightmares]

...

[Excuse him as he busts a gut LAUGHING.]

[dj_mort]

Riiiight. Well, I guess you'll have a ball here.

[kingofnightmares]

My apologies. [wipes away a 'tear' and calms down]

I wish I could have used that idea before. North would have been so surprised!

[He straightens himself out though, smoothing his robes.]

We'll see how it goes, if my application gets accepted. I doubt I'll like it at first but... like you said, with time, things should get better.

[dj_mort]

Yeah, you look sorry. [A pause.] Who's North?

[Then a grin, if a cautious one. He felt like he should be telling Pitch to get lost and find another game, but in a weird way it was comforting to know that his belief in the Boogeyman wasn't misplaced.] You'll get in. The waiting part isn't so fun, but I had this conversation with my mun a month ago and I got in with no problems.

[kingofnightmares]

North is known to you mortals as Santa Claus.

[He nods and glances to his mun.]

She's been... antsy.

[dj_mort]

[Forgive this twenty year old's grin for a moment, Pitch. He's a dweeb that way.] You know Santa? Dude, awesome!

[And back to the matter at hand.] Yeap, my mun was too. But now she's all excited. Which can be a very dangerous thing.

[kingofnightmares]

That's what I'm afraid of.

[But he frowns at the thought of North, rolling his eyes.]

North is full of himself. A show off.

[dj_mort]

If I had super cool powers, I'd show off too.

[kingofnightmares]

He thinks his one and single day is so important.

Try doing your job every night.

[dj_mort]

[Lucas just raised his eyebrows slightly. Sometimes, rarely, he knew when not to stick his foot in his mouth about something.]