Stories of an Ex Forced God of Destruction

Even More (requested) Drabbles

(A lot of the drabbles are requests from thegoldencatwithapen that I merged together because I couldn't think of long chapters for them, and there is an unofficial request from Firehedgehog in relations to a gift her Traveller left for my Error.)

Error was having a pretty peaceful day, all things considered. No therapy, no force feeding (Blue had certainly stopped doing that as much since Error had started drinking those smoothies, thankfully) and Ink hadn't done anything to annoy him yet today.

So far, not a bad day.

A wail from the kitchen ruined that belief sadly. Let's hope whatever broken wouldn't be too hard to fix or replace, or else Horror (Supreme Lord of the Kitchen [TM]) would be absolutely livid.

Error dropped down from his string nest in the living room and headed to the kitchen, the Gang right behind them and the rest if the household following soon after.

In the center of the kitchen kneeling on the floor was Horror, sobbing slightly at the broken remains of his brand new air fryer, his current favorite appliance. The maimed skeleton had only bought it the week earlier, so the fact that he had actually paid for it made the pain he felt at it's destruction even worse.

Horror span on the rest of the skeletons and growled at them all. "Who. Broke. It?"

Dream held up his hands, trying to placate Horror. "Hey, no need to be mad. I broke it! Let me replace it!" he lied.

Nightmare pushed his hands down with a tentacle. "No you didn't. You wouldn't touch it since you don't know how to use it. Killer?"

Killer shook his head. "Don't look at me. I haven't even been in the kitchen yet today. Look at Dust."

"What?!" Dust exclaimed, "I didn't break it! I don't even cook if I can help it!"

Killer raised a bone brow. "Strange, how did you know it was broken?"

Dust gestured at the appliance. "Because it's right there in front of us, you idiot!"

"Suspicious."

Dust pulled out a bone attack and tried to stab Killer, only to be stopped by Nightmare grabbing them and separating them.

Ink raised a hand, catching everyone's attention. "I don't know if it's relevant or not, but I'm pretty sure that Error was the last one to leave the kitchen earlier."

Error shook his head. "I was, but I didn't even touch it."

"Then why were you standing next to it earlier?" Ink queried, suspicious.

"Because the tooth picks were next to it and I was reading about something called acupuncture and wanted to try it." Error explained, leading to Blue smacking him and telling him off.

Dream sighed and pulled his wallet out of his storage space. "Can we not fight? I'll pay for it! It's not a problem!"

Nightmare stopped Dream for opening his wallet. "No, let's just find out who broke it so they pay for it."

Blue lent towards Nightmare. "I wasn't going to say anything, but Cross's been awfully quiet." he whispered.

Cross glared at Blue. "Really, Blue?!"

A full argument broke out between the group, with a select few trying to stop the fight, and Error used his strings to pick up the air fryer and pieces. Honestly, he didn't see the point of fighting about a machine that could be easily fixed with some time. Hell, Error could probably make it even better by splicing it with a pie warmer, a toaster and a microwave oven.