Torn

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❝𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙯𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢.❞

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          Staring up at the seemingly endless ceiling with seemingly endless sheets of paper, you waved your feet up in the air, kicking them back and fourth as you watched the sheets of paper bounce up and down. Sounds of humming coming from your, what you'd like to call, friend wasn't the only sound in the vast area you were in. If one things for certain, the Doodlesphere is loud as loud can get. Your friend was busy though, and even though you could bother him whenever you wanted, you found no need to at the moment.

You watched as the papers swayed once more, showing smiling faces of random characters drawn on them. You plant your feet on the platform you were on, making a loud noise which slightly startled the drawing skeleton behind you.  He only chuckled and kicked his feet around as he laid on his stomach, he's so happy he got you to stay with him. 

"What are you drawing this time, Ink?" You pondered, staring up at the papers. Did you know any of these AU's? No, but you couldn't care less, as they already served zero purpose in your life. The only one you knew was Undertale. Ink told you that was the only stable AU at the time, even though he's already glued some together.

"One of my friends!" Ink said loudly, now scribbling aggressively as he started to shade. You stood up abruptly before marching your way to him. Just as soon as you stood up, you stopped. This seemed all to familiar, this felt like the day you asked Error to go visit Underfell to pee. Shaking your head you continued to walk over to Ink before sitting yourself down in front of him, watching as he doodled. He was doodling Cross.

Sighing, you looked back upwards to the sheets of paper. "Hey Ink?" You got a hum in response, as Ink was still busy finishing up his pieces. "What AU's have you repaired?" The sound of Ink's pencil stopped, filling the area with only the loud noises of the Doodlesphere. You slowly dragged your eyes back to Ink, who was giving his drawing a look of uncertainty.

You furrowed your brows, and was about to reach out to touch Ink to check if he was alright, when he quickly sat up and pushed his drawing supplies to the side. "Underfell, Underswap, Outertale, Swapfell, Fellswap, Underlust and Epictale." His response was dull, and it lacked emotion. The lack of therefore made you look down to Ink's sash, his vials were running really low, all but his dark blue one was almost drained completely. His green, yellow and pink were completely gone, guess that explains his dullness today.

Letting your face fall into one of sympathy, you sighed and looked to the side. "Your vials are low, how do you plan on fixing that?" Ink hummed and brought a hand up and brushed them against his vials, never taking his eyes off you. Ink stopped at the usually pink one and took it out, before handing it over to you. You gave Ink a confused look. "Ink, why are you giving me your-?"

"Take the pink one, it'll fill up because of you." He replied swiftly, causing your heart to race a little. What does he mean that his pink one will fill up faster when it's with you? You were torn from your thoughts abruptly when Ink stood up, now towering over you and lending you a hand. "Pick one of the repaired AU's. I'll leave you in there while I go out to refill my vials." Ink said, he almost sounded like a metronome.