"You should forget about me"
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This story is a small story about a romance between the Protector Ink and his polar opposite the Destroyer Error. Even with the big diffrences and centuries of one sided hatred. They started to get closer.. W...
Author notes: Like last time I take full credit for the thinking of the story but the start is mostly inspired by
Go check em out Also shut up about my grammar mistakes Now imagine everything Ink says will be translated to Wingding until I say he isn't cuz I'm too lazy to not _____________________________________ Under a confused gaze the still nameless skeleton asks "Who... even... are.. you?".
The answer did shock our dear Papyrus who now discovered a new monster who could speak that language.
Papyrus began communicating with the new arrival in the common tongue between them. Nameless always replied with a dead look on his face, no features or movement of his pupils could show any type of reaction. The tall one was a little worried about the unknown soulless. So he has brought his new friend to the his and his brother's house.
Sans was out for a walk outside of his usual spots in hope of having anything to do. After a long time not finding a single drop of drama or anything to find amusement in he headed home. On his way he kept hearing the small gossip of the so-called young and strange skeleton who was impossible to communicate with.
Once home the tall sibling Papyrus sat down nameless and went to say "You stay here friend, I will come back with my delicious specialty, spaghetti!". The monster stared and simply nodded, acknowledging the other's statement and sat there stiff like a stick.
A while later the lazy older brother Sans arrived home disappointed. He has not found any news about the skeleton. He enters the household and heads for the kitchen for maybe a ketchup bottle to down again.
With a surprise look on his boned face he looks at the shorter one who was sat on one of the chairs around. From how he sat Sans couldn't see the face of the individual and the latter didn't bother turning around looking at the new presence. Sans feeling rather alert walks to the blank monster and calls for his brother's name.
The blank one continued to stay sitting on the chairs looking directly in front of himself with the same blank face he had for a while. Paps rushes to the kitchen table thinking that an emergency occurred and was needed for the likes of it. But he sighed since the reason for his call was simply his older brother who probably had questions about the individual.
"Hello Sans! I'm sure you heard the rumors of this young fella! I brought him home because he wanted a taste of my masterpiece of a recipe." Sans looks at the said young fella "Hey buddy what are you doing here?"
Paps replies with "Oh Sans I forgot to tell you he only speaks WingDing! It is another reason why I have brought him here. No one really understood him." Sans surprised once again repeats in WingDing to the silent being then asks his name. The mass was silent longer than usual and simply stared at the pair of brothers in front of him.
The latter looks at his hand and remembers important information, his vials. He takes the yellow one and drinks a little amount of it. The brothers both don't stop their questioning gaze and stare at him. Ink finally gets a big smile on his face, completely unbothered to drink the others he stares back at the skeletons. Then he said "I am willing to answer your questions I have an answer of"
Sans looked at him, he didn't know how to react. A random strange skeleton arrives in his town, then doesn't speak anything else other than Wingding and also has a weird style that seems creepily similar to his own and then implies he doesn't have or know a name.
He was a bit suspicious of #4 so he tried getting more answers out of him, with the problem of the nameless's amnesia. He starts by asking where he came from but the being had already forgotten such information. Then asked his age Ink didn't know his age, in fact in his void of a home there is possibly no actual time passing so he has less of an answer. So he answered the same again, he has forgotten.
Then the one in a blue vest asks "Why do you forget everything? We seem to ask you things that have happened recently or common knowledge but you don't seem to know the answers."
#4 was a little under pressure by all the eyes on him behind the windows and being asked many questions at once. The smiling skeleton knew people were watching him through the window. He always did, he had sharp senses he could also feel their looks on him. He suddenly puked.. black ink?! Both people in the room and out of the window were surprised, it was the first time it happened to the nameless.
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The blank skeleton who was surprised has the others and starts to apologize with a very happy face.
That made Sans more suspicious of the short skeleton believing he was avoiding the questions and was apologizing with the same face he now has for a while. He doesn't seem to be acting any different from earlier other than he was smiling.
The stranger took Broomie and swooped the dark liquid on the floor at the same time Papyrus arrived with some papers to clean up.
The nameless was proud to show off his first creation and how useful it was. But it just made the situation worse. They had more questions about his strange creation and everything was getting noisy because the town villagers were at the windows looking at what was happening inside.
The mass didn't like what was happening, he didn't like it a single bit. So he....
To be continued...
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Hua here!! Updated the fic on August 6th 2024 you may enjoy the remade version
