Waking up as Ink sans (v1)

SCP 14: Existential crisis that leads to daydreaming about Error

XXXIV

Ink/3rd POV

If there were something that Ink, or the host of the skeletal body, always wanted to be, that would probably be being able to see the past, the present, and the future. He is aware that it's called a sub-power of omniscience, time manipulation, and temporal presence, he studied it when he was younger at school and he does wonder what would he does if he had those capacities on his hands. Why was he suddenly thinking about this when he was reading one of the files that he needed to check? It's because the subject was about TK, or Time Kid for whoever doesn't understand.

There was another thing that Ink wanted to do when he was a young teenager, he wanted to be able to throw cards with the exact same strength and speed as Hisoka from Hunter x Hunter, not that he was a big simp for this character like the majority of his fans, he was simply amazed by his cards tricks, even though he hated the guy, he wanted to be able to throw cards like him.

And now, somewhere in the present,...

The same guy who was a fan of tricks and supernatural shit was reincarnated into a fictional character.

Yes, Ink was having an existential crisis during the meeting just by reading TK's document.

He had given up to understand the concept of life the first moment when he finally realized where he was and who was he now, a skeleton. A magical skeleton.

He wondered what would the world do if they know, and by world, he meant his world, the creator's. Thinking of the creators, were they from his world? were they fictional voices from fictional creators, or were they just other than creators' voices?

If he would be telling them his situation, would they help him? would they criticize him? insult him? leave him?

The last one wouldn't be a problem because he has been ignoring them since the voices started aggressing him.

Ink placed TK's files on the 'done' pile of documents and pick his last paper. For a 'zone out' professional, he was quite the fast one, wasn't he? If of course, you put his dyslexia aside,... same for his dysorthographia,... or his existential crisis that would occur every now and then. Seriously, stop giving Ink papers to decipher and let him drink some good ass water.

The last paper was a red one and red papers meant emergency, which would occasionally mean that a group of 5 Star minimum would have to take care of the problem without anyone knowing, without troubles, and without injuries.

Ink read the case's profile and suddenly had the urge to choke on air.

ATTENTION READER!!!

Now dear readers, you will have to play a little game of "who da heck is dat?"

The rules are simple, I will give some short entries and you will guess who da heck is dat.

Ready?

Go!

-The being is a Sans with 'he' as a pronoun

-He has mismatched eyes

-I love his cute face

-E's Such a QT

-He is often shipped with two Sans with their name ending with an R (..............r) and another one whose last letter is not even a letter.

-He hates a Sans with a name ending with an R (.............r)

-His favorite food is colored in blue

-He has lost his mind

-If you wanna get rid of him, good luck

-He has exactly 18 ship children (or more)

Still haven't guessed?

-He's considered as a Multiversal Danger

Have you finally guessed who da heck is dat?

Anyway, it was Fatal Error.

Ink pales up as he leans over the table to take a thinking pose, reading again and again Fatal's document with attention, at least, more than the previous papers.

If Fatal exist, what about Geno who is just in front of him? Does Fatal Error come from a copy of Aftertale? If so, does Error tried to kill his younger brother?

Or maybe, he tried to get rid of every copy of his brother because the ancient Ink is a douchebag for creating thousands of hundred of things that will never really interest him and blablabla.

Ink widen his eyes as he realized that he had forgotten that he made a pact with the squid so the accident of four days ago wouldn't happen again.

Oh, you must not know that the mystery from Ink's coma was only from the old guardian who was trying to get his body and steal his soul back.

The only person that is aware of this is Error. He is the only one who knows about Ink's real identity and situations, that is what makes him trust him first with information and questions.

Yes, their friendship bond only happened in one day only but the both of them were already feeling close, but weird as fuck at the same time.

(I love how Ink was having an existential crisis and now he's daydreaming about his friendship with Error)

By close they meant, Error already created a nickname for the smaller, it was midget.
As for Ink, he was thinking of calling him Pixel, the name was cute and charming..

...and if he doesn't like it or complain about it, Ink has been thinking of mother fucker, it's a good nickname for a bitch.

Ink was in a mood to be salty, it did felt like eons since he had drunk coffee so it's understandable. Coffee can makes him... A bit bitter, as he likes it, if he doesn't get his daily amount of it.

Back to the subject, he has made a pact with the old hag and completely forgot about it, between him waking up with overprotective friends, the pregnancy story, Nightmare being beating up but the reconciliation that comes after, Ink's and Error's plan for the children to get what they want, ... It sure was already a tiring day already, and it was only 5 pm...

Once home, Ink will jump on that goddamn bed that he had dreamed of and sleep.

After the meeting and his part of the deal of course, or else he would probably fall into a coma on the next occasion his soul would be summoned.

And tomorrow, he will take care of the secret promise that he has made to Stain...