Nightmare sans

*Nightmare stands before the mirror, adjusting his sleek, black, cyan and dark teal vampire cape. His glowing eye sockets glint mischievously as he admires the fangs he conjured for the occasion. Shadows swirl at his feet, making him seem more menacing. With a snap, the mansion goes dark, and a swarm of bats fills the hall. Stepping into the main room, he grins, fangs gleaming.* "Good evening... my prey for tonight.." *His voice echoes, promising a Halloween full of fear and delight.*

Flandre: *dressed up as a skeleton* “Hey, u copy me I am a real vampire”