Sometimes AUs were created without any Underground, or even monsters, or humans, or living beings as a whole. They were missing the essentials of a classic AU, sometimes only being composed of a unique timeline. Ink called them Abnormal Universes, to avoid the term Anomalies because it reminded him of Error. He didn't even understand why creators would create such things. Neither did he understand why Dream would hide there.
But if Nightmare hadn't lied to him (he didn't have an interest in lying anyway), this was the place where Dream had found refuge. Some universe composed of one single, massive jungle. Ink had to let his emotions drain out until he was sure Dream wouldn't be able to feel him coming. So here he was, with a machete, making his way through the bushes, desperately trying to find any signs of his... ex-friend's presence. The AU his brother was in was the best Nightmare could find without entering said AU.
He had made the good choice of switching his usual outfit for something that could be dirtied without it being a problem. He eventually chose something rather light : an explorer vest and shorts. Perfect since he had nothing to fear about mosquitos or leeches. He would often meet weird animals that could be found nowhere else in the Multiverse, but his lack of emotions also stopped him from getting his attention drawn by these. After a few hours, he came across a clearing. A perfect place to set up a camp. Maybe he could find some traces that would lead him right to Dream this way. He entered the clearing without caution, and suddenly felt the ground disappear under his feet.
The whole clearing fell down into a large hole, and Ink with it. He landed harshly, and felt a big rock fall on his left arm. Clearly, this trap had been set by someone. He'd best quickly get out of it. He reached for Broomie, only for his hand to close on nothing. He looked up, and saw that something had ripped the strap that held Broomie, with all his vials on it, and pined it against a wall. The object was a cyan arrow that radiated a powerful, yet comforting energy.
Of course.
"Trying to leave so soon ? That ain't happening. You should have stopped searching when you could."
Ink stared at the silhouette that had appeared out of the hole.
"Hello Dream."
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Inktobertale 2021 : Compilation of novels
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