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"IM DONE " nightmare screams and throws ink again
"you have been nothing but ungrateful and selfish.  We dont want you here anymore" he screamed and picked him up again. He was at his end.

The smaller got slammed into the wall and then into the waste bucket. Small objects began to cut into him. Most likely glass and needles. It made Ink sleepy

Night slammed the lid on and locked it. "Throw it in the fire. No one opens it" he told his minions. 

No one wanted to. They all wanted Ink to be okay.
But as requested, the can moved and began to get hot..

and hotter.

and ...hotter

holy fuck they did throw him in the fire pit.

Ink slowly began to melt as the rays began to steam off the can. The porcelain came first... then his bones began to go.

Then the heat stopped and the can opened. Cross sat there with oven mitts on. He pulled ink out and ran with him as fast as he could.

The wind hurt. The weight of the air hurt. Everything hurt.

He was burnt badly.

They got outside and he was thrown into snow.
It didnt help. It made it worse.

The smaller began to scream in agony. It hurt so bad.

Until a golden cape was seen beside him. A light glow enveloped Inks body.
It was warm and fuzzy. But unnatural.  It made him scared

The capes owner sat down and began to caress Inks head.

"I got you baby boy"

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