Outertale acted as a safe space—normally for other alternate universes—and sat on neutral ground.
A puddle of ink appeared near a cliff, bubbling until a skeleton came out and laid stiff. But then they slowly floated as they accepted their fate, watching the stars and constellations with half lidded eye sockets. He blinked, eye-lights changing into an exclamation mark and light grey square as he was floating upwards.
"Woah!" he flailed around with sudden fear, glancing everywhere for the ground to land. "How do I get down?!" he shouted out to the stars above.
"You gotta let yourself relax, Ink." the protector swung his skull backwards to stare at the Sans of the AU. Outer gave a lazy grin and casually floated up. "Kinda like reverses the gravity for you."
"That doesn't make sense." Ink deadpanned.
"Does the multiverse make sense?" The Sans teasingly shot back.
The artist exhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding and closed his sockets. Breathing in, he relaxed his tense bones. Slowly but surely he floated down with ease, proven by Outer's clapping.
"Huh!" Ink grinned, jumping to the Sans with wonder. They asked him questions about how the gravity worked, especially when you can control it. "Please tell me! I promise I won't let anyone else know!" they whined.
"Nope, everyone knows already anyway."
"What?"
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Inktobertale 2022 (Writing edition)
FanfictionYEAHHHHH INKTOBERTALE LET'S GO RAHHH Doing every prompt that I can :)) Comyet my beloved, thx for the new prompt list <3
