I was reincarnated as Error

Chapter 18 - Dust joins the battle

Ink lays on the floor and starts sighing every three minutes, Error and horror ignore him and instead play a two player boardgame since it's the only thing that Dream will let them play since Horror destroyed the table in the middle of Uno after not getting a single turn amd getting blocked and plus two so many times.

Error put carl in his cage he set up in dreams house , the Anti-void isn't suitable for an animal nor is Nightmares castle because of Dust and killer. Dreams was the only place that was mostly save for him. Plus pallette likes him.

Speaking of pallette he was currently sleeping on his lap, he doesn't know when he got there cause he was taking a nap on the couch but he doesn't mind that much. Though the not being able to move around with out waking him up is a challenge.

He needs to move around, and fine a comfortable position to stay in.

He zoned out a minute ago looking at the ceiling, Error was waiting on Horror to make a move. He only snapped out of it when nightmare appeared from the ground.

He stared at him unfazed with his sudden appearance, he was to tired to deal with anything right now he just wants a nap or sleep. he mostly wants soda so he can add some tequila, he doesn't know why Dream likes to drink it straight out of the bottle it tastes sour and spicy.

It's a terrible taste.

Maybe he... is he being asked about something?

"-so he is staying here with you guys right now is that okay Error."

He looked blankly at nightmare with no thought in those eyes. He looked at the skeleton next to Nightmare.

It was dust, he wasn't surprised that he gets dropped off with them when nightmare can't deal with him and killer fighting eachother anymore.

Weird for Nightmare to ask him this, he's the least responsible and barely has no energy to care about anything (which is a lie) for a long time.

"Hey du-ust."

"Shut up."

"Did someone make dusty wusty angry?" Ink said. Which wasn't something Error expected and got thrown off guard by the first thing Ink has said after two hours.

He shouldn't chuckle at the name Ink made, but when has that stopped him before.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY ERROR!!"

Dust reaction made horror laugh at him too.

It only ended up with Error wheezing and gasping for air which he needed to remind himself that he's a skeleton which only remained for minutes before his mind going blank again.

Pallette ended up waking up in the end.

"Hi Mr.Dust!" Pallette they said joyfully.

"Sup kid."

Pallette looked around, he saw Ink dying of laughter and Horror calming down. He looked at Error and dust in confusion.

Pallette asked "Why are Mr.Ink and Horror like that?"

"Don't mind them they're being Idiots." Dust said in disdain.

"What is an idiot?"

"Ink." Error said without hesitation.

"H-Hey!"

"Don't talk to me until you fucking stop wheezing like a dam hyena."

"Y-your mean!"

Error ignored him.

"So dus-"

"No."

"... You didn't hear what i have to say!" Error wined.

"I don't have to. I'm not committing arson with you."

"Not what i was going to say."

Dust raised his non-existent eyebrows "What then."

"Do you want to prank kill-"

"Yes."

"I didn't even finish!"

"You where going to say killer i accept."

Error stared blankly at dust for one moment before sighing. 

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Killer looked at his bed strangely, he would never look at his bed in any time of day but it's kind impossible when it's covered with blood. 

My damn blanket! It's going to take so long to clean that up. He thought.

The floor also had blood. Some blood was dripping off of something and it's definitely not the head of a pig in his wall.

It had one of it's eyes dangling out of its eye socket.

"It's a real pig! that's going to take so much time to clean." He groaned.

"It's eye is even fucking loose!"

He stepped into the room it already felt sticky. How long was the blood placed here?

"I don't want to clean this up."

He saw something in the corner of his eye. He looked at what he saw.

It was something written in blood, he read it out loud "You look like a handmade toy." He stayed silent for a second. 

"HEY! I'M MUCH BETTER THAN A HANDMADE TOY!"

"KILLER WILL YOU SHUT UP YOUR GOING TO INCREASE MY MIGRAINE!"

"Sorry Boss!"

"...It was dust isn't it, that damn emo."

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