Tied Up With You

Fame

"I can't believe it." When I turn around I see it is Ink who popped into the Anti-void.

Error snaps out of his daze and stands up quickly pulling out of my hold.

"Ink! Why you little-"

Then Error turns to look at me and plops back down onto the bean bag chair.

Surely this can't get worse, right?

Our little hangout soured pretty quickly after that.

First Ink left then it was my turn to leave Error.

Error seemed hesitant to let me leave, but he accepted that I had to go. Wonder why he just let me leave? He has the power to keep me in the Anti-Void forever.

As soon as I landed into the Omega timeline I was bombarded with AU news reporters.

"The worlds want to know how did you do it?" One reporter asked.

"Do what?"

Another reporter shoves their way to the front.

"How does it feel to be the one who tamed the Destroyer of Universes?"

Seemingly, I managed to get myself on Underverse news.

It dawned on me that Error being out of commission was a big thing. Especially when every AU I went to recognized me not from the X-Event, but from stopping the one of the biggest threats to their universes.

It has been three weeks and the entire multiverse is not over it. Ink and his b*tch a** loud mouth couldn't keep shut before he forgot.

I learned a week ago how to jump to Error's Anti-Void. It's not that hard actually. Just a hop and a skip between space. The best place to jump from is OuterTale. There is probably better, but if there is, it probably doesn't exist anymore.

When I entered Error was lazing about on his bean bag chair making a new doll this one is black and white. I wonder who it could be.

I sigh remembering Error's predicament and my new recognition.

'Isn't this a bit much. The monster barely even socializes, yet the whole multiverse knows his name now.'

Error stands up and bounds over to me like a puppy who was long awaiting its master.

He looks at me expectantly holding his hands out and kneeling on the ground of the Anti-Void.

"You're back." He says in his pretty British accent.

Something feels off about Error. Like I took a core trait away from him. I mean he is cuter now, but at what cost?

I place the chocolate bar into his hands.

"You have been a good boy haven't you?"

He nods rigorously and begins unwrapping the chocolate.

He seems blissfully unaware that everyone knows he is a neutralized threat to society.

Nobody knows that he doesn't contribute to society and lazes about not giving a single care about the world outside. And I doubt that will change.