Alright, so before we get into the OneShot I wanted to thank Arctic_f0x for helping me get to know DS Ink's emotions more!
Turns out he does have vials like original Ink. But the vials are like 'meds' for him to take so he can feel emotions. If he doesn't take the 'meds' he'll lose his emotions (becoming somewhat emotionless). When he becomes emotionless, he'll decide for himself that he doesn't need emotions.
(Correct me if I'm wrong-)
Anyways this was a request! I hope you enjoy it!
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You lunged at the straw dummy that was standing before you. Gaining speed you jumped into the air and you raised both of your swords. Coming back down to the dummy you took a swing with your swords and the dummy fell back.
"Heh. Beat that." You laughed and smirked at Ink who was leaning against the wall with a foot on the wall.
"Pathetic, as usual (Y/N)." Ink shook his head and walked forwards with his swords.
You both were doing sword training today. Ink left his big paintbrush by the wall. Ink started himself and lunged at the other straw dummy and swung his blades at it. Once ink regained his posture he turned towards you, and you watched the dummy fall apart. (Mad dummy would be furious-)
Your narrowed your eyes at him and he smirked. "What wrong? Cats got your tongue?"
You moved your legs into a fighting stance and lifted one of your swords to him.
"Oh, so we're doing this now. ." Ink's smirk faded.
You jumped forward and sped towards him with your swords. Ink swiftly moved out of your way and kept his gaze on you. Once you landed on the ground your turned to face him. Ink was already running your direction and swung his swords. You tired to block the attack but Ink knocked your swords out of your hands.
Ink pushed the blade of one of the swords up to your neck. "Looks like I win this round." He smirked at you.
"Don't get too cocky." You said and copied his expression. You swiftly stepped back and bent backwards and kicked your legs into the air (kinda doing like a backbend and doing some small flip), knocking the swords out of Inks hands. The swords fell to the ground and made some loud clanging.
You regained your posture and stood up in a fighting stance. Ink glared at you and threw a punch in your direction. You stepped back and moved your head back, narrowly dodging the punch. The air flowed into your face from how close it was. Ink kept throwing his hands (he finna throw hands tho) towards you and you kept backing up.
You took one last step back and your back hit the wall. "Frick." You said under your breath.
Inks fist slammed right beside your head, and you where pinned there. "Beat that." Ink mocked you and smirked, if a smirk could ever get any more smug Ink would be the one to be able to pull that off.
You frowned. "That's my line, not yours." You said trying to push Inks arms away, but his arms were like steel so you couldn't move him an inch.
"You mind moving?" You said plainly. Ink rolled his eyelights and pushed of the wall and went to grab the swords on the ground.
You were starting to catch your breath then picked up some of your belongings. You stuffed them into the duffel bag you bring when you go training.
"You didn't do so bad." You started.
"You didn't do so bad yourself either." Ink replied, he had put the swords up and was hauling the giant paintbrush over his shoulder.
"I've always wondered. Why do you carry that thing everywhere?" You asked while swinging the strap of the duffle bag around your shoulder.
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