Torn

𝘛𝘸𝘰

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❝𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩?.❞

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Cross had escaped the scene the moment the red skeleton had regained his consciousness, and lashing out at Cross. The red skeleton huffed as Sans walked forward, grabbing and slipping back on the slipper he had tossed at Cross. So much for a special attack, was what you thought as you looked at Ink, who was staring ahead with a fear ridden look, his right eye a purple triangle, left a green rectangle.

".. Ugh..." The red one eventually sighed out. You closed your eyes, tired out of your damn mind from dodging the random attacks that somehow found their ways to you. You almost dozed off before jolted awake by shouting "Just look at this disaster! DAMN!" The red one shouted, throwing his arms around. Ink approached the red one, before slightly shrugging.

"Um.. We're really sorry... But, hey! At least nobody is dead!" He explained, his right eye a somewhat sun shape that was purple, left a blue square. The red one growled before lashing himself out at Ink, who only threw his hands up in defense, his eyes changing to shapes you wouldn't bother with.

"You're sorry? YOU'RE SORRY!?" He shouted loudly, clenching his fists and his left eye a blaring red. "Snowdin has been destroyed!" He then latched himself onto Ink's scarf, lifting him up slightly as Inks worry grew more and more in the moment. "You caused all this, didn't ya? Fine! You'll have to explain this to my Bro-!" Fell was cut off with Sans's slipper thrown to his head, Inks worry seemed to dim just a little.

"Hey, I'm going to stomp you with my special attack if you don't shut your mouth, dude." Ink looked the other way, the red ones eyes blacked out as you stood there holding in a small chuckle. The red one dropped Ink, who waved his arms to the side of him to regain balance, before walking up to Sans, poking his chest harshly.

"You think this is some kind of joke!? Cuz you look like me, but way more stupid!" Suddenly, the atmosphere grew cold as both their eyes darkened themselves from their pinpricks as they stared into each others blank eyes.

"W a n n a  h e a r  a  b e t t e r  j o k e ? " 

"Hey guys, calm down!" Ink appeared in between the two, his eyes changing every blink he made. Eventually the red one turned away, his eye red again as he crossed his arms while Sans went slack again. "Your timeline will be safe, but you and the others should evacuate to another part of this world for safety." Ink carefully explained, making you look around the area.

That Cross dude had taken everything from Snowdin, including the cold weather! It was just a blank slate, the horizon was red, giving an eerie vibe to it if you stared long enough. You shuddered at the thought of getting lost in there before turning back to the three skeletons. Ink plastered on his happy face and clapped his hands together as you eventually stood away from the group. 

"This other Sans and I will handle thi-" A rift was open behind Ink and you, before strings wrapped around the of you both. Sans looked at you with worry as you and Ink were dragged into god knows where.

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Ink hung in the air, swinging his legs back and fourth as he looked around the area. This area was to nice to be the Anti-Void, and to empty to be the Doodlesphere. This was the in between. He kept looking around, trying to find you as he had seen a rift open behind you as well. Wait, you're here too!

Ink suddenly was flooded with his own wave of panics as his kicks became more desperate. He was able to loosen a singular string before the man himself slowly descended on his own little swing. He shot Ink a disgusted and confused look.