Our Pen

Chap 2

(Casually posts this a lot earlier than I thought [I was going to post these every-other-week, but maybe I'll post only when I'm feeling motivated] I would because one early chapter wouldn't hurt {probably} lol)
Man, I really need to make a cover. Too lazy ofc, but whatevz

**You**

"Really?" They ask, and you nod and hum, knowing they'll understand what you tried to convey. "They here right now?" Bff/n asks again, and You say as an answer, "Yuuuup." Drawling out the U sound to get the point across. There's some banging on Bff/n's side of the call.
"Buuut it's dangerous to drive at night, and they'll be here in the morning. Come then, you need proper rest." You say, and Bff/n's whining fit starts. "I'm not taking no for an answer." You say briskly, "Get some rest, Glitch." "Fine, stupid Squid." Your friend jokingly hisses, exiting the call. Both Ink and Error had perked up at the nicknames that the humans had used.

You call to them, back turned, "Guest rooms are upstairs, turn left, and you'll find two rooms. Pick and choose which one you want. Mine's the one after that, and Bff/n's after that. Try not to snoop, will you?"
The skeletons scurry off, having been caught, and you chuckle, although empty. You paint Geno, with the abundance of colors in the background, all complementing each other nicely. The slash you had made earlier reminded you of his scar, and with the vibrant shades in the background being the idea you had before- colors, but with no true meaning other than to coexist.

**Error**

"HoW loNg uNTiL thEy nOTicED wE wRre thErE?" I ask Ink nervously, not wanting to get on his counterpart's nerves (because seeing Ink without his vials is downright terrifying, and this person is emotionless 24/7. I don't want to question their morality).
Ink shrugged, "Probably the whole time. Did you notice they were barefoot? Or how much they cared about Bff/n?" I took a second or two to process. "WhY iS thAt imPoRtaNt nOw?" I question, and Ink shrugged, "Just some things I noticed for no apparent reason. Wonder how they didn't freak out, or how they knew about AUs."

"Hey..." Ink mutters after a moment or two, "I don't really want to be alone in a room that's practically empty. Can I-?" I roll my eyes, "SlEeP oN tHe fLOor." He cheers.
He's afraid of open spaces and most of the house is pretty closed in (not claustrophobic though) + comfortable, but the guest rooms are a whole nother story (Practically empty, besides a bed and a rug). He's also Aroace, so it's not like it's weird or anything (I just don't want him in the same bed as me because he steals the blankets).

"Why do you think your version here is so whiny?" Ink asks from the floor, "Why is mine so bad@ss?" I shift, trying to get comfortable (I'm too used to sleeping in my hammock in the Antivoid), "nO iDEa."
With that, the conversation was ended. With some struggles, I was able to get a decent amount of sleep for tomorrow's chaos.

I awoke the next day to a string of curses; Ink's human version (I really need to get their name) running down the hall, shouting, "Need to write this down before I forget!!" The urgency was real- this was probably the most expressive I've ever seen them, considering lack of emotions.
I get up (taking note Ink is still sprawled out at the end of the bed on the floor, which makes him look stupid), and follow the white-haired human. They've gone to the end of the hall, and I can hear rustling from inside of the room. When I reach the entrance, I can see them hunched over a notepad, furiously scribbling down ideas in pencil, before picking up a pen to write a note on their hand.

They abruptly stand up and greet me, before explaining what had happened. "I get creative surges- AU ideas that I have a hard time remembering." Was all they said, and I asked, "YoU MAKE aUS?"
They nod, "Affirmitive. You're in the creator's universe- you shouldn't exist here, which is why I was initially confused. I've just decided to roll with it by now. Bff/n should be coming over soon, they get up pretty early. Could probably get an hour or two of sleep in before they break the door down (as always)."

A gasp from the end of the hall. Ink's awake, and he heard. "WHY ARE YOU SO MUCH COOLER THAN ME?!" It also seems like he's kept up with his vial dosage. I just hope he doesn't run out. ??? Walks out of the room, before shrugging. "wHaTs uR nAmE?" I ask, needing to label them as something more than question marks.
"I don't know how I forgot to introduce myself, but I'm Ink... Well, as a nickname; actually. My real name is Y/n, but it's rare to be called that because the only interaction I have with anybody is that one clingy friend that probably knows what I just said, besides being an hour away from my house and is probably driving here."

"What was the new AU about? Can't wait to protect it!" Ink squeals, and Y/n starts explaining basic mechanics of _________ (insert an AU, yours or somebody else's. I'm not putting my own in this story :3).
Ink seems to REALLY like this one, and I tell Y/n I won't destroy this one (because I also deem this a pretty good AU, for some reason).

"¿¡Dónde estás, Calamar!?" I hear a voice from the entrance, along with wood splintering. "Perdón por la puerta!!" They say again, and slowly, I'm able to understand what the person said (I'm slightly rusty, and still learning Spanish).
"Where are you, Squid!?" "Sorry about the door!" I figure this is the other me. "Está bien, Glitch. Espere allí, estaremos allí en un momento." Y/n calls back, before gesturing us to follow them down the stairs. "It's fine, Glitch. Wait there, we'll be there in a moment."

I'm first to peek around the corner of the stairs. A person is slightly looking over the broken door on the floor, a bit upset. "Sit down, Bff/n. Chat with my guests as I fix up your mess de nuevo." "Again." We sit on the couch (Ink and I), and Bff/n finally gets a look at us. To Y/n, then us.
Rinse and repeat a few times, until they understand, and start a conversation. Its only seconds later we're hit by our favorite foods. Bff/n and I both have chocolate and Ink a nice bag of skittles. "Wow Y/n, I thought you'd never share those!" Bff/n says loudly. "Me too." Y/n says, having walked up to the door with wood glue seconds earlier.