Chapter 84:Dameon!

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"Wait...Is there something going on between you two that I missed?"Cross asks

I look at Killer. Is there?

"No."Killer says firmly

My soul sank a bit for some reason, but I just nod to show I agree with him. Though part of me did not. Killer is then called by Dust to come do something with him, which he happily went to do. Cross walks closer to me and I now look up at him. He hands me the cuff and I break it. Code goes into my wrist quickly. I test the hand and it turns. I got my form back.

"Did Killer tell you that he thinks you're cute like this?"He asks

"Yes, yes he did. Though, he says that it doesn't mean what could be assumed. Whatever that means."I say with a smile

"You're quite calm when saying that."He points out

"Yes, because it was more of a surprise in the moment. Now, the element of surprise is gone."I say

"Well, I think I know what he meant by what he was saying."He says

"What?"I ask

"When he called you cute, it can be assumed that he likes you a certain way. But when he says he doesn't mean what can be assumed, he's trying to convince you that he doesn't like you in that way."Cross says

"And what way can that be assumed do you think he means?"I ask

"That he likes likes you. Love you even. Like Error does to Ink or Dust does to Blue and vice versa. And he's doing a horrible job at hiding it."Cross says

"What? That's absurd! He just said there's nothing going on! And, we're friends! Nothing more! You're looking too deep into this!"I say

"Okay, his Nightmare! Ya know, that sounds like what he said when I found a message in your compliments to him!"Cross says, taking a paper out

It showed the compliments I told Killer. My eye lights shrank at the sight of it. I did put a message in it. It was in case I didn't come back. But now it's like a Gaster Blast to the face, a hole in my story. The I love you message is not helpful now. Or is it?

"You spent the time to find a message out of my words?"I ask

He nods.

"Yep, looking too deep. Feel free to use that for some other purpose or example of something you make yourself for someone you fall for."I say, then leave the room

I hear some noises and see check another room. I find quite the sight. I chuckle. I smile. Ink and Error are stuck together, bound by Error's string. Error is absolutely panicking. His phobia is in action and Ink just is resting peacefully, oblivious to the situation probably. Error is trying to pull free but the floor would creak or the strings would pull him back to Ink against the wall. Those were the noises.

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