Delitescent

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Delitescent(adj.): hidden or concealed

Ink woke up to the smell of pancakes. His head hurt tremendously, but he felt...better? Warmth. Something different from the Anti-Void. He wasn't in the Anti-Void, but rather on someone's couch? He looked around and saw Error and Sci were talking in the kitchen. He got up and walked toward them.

"Hey." He felt slightly confused, everything felt dizzying as he walked more, or did he stand up too fast?

Sci turned to him smiling, "Ink! You're awake!" He was wearing a 'Kiss the cook' apron. Ink glanced at Error when they made eye contact but then quickly glanced away, "Are you okay? It seems like you have some sort of concussion, but you show no signs that you fell or hit your head."

"I-I don't remember, sorry." He mumbled. Error thought his behavior was odd, what did he remember? Anything? Everything? Nothing at all? Error was confused. Didn't he talk with all of the emotions and they fused to—oh.

Ink was a separate person, he was all of them combined. Did he remember anything? No, probably not. Error was going to have to explain everything to him.

Just then, Sci slides to them each a plate of pancakes. "Out of all the Sanses, I declare myself the best at cooking!" He chuckles proudly.

"I don't need to eat." Ink and Error both say. They look at each other in surprise.

"Well eat, it's good. I don't care that you're Outcode gods or whatever, just eat for god sake." Sci then looked towards the stairs, "Paps! Breakfast!" A speedy Papyrus takes a pancake and runs out the door, spooking Sci.

"Undyne's in town! I can't miss it!"

"W-Wait! Paps! You didn't even get a jacket!" Sci grabbed a Pap's sized coat and rushed after him, and Ink and Error were left alone with pancakes that needed to be eaten.

Fluffy. Ink thought as he cut a piece with his fork and ate it. His HP didn't increase, but happiness did. He took more and eventually inhaled it all. Error took a piece but didn't take anymore. He wasn't hungry anyway. Even if Ink says he doesn't need to eat(which is true), he still loved food and tasting it. Error liked chocolate and nothing more.

"Are we going to continue looking for the thief?" Ink asked.

Error looked at him suspiciously, "Right now?" Ink nodded. Error looked at his pancakes, Blegh. Was his final answer before he pushed them away, "Want mine?" He asked Ink. Ink looked at him as if to say, Was that even a question? and pulled them towards him. Error watched him eat as Sci came back complaining about Paps.


"We left off at Outertale, but that was a dead end." Ink said standing near the crack in the AU.

"Well, it'll take a whole eternity going through all the AUs and timelines."

"True." He took out his paintbrush, "We should fix this, can you make a bridge with your strings." Error did so and Ink painted the land back bit by bit. Error kept with the bridges. Ink wasn't saying anything and this unsettled Error. He knew something happened, he's not okay.

"Are you okay?"

There was a long silence before Ink even looked at Error, "I'm fine." He said. Error hated this feeling of unknowing. The strings that Ink were standing on wrapped around him and pulled him towards Error. He yelped in surprise as Error stood there with his arms crossed.

"Ink, cleary someone that looks depressed and says the sentence I'm fine, is definitely lying." Ink looked away to avoid his eyes. "I'm just trying to help! Wh-"

"Oh. And trapping me in the Anti-Void is helping."

"I was dumb! I'm sorry!"

"And then you decided to talk to my emotions!"

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