Inktobertale 2022 (Writing edition)

19• Nostalgia

Ink couldn't remember when was the last time he hung around his parents.

Sure, he loved exploring and protecting every AU a creator made, but it still left a part of him longing for fatherly love and quality time. He hadn't remembered when he actually laughed out loud with them, genuinely and happy to be near the Gasters.

The times when Big Top—his father—and him goofed around while he sewed, did circus shows for Aster though his dad was always pleasantly surprised. A few precious moments was when the three watched the stars in Zephyrtale with total silence, comforting and safe. The joy he felt when one of his fathers hugged him or gave a pat to his skull was so loving it made him almost burst into tears every time.

They smiled whenever he rambled off about something he was interested about, they looked at him amused when he jokes about their relationship, though it never gets old. Ink didn't know why but the most memorable moment he cherished was the day they got married. Their love for each other bloomed immensely and beautifully that he cheered for the sealed kiss the longest. Creators above, he loves his parents.

But they aren't here.

"They're safe, do not worry, but you can still visit them." said the monochrome child, staring at him with blank void-like eyes.

"I can't." he finally mumbled out.

He couldn't. He can't just come back into their lives expecting a welcoming hug and warm smiles, especially with the AUs destroyed. They would stare at him with disappointment and frowns instead. Though a bit of hope was tiny and helpless to see them once again.

"I respect your decision, Ink. Though I may have to add, they miss you dearly."

He didn't need to think twice that they did. Hopefully, when this is all over, he can get back to their arms.

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Lately been in a Zephyrtop mood, like omg. They're so cute hhh :,)