'What's up sluts! Guess who just got out of prison.'
This^ has nothing to do with the story...
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Ink was worried, very worried.
Error hasn't shown himself in, well... a few years.
He couldn't be dead. Ink new that.
He could feel error every so often pop into random aus before disappearing.
And every time he tried to confront the destroyer, he'd just run away.
Ink new he was planning something...
With a growl of frustration he opened a portal to the doodle-zone.
As he walked in and caught sight of Dream.
The smol god of hope was looking at some paintings ink had done.
"Dream! I need to talk to you."
Ink called as he walk over to the little ball of sunshine.
Dream looked startled at firs but quickly settled down.
"I-ink! What do need?"
He stared up at the creator with questing eyes.
"I need you to look into Errors dreams and see what he's up to." Ink said swiftly.
Dream stood there shocked for a moment before nodding.
"Ok.. I'll try..."
He murmured.
Ink smiled at his friend.
"Good. Just tell my what you can find as soon as possible."
With that Dream left ink to his own thoughts.
What are you up to?
What horrible things are you planning?
I bet he's up to no good right now!
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Color sat on Errors lap, giggling happily as his father animated his rabbit.
Error held onto the stuffed animals arms and wiggled it around.
He made silly sounds and faces to get the little baby-bones to laugh.
It was a rather lazy afternoon. The constant light from the anti-void shined through any holes or openings in the curtains.
The only sound that could be heard, besides the small giggling skeley, was the light hum and crackle of the ac-unit.
The void had become rather hot the past few weeks.
The ac made the house rather cool though.
But the heat was far worse.
Error enjoyed the cold anyways, Color too.
Color reached up after awhile wanting his toy back.
Error chuckled and held it out of his reach.
"Momma! Bunny! I want bunny." He whined.
Error groaned.
"Color... for the last time, stop calling me 'momma'! It's daddy, or papa. Ok?"
Error said in a lightly annoyed voice.
Color stared up at him for a moment before nodding.
Once again he reached up for the purple rabbit.
A pleading Look in his eyes.
Error smiled and handed him back his bunny.
He watched as Color held it tightly to his chest, a bright smile on his face.
"I love bunny." He mumbled.
Error rolled his eyes at that statement.
Suddenly a small noise caught his attention.
Colors stomach let out a small growl.
Color looked up at his father.
"...momma, I'm hungry."
Error just closed his eyes for a moment.
Why? Why does he do this to me?
With a sigh he opened them and set color down before getting up.
He walked over to the kitchen.
His son waddling after him, Dragging his bunny by one arm.
"What do you want sweetie?" He asked glancing at the toddler.
Color started to jump up and down chanting, 'ice cream' over and over.
Error frowned at him.
"No, Color Im sorry but no sweets until after dinner. How about a sandwich?"
Error said softly, and instantly regretted it.
Color looked up at him with teary eye.
Error watched as he plopped on the ground and began to cry.
Error knew what he was trying to do.
But it wouldn't work, not this time.
The destroyer just ignored him for a bit, gathering the ingredients for a nice bologna sandwich.
Color calmed down when he didn't get the reaction he wanted.
The little bundle of bones sniffed and stood up.
He grabbed his bunny and waddled up to error.
"What do you want on you sandwich?"
Error glanced down.
"Mayo." He whispered, tugging at his fathers shorts.
Error smirked and nodded.
After the little snack was complete he handed it to Color, a napkin rapped around it so no crumbs would fall no the floor.
"Now don't make a mess, ok?"
Error smiled.
"Ok momma."
Color murmur as he started to walk back to the living room, his bunny again being dragged behind.
"No, Color, it's papa." He called after as he began to make his own meal.
Color looked behind him and murmured again with such innocence.
"Ok momma."
