Requested by g1nger_1zzy. Hope you enjoy the plot twist~
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It was so cold in Snowdin that even Ink's bones rattled.
First he lost Broomie; second, he fell through a portal; third, he didn't have his jacket.
" Great, just great." He grumbled, bony arms wrapped around himself; hugging himself to atleast try and preserve heat.
It did not work as a rush of cold wind blew past him." Shit-" He cursed, legs giving out as he sank to his knees in the white powder." Hopefully Error finds me..." Ink mumbled before his world turned black, face planting into the snow.
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In a blank space, a dragon with black bones paced back and forth, red and yellow paws thumping against the 'floor' of the blank landscape." I swear- if Ink doesn't show up in five minutes, I am going to literally devour him..." It spoke, muzzle in a snarl as puffs of smoke left his nasal cavity.
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The creature went through a portal where Ink's codes were, worry gnawed at his non-existent throat after Ink didn't show up.
The snow crunched under his weight, the cool powder against his scales felt unpleasant.
" Ink?" It question, sockets squinted to try and focus on the figure in the distance."Ink!" It bolted to the figure, wings slightly opened and tail flicking in worry as he bolted.
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" My Asgore-" The creature spoke, yellow teeth bared with absolute hate." I hate saving your ass." It growled, a scowl formed on its features.
The dragon sniffed the skeleton before opening its jaws and clamped it around Ink side ways, lifting its head up and turning it right-side up.
It gently threw the skeleton in the air before catching him in its jaws, Ink fully inside the cavern.
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The dragon tilted its head before swallowing, sending the small figure to its stomach. Not its crop since it was hungry. Besides: why digest someone important to it?
It felt the skeleton deposit in its internal chamber, an unnoticeable bulge forming by his middle. I hate you so much."
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Ink didn't know where he was nor did he remember anything-" Finally!" He looked up the see that: he was in an ecto-stomach." Wha-"" I was getting frustrated with you sleeping almost for six hours!"
" Error?"" Who else?" It was silent." I am never leaving you in charge of getting chocolate ever again." Ink almost chuckled, if it weren't for his throat being a bit dry.
Maybe, Error the Dragon and God Of Destruction, wasn't so bad.
The End
