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Chap 5

(Hey, I'm bored. Hello readers [even though there aren't many of you]! Here's another chapter, just for you)

*Bff/n POV (still)*

"Well, I got in a car crash a few years ago and lost my memories. My family never showed, so I never had any answers as to who I was. The hospital released me practically brainless. I only knew how to crochet because there were some nice old ladies took time out of their days to teach me. So, when Y/n found me on a park bench, they took me in." I say, and Error eagerly asks what happened after. I humorously realized that maybe my life reminded him of a soap opera, or undernovella maybe.
"Well..." I continued, "Y/n taught me everything I know. They mustered enough money from their savings to help me go to college (even though they were the same age) and bought me a phone. We stayed close all those years, and eventually, I bought a house 30 minutes away. We hang out often, and because of that Squid's nature, nobody really wants to be around us. I have some friends- F/1, F/2, and F/3. F/1 honestly reminds me of Killer or Cross. Flirty and jokes often but knows when to be serious (though when that happens, they're usually at the back of the group, screaming like a little girl). F/2 reminds me of Nightmare or Dust, considering their calm demeanor. F/3 reminds me of Horror- dumb and food motivated."

Error barked a laugh out at F/3's description as I carried on my ramble. "I was in the fandom first and dragged my Ink into it. We then gave descriptions for the others, though they weren't in the fandom. Because Ink has no friends, I like to think he's more akin to the Star Sanses or Fresh than just Ink himself. I don't know much about that blotch's past, due to either dodging questions or forgetting and being too lazy to remember. I know their open enough as it is, but I really hope they can learn to trust me with something so heavy. I think they just don't want too attached because they fear something might happen, and they'll be forgotten." 

Error huffed, "i dOn'T knOw mUCh aBoUt InK's pAst eITHer, bUt wE oNly stARtEd tHe trUCce reCEnTly, aNd aRe stILl gETtiNg uSEd tO eAch othEr's PreSEnceS iN eAch otHEr'A lIVeS." There was a loud thump coming from a door or two down.
"GDamm*T!" came a shout, and Error and I peered out of the room, slightly touching, but he didn't seem to notice, and I didn't mind. "iNK?" Error called, recognizing the voice, "YuO kAy??" The response took a while, but he would hear the happy tone in his voice, "YEAH! Come see this! I think I'll have to thank Y/n later!"

Error eyed his own room before realizing Ink wasn't there. We wandered into the next one, and I stuck my head in, before telling Error, "I'm going to go get us sunglasses." I was pretty quick about retrieving them, too. I handed a pair to Error, and we walked in.
Ink was laying on the floor by the bed, looking at the stars on the ceiling that I don't remember being there before. The whole room was colorful and intricate. Ink bounced to his feet, before going to feel the wall. Well, he kinda failed, cuz his whole hand stuck through. "What the hecc?" Ink questioned, before sticking his head in.

"Hey! It's the Doodlesphere!" Ink says when he pulls his head out of the wall. Error and I stare at him with a shocked look. "What??" I ask, and Ink goes to say it again, "It's the Doodl- OH MY GOSH IT'S THE DOODLESHPERE!!" He seems to have finally gotten the gravity of his words.
"I think I'm going to have to thank Y/n now!" Ink left the room. Error opened a portal/window and growled, "WhY dIdnT i TrY tHis BefoORE??!" He started to glitch badly, until he eventually crashed out of anger. I could help but chuckle a bit as the Reboot button popped up. I pressed it and watched as a loading bar slowly started to get filled.

Rebooting...

...1...
...2...
...3.

Rebooting complete!

Error groaned to snap himself out of whatever daze he was in, before meeting my eyes. "Oh thank goodness." He mumbled under his breath (probably because it wasn't Ink who had saved him lol), voice maintaining a stable vocal range for once.
Ink from down the hall shouted to me, "I need a translator!!" I roll my eyes and make my way to Squid's room along with Error. "¿Quién es este esqueleto viviente y qué hace en mi casa?" "Who is this living skeleton and what is he doing in my house?" Y/n questions sleepily and I explain in spanish, "Eres tú, pero sin piel." "He's you, but with no skin."

From my peripheral vision I could see Error keeping himself from laughing, and I too wanted to wheeze when Y/n asked, "¿Es esto un sueño febril o algo así?" "Is this a fever dream or something??" 
I shook my head and further elaborated, "La pintura de tu habitación hizo un portal a otro universo. Estamos a punto de despedirnos." "Your room painting opened a portal to another universe. We're about to say goodbyes."

*Error POV*

I frowned. 'I don't exactly want to leave just yet... Especially since I don't know if we'll be able to go back.' Y/n lazily got out of bed and patted my shoulder. I flinched a bit, but ultimately relaxed under their touched as they slurred their words. "Don worryz; ifI take somethinz from yazsjffm, maybesaxz thad protasl wilas balanceaz out lol"
(Translation: "Don't worry, I'll take something from you and maybe the portal will balance out, allowing you to come and go whenever you please instead of it being what we assume to be one-way) After dealing with Ink's shananagins for a while, it was pretty easy to understand.

Ink, Y/n, Bff/n and I walked into the living room. Ink dug through a pocket and pulled out a pen and handed it to Y/n. "I overheard what you said earlier! Take this, so we can come back uninvited!!" (geez, of course that's what Ink got out of that conversation!)
Y/n gave a thumbs up, clearly uncaring. We said our farewells and made the small treck back to Ink's room. We walked through, and Bff/n made sure to remind Ink to grab his stupid giant paintbrush on the way out.

Damn*t. I was hoping he'd leave it behind and eventually forget about it.