Hey Brother

Freedom...?

They both turned to see Stars, Swap, and Wingding. ("excuse me?") "e-exc-use m-e?" Error muttered, bewildered. "I think we may have a way to get you both back out into the Multiverse." Wingding said again. "The affect would be temporary, but we have two vials of a unique 'shortcut' that could potentially allow the user to bypass the 'barrier' that holds us here." Stars explained. "two... meaning you probably wouldn't be able recreate it if you took it." Ink guessed. The Three members of the Gaster Gang exchanged looks. "It's for the betterment of the Multiverse." B said as he came down the stairs. "We all miss our boys dearly, yes, but you both have a balance to maintain if I understand correctly. You are extremely important to the Multiverse's safety." The brother's looked at one another. ("stars, i'm hungry and tired, maybe tomorrow we can leave?") "st-ar-s, i-m hun-gry an-d tir-ed, m-ay-be tom-orr-ow we c-an le-ave?" Swap jumped at that. "Oh please, do eat and rest before you leave, I highly doubt you will take care of yourselves again after you've gone!" The others didn't protest to this bought time.

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Ink didn't know if what Error was planning was what he was thinking, but if it was, he was already on board. They didn't call him the Creator for nothing. His brother seemed close to these Gaster's, they liked him even if he was the Destroyer. Ink was glad Error had friends. Maybe Ink could make a more permanent version of this, if the plan he had in mind didn't work. Ink and Error both looked confused when somebody knocked. "oh please don't tell me dream or blue jumped.."
("please don't tell me nightmare shoved the murder time trio in..") "pl-ea-se don-t te-ll me nigh-tma-re sh-ov-ed th-e mur-der t-ime tri-o in.." Ink looked at Error. ("he may be a grumpy ass,") "he ma-y be a gru-mpy a-ss," Swap gave Error a disapproving glance, ("but he still cares about me.") "bu-t he st-ill car-es ab-out me." Wingding had gotten up to get the door. "Oh, Maestro, it's been awhile. Please come in and meet our other guests." The Gaster of Underbeats did, legitimately surprised. "So this is where you have been, Ink, and with the Destroyer too. Greetings, I am called Maestro, a friend of the Creator." Error raised a brow, not surprised. ("error, ink's little brother.") "e-rr-or, ink's lit-tle brother."

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Maestro was impartial to Error, which was better than being hated, but Error still didn't stay long before heading up to the bedrooms (and lab). The vials were a midnight blue, a little lighter than the void itself. Error wouldn't be surprised if some of the voids magic was mixed in. Ink didn't take to much longer before he joined his brother upstairs. (kiki, could you replic-") "kik-i, cou-ld yo-u rep-lic-"
"way ahead of you, ruru. they will not continue to be trapped in this darkness." As a Sans, naturally both could read Wingdings, so once Ink found the ingredients list that had been made along with the calculations for how much of everything went into a vial, he replicated enough of them for everyone to leave. They both took a couple of the replicas, Ink holding his up as if making a toast. "to your new friends, may you hang out with them whenever you like!" Ink downed the vial, trying not to gag. ("meet you on the other side, brother, i have one more thing to do.") "m-ee-t y-ou on th-e oth-er si-de, bro-ther, i ha-ve o-ne mo-re thi-ng to do."

"we figured we'd give you guys a gift for your hospitality, so this isn't goodbye. enjoy your lives with your families gaster gang, and we will be seeing you around the multiverse."

- ink the creator and error the destroyer

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