Still Brothers

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Ink stared down at the magma below, shaking. It wasn't supposed to go this way, he just wanted Error's trust and he just made things worse! In swallowed, tightening his grip around the railing. He had to go get him. Ink couldn't just leave Error there. Ink found himself jumping the rail and free falling down below. "i'm coming, error, just hold on.." He felt the C.O.R.E's magic take hold, scattering him through time and space to get get him to the Void. The process itself only took a second, but to Ink, it felt like forever. When darkness finally plagued him (he blinked a few times to be sure) he started moving. He would find his brother and save him, no matter if he wanted the help or not. Ink clenched his fists and grit his teeth. They were still brothers, no matter what Error said and no matter what Ink did. Their relationship was shredded, but Ink would fix this... somehow. He just had to find Error first, sense for his soul- Ink flinched. Error's soul was in a lot of distress. Ink couldn't waste anymore time. He had to find Error. Now.

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Ink couldn't do much in destroying the anomalies. His paints didn't stick to the shadows and Broomie could only do so much as far as keeping them away. When he saw the building, he didn't care to wonder why there was an entire hospital wing in the Void, he made a shortcut for it and slammed through the double doors, closing and locking them behind himself. Panting, Ink looked around. He felt that Error was nearby. "did he find the source here..?" He started looking around, both for Error and the source. They were mostly just stupid empty rooms. Where were they? Deeper in, he supposed, but how much further in? ("ah- stop, stop!") "ah-s-to-p, st--p!" Ink jolted, exited the room and down the hall, waiting. ("ink, please, please i'm sorry!") "i-nk, pl-ea-se, plea-se i-i-m s-orr-y!" Ink bolted down the hall, soul pounding a mile a minute. Error was in trouble. Error needed his help. Error was scared. Error needed Ink. Ink wasn't going to fuck this up. Not again. Never again.

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Ink hid when he spotted a Gaster leaving a room, many many Code Eaters were going in. Ink wasn't sure what it mean, but he got his fire paint ready, just in case. ("i'm sorry, ink, i'm sorry...") "i-m so-rry, i-nk, i-m sor-ry..." Error was in that room! Ink realized. He looked around for any sign of the Gaster, assuming him to be the source of the Multiverse's destruction, and went for the room, paint ready. ("kiki, please..") "ki-ki, pl-ease.." Ink rounded into the room, he wasn't going to let these damn bugs touch his brother. He splattered the ugly things with red paint and watched them burn as he took in the situation. Error strapped down with his code exposed for the Code Eaters to devour. It made Ink shake with rage and fear. What if he hadn't gotten here on time? Would he have ever seen his brother again? Ink forced a smile despite this. "i'm sorry i'm late error! i hope i made it in time!" He moved to free his brother from his bonds. ("keep your guard up, swapfell likes sneaking up on others..") "k-ee-p y-our gua-rd up, s-swa-pfe-ll li-kes s-sn-eak-ing up o-on oth-ers.."

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