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The anti-void

"Yes, because I am definitely a woman." Error spoke sarcastically. He did walk through though, Taking his time to spite the skeleton for the bad joke.
Ink was in the anti void surprisingly, he never really went there much, but he seemed to be just chilling on the floor, doodling. Ink kept drawing and than erasing, drawing and than erasing, it was like something was bothering him, but he couldn't quite put a finger on it.
Masky hopped through shortly after Error, they landed right behind the creative skeleton. "Salutations, sir." Masky greeted, putting his hand in a circular motion as a greeting.
Ink turned around to face them, he was quite energetic "Oh! Error! It's so nice to see ya! And also a monochrome dude-" Ink's eye lights turned to question marks as he looked at the masked person with curiosity, his head tilting a Little.

"I found a new monster." Error said whilst shrugging, pointing to Masky with his pointer finger, "I'm not quite sure how to describe it." He spoke, sitting on the floor across from Ink, one leg crossed over the other.
Ink shifted his body to fully face the both of them as Masky sat beside Error, "Gimme a second-.. Lemme guess your name... Hmmmmm....." Ink narrowed his eyes as green diamond shapes appeared in his sockets, a hand on his chin. He leaned Closer to the masked individual before an exclamation point and a star took over, "It's Masky, isn't it??" Ink guessed, excitedly.
"Huh, you guessed correctly." Masky replied in his usual monotone voice, not bothered by the potential joke ink was trying to make.
"I-.... I was mainly joking but hey! More points for me!" Ink laughed a bit, his eyes shut simply.
Error laughed slightly and shook his head. "This person changed personalities as fast as my mood swings-" he joked simply, looking away to hide his smile.

Ink leaned to Error, his eyes stars. "Wowza! You're in a good mood! I am mainly in a Good mood cause I chugged some yellow paint for more ideas, but that just made my head filled with non-sense." Ink sighed, leaning back and holding his head in his hand, his eyes turning to purple spirals.
'This multiverse's Ink and Error really are unique.' Masky thought about them as he watched the two interact, not speaking up.
"Why did you drink yellow paint? And how have you never gotten lead poisoning-?" Error asked, scoffing a little bit in good nature, Ink was pretty dumb and hey, if he died by lead poisoning, then that would make his job a bit easier, even if the thought of the other disappearing unsettled him.

"Did I seriously never explain to you how I get emotions? Welp! Story time!" Ink smiled as he threw his hands in the air and closed his eyes.
He put his hands back down and put up a finger, the other hand on one of his knees, "You see, each of the vials on my strap is filled with paint, these give me emotions based on the colors. Red is anger, orange is courage, yellow is happiness, green is kindness, blue is sadness, and purple is confusion." Ink smiled innocently as he put his hands onto his lap.
"Okay but why yellow? Why not something else?" Error asked, actually intrigued with the other's motives.
Ink smiled cheerfully "Well, it makes me feel better! And also makes me happy! Kinda like when I'm with you!" Ink indirectly flirted, intentional or not. Ink actually had a few other colors on his strap, like pink and a white one, but he didn't mention those.
"If it makes you feel better, doesn't that mean you weren't feeling okay?" Error suggested, enjoying logic over emotion, and by default completely missing the last part of Ink's sentence.
 Masky simply narrowed his 'eyes' at Error, how could he be so-.... Dense??

"Maybe?? I can't really tell." Ink rubbed the back of his head and tilted his head.
Masky spoke up "Hmm, you know, I've seen dried paint layers, and that gives me an idea, maybe there's such a thing as a paint cake? Like, dried paint could be the frosting or you could incorporate it?" Masky suggested, thinking it would be a pretty neat idea.
Ink's eyes brightened, two yellow stars stood in his eyelights "That's a wonderful idea!" He put his hands onto fists and held them to his chest like an excited school girl.
"That sounds interesting. Though, where would we go to find a kitchen?" Error said, his eyes lighting up slightly.
Ink got up, a smile on his face, "Don't you worry your pretty little head!" Ink grabbed broomy, his useful paintbrush, and spun the brush with one hand, getting into a fighting position. The short, creative skeleton leapt forward and splashed paint down forward, instead of landing on the cold floor, the streak revealed a part of a countertop.
Ink brushed away and after he was done, there was a few counters and a oven standing in front of him. "Ta-da~!!! I'm full of ideas now!" Ink smiled as he ran around his creation, he took way too much yellow paint for his small self.
Error grinned slightly at the fellow skeleton, scoffing a little. "Okay, lets do this." He spoke, walking up to the counter and perching on it slightly.

Masky just sat and watched, his expression unchanging so that Mischief could scream like a fan girl.
Ink painted a step stool cause he's ✨short✨. Ink found some confetti cake mix, and some eggs. The small artist painted in a measuring cup and some water in it before finding some of that vegetable oil.
Ink smiled as he finished the setting up. "Alrighty! All ready, I'm surprised you aren't annoyed yet by my energy, normally you would punt me across the anti void at times like these." Ink chuckled, it seemed the excess of yellow paint was wearing off but he still joked as he scratched the back of his head, sticking out his tongue.
"Yes, I'm just not in a punty mood. Plus, I like cooking." Error spoke in a matter of fact manner, jumping off the counter and grabbing the stuff gently from Ink.
Error grabbed a bowl from one of the cabinets and poured all the liquid ingredients into it, "Wanna stir it? You can lick the spoon after." Error suggested, pointing the whisk to Ink before grabbing the sugar to start making the dry ingredients.

Ink's eye lights shown stars, "Yes please!" Ink hopped onto the counter, putting the bowl on his lap and started whisking. Ink felt really peaceful but he didn't know why, he hadn't felt this certain feeling in a long time, and he barely ever took the color of paint associated with it, so he didn't know why he felt the emotion that came with that.
"I don't know how to make frosting from paint so, here's my vials for it." Ink said as he took off the strap, putting it down besides him.
Mischief had taken over Masky and got up, "May I help a bit? I can help with the frosting!" Mischief spoke cheerfully as he walked with a pep in his step towards the others.
"You've returned, this is Ink-" the destroyer gestured to his creative counterpart, "-and yes, you can do the frosting, but neither of you are going near the stove." Error spoke sternly, looking at Mischeif and ink before returning to mixing the dry ingredients, which proved to be harder to mix than usual. He hadnt given himself much time to relax after him and ink's fight, so his bones were still sore.
Mischief looked around for bowls and found one "Alrighty! How do I do this??" Mischief asked curiously as he looked at the bowl and the paint.
"Okay so take the vials, and some water. pour a few drops of the vials into the water and then pour it into the icing mix." Error said calmly walking over to the skeleton and demonstrating, "Dont put any sad emotions." He added on for safe measure. 
Mischief nodded, "Alrighty, I'll do the rest. Thank you~" Mischief did as error had said and added a few drops of all the positive emotions in, including the pink vial. Mischief then added it to the icing and stirred, Mischief was surprised by it, all the colors stayed in a tie dye pattern, they never seemed to have mixed. "And ta-da! A perfect positivity mix~" Mischief smiled as he held the icing up to the white void above.