All wrapped up (Error!Sans X Reader) [In Progress]

Meanwhile. . .

Blue's POV
I sit in a lingering chuckle as I speak to my newfound friend, the human, y/n. I've never felt this comfortable. After all, the time I've been here. Error hasn't treated me like a prince. My thoughts linger before she would wave a hand in my face, abruptly killing off my previous thoughts so I may speak once more to my comrade. "You okay, Blue?" She asks, concern flushes her face. I feel myself burn up as I begin to wave my hands in an embarrassed manner. "O-Of course I am!" I shout, attempting to sound enthusiastic. It comes off a bit melancholy. But y/n doesn't seem to notice.

"Hey. . ." I begin, my voice beginning to trail off, only for it to recede back to me. "Mind if I give you a little nickname? I've never had someone to give one to." I ask, praying I don't sound too desperate about it. Its an exciting thought, though. She grins, "I'd be honored!" I've never think she'd get this jumpy. I mean, I'm not the most fun person in the world. Her words linger in my head. A name. . . what name could I possibly loan her. My mind snaps, I turn to her and grin brightly, "I've got it! I'll call you Raspberry!" I say, inquiring the fact that she had given me the title Blueberry. She grins, I happily return one. I've never been able to smile as bright as I did that day.

Our attentions drift to the right. Soft steps fill the air as another skeleton approaches us. His grin is wide, and his eyes are wide with enthusiasm. His voice is jolly, and familiar as he begins to speak, "Blue!" He jumps at the word and he runs to me wrapping his arms around me quickly. I stare. Astonished. Before my arms find their way around him. "Ink. . ." I hadn't seen the joyful friend, not for years. "Where have you been?!" He asks with a load of concern. He turns to Raspberry. And his face lights up, "Ohh.~ Blue, who's this?~"

I feel my own face burn up blue before I panic with embarrassment. "I-Its my friend! Rasp--I mean, y/n!" Her face has already gone red as her hand extends to Ink. He takes it and shakes it, "Haha. Very pleased to meet you, y/n." He says with clearly, playful smirk. Raspberry pushes her h/c hair behind her ear with sheepishness. "S. . Same to you, Ink." She replies.

A bitter silence fills the area before Ink jolts up. "Blue. . . Where's Error?" He asks, his tone becoming rather serious. I stop for a moment. Error. He's been gone for a day now. Its this moment that I become worried. What could've happen to him? I turn to Raspberry, her face has flushed. Her h/c seems to droop and her eyes fill with hopelessness. I couldn't help but feel bad. She seems to have a bit of a feeling for him. What I'm not sure of, is what am I gloomy for? Is it for her, and her concern? Or is it for me, and the fact that I can never have her. I can bet, at this moment. That shes bound to get caught in something humongously joy killing.

Your POV
Error. My shoulders fall with the heavy burden known as my worry. I can't help but clench a fist in agonizing worry. My face lights up, I turn to Ink. "Do, you think you can us to him, Ink? I ask, hope filling my very breath. Ink breathes in, "I'm. . . not sure. I'll give it a try." It takes him a moment. He inhales deeply with an exhale afterwards. I put my hands together interlocking my fingers and praying for the best. Ink's face lights up as he turns to me, he has a small, sad grin. "Error. . . He's put himself in a dilemma. Undeniably."

Ink is pale, well, unusually. He opens a long slit in the air, a window. There he is. His shouts are inaudible as he rapidly shakes the bars of an enclosure. I watch in horror. Not long after, a man steps onto view. He wears a long dark robe. He seems to be a skeleton as well. He kneels down, waving one hand gently to put Error's words aside, he sighs silently and picks up a syringe. The man sticks the needle into Error's neck bone. My eyes fill with horror. I could scream in protest, but only to myself. Error squirms trying to rid his wrist of the other's grip. The man turns. His gaze catches mine. It's like it's keeping me, watching me. His stare is infinitely deep as though he's aware in watching him. I turn to Ink, "Close it, Ink." I speak, with no hesitation, Ink shuts it.

I breathe heavily. Blueberry turns to me, "Did. . . he just look at you?" He asks. Sounding as terrified as I was. I half shrug unsurely. "I'm, not sure. . ." Ink looks to the side. "Gaster. . he's a powerful man. I could not beat him. Not that I would need to. We are, averagely acquainted. . ." Me and Blueberry share an uneasy look. Whatever this man is. He's no good news. Not to Ink, from his tone. He sounds uncertain himself.

I'm worried. Concerned. I hate this. I want to help, there's no way I can. I couldn't fight off Error himself. What gives me a thought that I can beat someone that is titled powerful by Ink? I breathe in. Calming myself. I'll find a way. Ink turns to me, "I must be on my way. I'll trust you can stay safe?" My heart races at this. "But, what about Gaster, Ink?!" Blueberry asks with a deeply worried tone. Ink turns and chuckles gently. As long as he doesn't find a way to you guys. Then you'll be fine. . ."

He opens a portal to another AU. He waves, "It was nice to meet you, y/n." He says smiling gently. Before his words give him time to leave. A quick wisp from Blueberry's shadow. I'm the only one who seems to notice. I give a small carefree shrug before turning to Ink. His eyes glint as he dashes toward Blueberry. His paintbrush in his hand, he swipes it. A horrid cry of pain fills the air and we all step away cautiously. A black character steps out. Tentacles swaying behind him as he smirks. "Aw. You ruined my surprise, Ink.~" He teases with a clearly pissed growl burning in his neck.

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My apologies for getting to caught up! I'm passed 1000 words, haha. Oops. . .