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This chapter and following ones are inspired by "Secret Garden" by EmpathP; go check the song out, it's a lovely song!

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AU; Flowerfell (Merge?)
Characters/Ship; Ink + Error + Nightmare (Errorinkmare)
Additional info/warnings: Nothing to worry about for this chapter! Complete wholesomeness, with some nice cuddling descriptions!

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Part One;
A Process
ErrorInkMare

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"One more time. I'll be fine.."

Ink sighed gently as he stared at Error and Nightmare- or, at least, tried to. Flowers hid his vision from the other two. He was trying his best to reassure them that although he had flowers slowly attacking his bones and digging into them, impaling the marrow and wrapping around gaps in his skeleton, he would be fine. He had no idea where they were- but by listening to the two talk, they claimed he was in the castle of all of the Bad Sanses. Which, he guessed, was reasonable- He would always be under Nightmare's supervision if he was here. But he had heard them debating; with the other Bads that he frequently heard running around, Error had doubts about it being safe here for him. "Ink.. We can't let you roam around on your own like this- as much as we love you and want to see you explore, we just.. Can't. Not now." He identified the glitching and pitch-changing voice to be Error. Distress sounded in Error's normally glitchy voice, as well as worry and concern adding to it. Ink felt his own sadness bubble in his soul, reaching his hands up slowly to brush the fabric of the hat on his head- Error's, the other, more destructive skeleton would normally wear it around them. Once his fingertips brushed the hat, he quickly searched for the brim; adjusting it once more against his skull once he located it after some searching. He felt sleeves brushing on his face when he adjusted the hat- which he quickly remembered being Nightmare's hoodie draped onto his shoulders and slunking down against his smaller form. He heard someone walk closer to him and softly grabbed his arm. He blinked under the flowers covering his sockets, and felt himself being guided over somewhere. "How about we just cuddle for a bit, alright, Inky?" He heard the deep voice of Nightmare speaking to him, but he could tell it was Error holding him because he didn't feel Nightmare's goop. He nodded. "Alright; that's fine, I like both of your cuddles anyways." Ink hummed, but the movement made him remember where the trio were. They were in Nightmare's room, the most sheltered room in the entire castle where the Bads didn't dare to go unless they knew Nightmare was in the room and needed him for something. He felt a dip under him, a soft cushion-y feeling underneath him; they were sitting on the bed since there was enough room for all three of them there, pretty much the only comfortable spot in the room. He felt two bodies sink next to him, a soft huff coming from one of the places; on his left. He felt the spot to his left curl up; legs were brought upwards so there was only the weight of the person's feet and rear. He remembered Error would casually go into a position similar; fetal position, if he was correct, so the movement to his right he felt was most likely Nightmare. The assumption quickly became a noticeable fact when he felt skeletal arms wrap around him; but there was a slick substance coating the bones, making him slightly shiver from the sudden contact; Nightmare was holding onto him now. Able to feel where Nightmare's goop-coated arms wrapped around his form, he slowly raised his hands up to hold onto Nightmare's arms lightly, letting out a soft and content hum of happiness from the affection and contact. He felt the weight to his left shift and crawl over to him and Nightmare; now he could pinpoint it as Error coming to share the affection. A head lay on his lap, making Ink able to hear the faint ambience noises that Error would always emit. With his loss of sight, his hearing and touch had become enhanced; the subconscious thought came to him again, about the tenth time since the flowers crossed onto his sockets and covered his vision. Quickly, he dismissed the thought from his head and lightly gripped Nightmare's arms; a signal he would show if he were to close his eyes since they couldn't see anymore and sometimes it worried them, doing said action of closing his eyes after he gave the signal. The familiar blackness gripped him, the contact from both Error and Nightmare made him relaxed; extremely relaxed, like nothing could harm him while like this although he was well aware something easily could. He slowly felt himself drift into the comfort of sleep once more, in fact, he swore he felt Nightmare's breathing slow as well as Error's. He knew the two were worried about him and were adjusting to the sudden mass of flowers affecting his bones and giving him searing pains whenever he moved; it was hard for him to keep up being happy, but he didn't want to put more pressure on Nightmare nor Error. Worry crept into his own emotions, as well as a twinge of fear for what would happen to him. He knew about Flowerfell and how the mass of growing flowers affected Frisk in that AU- He couldn't think about that right now though. He had to focus on the moment; not the past nor the future. He let his attention focus back on the slow and calmed breathing of the now-asleep Error and Nightmare cuddling him. He shifted slightly so he wouldn't disturb them, but enough to the point he could lay his head on Nightmare's chest and listen to the other's soul pulsing. More pain struck his bones as he moved, but he did his best to ignore it. As he listened to the slow beat of Nightmare's soul, it further relaxed him, making him feel more drowsy. Eventually, he drifted into the grips of sleep, cuddled up with Nightmare and Error comfortably.