A/N; me, updating?? wow,, also thank u for 50k reads <3
Also this chap will be rewritten eventually because I'm unhappy with it but take it for now <3
Ink's POV
"What is it? Have you come to be annoying again?"
Nightmare's tentacles raised and sharpened slightly.
"That's not a nice way to talk to your superior~"
"..Superior? Whatever, I have more worrying things to deal with."
"Such as?"
I pointed towards Error, not needing to say a proper response. He should've easily been able to see what I was talking about.
"What's up with you? You're acting more grumpy than usual."
"I'm just.. I'm just tired of you randomly appearing out of nowhere acting like you were already a part of the conversation, that's all."
"What else do you want me to do? It's fun intruding on you and Error~"
"Shut up, I-"
Error made a loud beeping sound again, signalling that he had rebooted.
"Ah, you're awake."
"Shut it, asshole."
Error gripped his head and sighed, he was probably still in pain from his reboot, but it confused me as to why he even agreed to touch me in the first place. I mean.. I know Nightmare hurt his ego and he felt like he had to do it, but why wouldn't he just cuss out Nightmare? Why did he decide that touching me was the only thing to do in that situation?
"Uh-"
"Leave. I don't want to look at your ugly face for a while."
Grouchy much? I stood up and walked towards Nightmare, who stretched out his tentacle to block the doorframe.
"Ah, but you know-"
I yanked down his tentacle and walked through the doorway, ignoring how his tentacles flared and sharpened at me. As I walked away, I heard him screaming about how I'd regret this, about how he'd kill me, etc etc. I didn't really mind though, I knew he probably still needed me for information, so there's no way he'd kill or hurt me badly. Before long, I bumped into Cross who was holding a baking tray with.. cookies?
(I)"..Do you bake?"
(C)"Nah, Killer does, I'm just meant to be taking one to everyone, d'you want one?"
(I)"Sure, but if you're taking one to Nightmare and Error I'd suggest leaving it until later, heh.."
Cross tilted his head slightly and smirked.
(C)"What did you do this time?"
(I)"Okay so you know how Nightmare does that weird thing where he pretends to be tough and puts his tentacles in front of doorways or on doorknobs so we can't leave?"
(C)"Yeah?"
(I)"I yanked his tentacle down from the doorway."
Cross' smirk vanished, and his facial expression only showed sorrow.
(I)"..Cross?"
(C)"Hey, Ink? Don't tell Night I mentioned this, but.. there used to be another member of our Gang."
I stepped back slightly, afraid of where this might be going.
(C)"He was a version of Fell, and he also yanked down Night's tentacle.. and, well, there is a reason why he used to be a part of the gang.."
(I)"Did Nightmare kill him or something?"
(C)"Yeah, a lil' bit."
(I)"I don't think he'll kill me, I still have info about Dream, Blue-"
(C)"But he knows you won't give up anything of value, Ink. I mean yeah I doubt he'd kill you considering you're immortal and shit but like.. I dunno, I don't think he'd accept that kind of behaviour, y'know?"
I sighed and picked up one of the cookies from Cross' tray.
(I)"To be honest, I don't really care about what he's gonna do to me, I think Error would side with me and since Nightmare needs Error on his side I don't think he'd do anything to piss him off."
(C)"Nah, Error and Nightmare fall out all the time, they argue a ton then ignore each other for like a day or two and then start talking to each other like normal. Hey, uh, how did it happen? Like, y'know, the Nightmare tentacle yanking thingy?"
(I)"Oh! Error and I held pinkies, and Nightmare came down and-"
(C)"You what?!"
(I)"Huh? Oh! Yeah! I held Error's pinkie finger and then he.. well.. crashed."
(C)"Dude, do you know how cool that is?! Error rarely lets anyone touch him!"
(I)"..People have touched Error before?"
(C)"Well, only Nightmare, but still! I wasn't expecting Error to ever talk to you, let alone let you touch him!"
(I)"Eh, it's not that important.."
Cross blinked a few times before sighing.
(C)"Ink. That's a massive deal."
(I)"I mean I-"
"Hey, bitch boy!"
I turned around to see Nightmare stood in the hallway, Error standing somewhat far away from him. I took a bite of the cookie and turned back around to face Cross.
(I)"So, as I was saying, I don't really think it's a big deal."
Cross stayed silent for a few seconds before turning around and walking away from us.
(I)"Cross!"
(C)"Nah, that's crazy shit, you can deal with that by yourself!"
I felt a tentacle wrap around my neck as I watched Cross get further and further away.
"You know, originally I only came here to ask you about something, but if you want to act this way, then-"
"Just ask him the question so I can leave."
There was silence for a few seconds before I felt the tentacle leave my neck. I turned around to see Nightmare glaring at Error, with Error just staring at him emotionlessly, his arms crossed.
"Tch, fine."
Nightmare cleared his throat and turned to face me, his tentacles slightly lowering.
"..I need to measure you."
"..I'm 5'4."
A slight chuckle came from Nightmare as I sighed impatiently.
"I didn't mean your height. I meant.. well, okay, I did need your height, but I more-so meant the.. hm."
"Ugh. He means the circumference of your entire body. Head, shoulders, waist, etc."
"..Why?"
"I need to know to see what type of Soul I should be looking for. You know how younger Monsters have smaller Souls? Yeah."
"But I'm.. an adult..?"
"For fuck sake you're so bad at explaining! You know how taller and bigger Monsters typically have bigger Souls and shit? And how smaller Monsters have smaller Souls? He needs to know how big the Soul needs to be in regards to that."
"Oh! Okay that makes sense. So.. you need to measure me and shit? Like, now?"
"Now, preferably."
"..Alright."
Nightmare and Error began walking away, and I followed them since.. well, I assumed I needed to.
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