Torn

𝘌𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

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❝𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨..❞

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          The second you arrived in the Doodlesphere, you instantly threw your hands over your eyes and hissed at the brightness. Now that there was no more AU's to cover and litter the Doodlesphere, the bright yellow, and somehow ominous, sky was there to blind you with ease. You rubbed your eyes a little as you slowly balanced yourself on the platform Ink had placed the two of you on.

Ink looked over to you and sighed and shook his head. "I knew I should've kept the AU's as paint buckets." He muttered before walking a safe distance away from you, peeking at you every so often. After a few seconds of your blinking, your eyes were opened wide when you felt the platform under you slowly break, making you lose your balance.

You jumped when the piece you were standing on finally broke, your body slowly floating upwards and away from the decaying piece of land. You waved your arms around frantically, trying to gain your balance, only to hear a small snort from behind you. A gentle hand was placed on your shoulder and steadied your balance, you flinched at the contact, but ended up reaching over and placing a hand on Inks shoulder.

Ink gave you a soft smile as you could only give him a glare, making sure to keep your distance as best as you could. "We've come so far that none of this seems real.." Ink muttered, aimlessly looking around the Doodlesphere. You looked around with him as well, furrowing your brows as you looked at the work Error had done. "Or feels real..." Ink said quietly, slowly looking down at his hand. You looked down at Ink when you saw him bring his hand closer to his face.

You squinted at the pink present in his hand, you looked in slight disgust at how ugly the shade of pink was. "What's that?" You asked Ink, attempting to push yourself away from him before getting scared and grabbing his arm. Ink gave you a concerned look before returning it to the box in hand. 

Ink rocked the box in his hand a little before jumping and slapping his skull, making you lose grip on his arm. "Right! Fresh! I forgot again!" Ink screamed at himself before tucking the present safely away in his scarf. "Where did he go?" Ink wondered as he looked around himself, only for his eyes to land on you gripping the end of his scarf like it was a life line.

You shot Ink a glare, "Are you going to stop flinging around? I need something stable to grab and you're the only thing I can grab. It's a pain in the ass when you are moving around." You growled at him slightly, making Ink look away bashfully as he held out his arm for you to grab. You sighed and forced your self to grab his upper arm, a shiver rolling up your spine as you did so.

Ink kept thinking and looking around, trying to find Fresh, all while you were trying to gain your new found balance in the Doodlesphere. "Maybe if I shout a bad word he'll show up!" Ink thought out loud. Once again, Ink brought his hands up to his face, making your grip on him fall. You screamed a little as Ink took in a deep breath, about to say a 'bad word' when a familiar pair of blue strings wrapped around his arms. You breathing staggered as you internally thanked Ink for forcing you hand off him.

Ink looked over and gave you an unsure look, about to scream something to you, only for your leg to get trapped in the blue strings as well. You sweat dropped as you and Ink were quickly pulled through a rift and into the Anti-void. Ink looked over and his face easily fell. "Oh no..." he said casually as you got pulled away from him, now hanging upside down in the void.

A loud blast dragged your attention to bellow you, there Error stood with a furious look in his eyes. "YOU ASSHOLE!!!" Error screamed, breathing heavily as Ink fell to the floor of the Anti-void. Error pulled his hand back, letting strings form on Ink's arms once more and tighten on your leg.