Our Pen

Chap 11

*Your POV*

You walked through, once again witnessing the glory of the AUs infront of you. Well, that was until you look down to see a portal underneath you. You fell through silently; vials having worn off from the emotionally straining day.
When you could see anything but black, you realized you were not where you were supposed to be, not that it truly mattered. You wanted to despair or mourn Fell's death that had only happened what felt like minutes ago. But you couldn't. You would never be able to without the proper vial. You just stood there, confused and upset, but being unable to feel either.

"Heyyyy Boss! I THINK I got Ink!!" a shout from a skeleton nearby to another took you out or your stuptor. 'Hey, that's Killer!' You think, 'So "Boss" is actually Nightmare; so that means I'm at Nightmare's castle rn' "What am I doing here?" you question as Nightmare approaches. Nightmare scowls at Killer, "Idiot. This is a human, not Ink." 
You decide to mess with them. "What do you mean? My name is Ink." Nightmare's confusion was like the cherry ontop of an ice cream sundae. "But you're human? What kind of parent names their child INK??" I hid smirk and shrugged. "The one you're looking for is still in the Doodlesphere. I'm just him from a different multiverse. Can I go back now?" You would've very much liked if he said yes, but that's not what he said.

"Nah, I like your pent-up-depression." I raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean? I haven't been able to feel since I was younger." Nightmare shrugged, "All humans can feel, it really just depends on the state of mind. If you have a blockage like trauma, your feelings tend to hide themselves, even if you don't want them to. I can still feed on your unhappiness because of how strong it is to have blocked itself out from your mind and soul." 
"Wow, that's an earful." I sweatdrop, and Nightmare sniggers, "It is for most, but you understand, don't you?" I groan, "Unfortunately. It's like Extroverts 'adopting' Introverts to assist with their social battery." Killer laughs, and Dust appears out of nowhere, staring at me for a second before asking, "Killer, why'd you grab the Ink lookalike?" Killer stops laughing and responds with a tint of annoyance in his voice, "At least they're funny." Wow. Burrrrnnnn.

Just then, Horror and a new skeleton you didn't recognize walked in. Horror then spoke, "Hey boss. Got other me. Recruited. For food." (I'm one of those people that makes Horror speak in short sentences because of the hole in his skull making his non-existent brain slow) You gasped (mostly to be dramatic), "You're from that one HorrorTale copy I saved!!" I walked over and felt the non-damaged Horror's skull (you could tell this new skeleton was fairly uncomfortable with some random human touching him, but you were too 'happy' to care).
"Thank goodness Undyne actually listened to my advice and decided against that stupid, unworking plan!" Horror's eyes widened, "You-??" I nod 'happily', patting non-damaged's shoulder before stepping back a bit. Well, that was until I was encased in a hug by Horror. "Someone Not. same fate. Me!" he stated happily, probably because another him was not subjected to the same abuse by the Queen like he was.

After the hugs you sighed. "I miss my ice cubes..." You murmured, but nobody seemed to notice, talking amongst themselves. "Okay, settle down!" Nightmare says just as Cross walks in. Cross stares at you for a moment, and you relentlessly gaze back. You try to rub at your ink spot but it refuses to go away.
You groan and lick my hand and try again. Nada. Nope. Nothing. Zero. Zilch. You couldn't really remember if you had met any of Bff/n's friends before, considering one of them was a combination of Cross and another, which you couldn't really remember anymore.

"What's-" Cross tried, but was interrupted by Nightmare, who started talking about their next targets. "Are you really plotting infront of me? You know I'm friends with Ink, right?" Cross squinted at you as Nightmare turned to listen to what you had to say.
You speak to Cross, "What? Ink hasn't unintentionally forgotten/abandoned me in my broken AU. I have no reason to hate him." "DAYYYYUMMMMM!" Killer shouted, and you shook your head at yourself to the speechless Cross, "Sorry, that was too far. Your staring put me on edge [your voice wavered a bit at the reminder of his brother's death] and I got defensive." 

"N-no p-p-problem." Cross stuttered, clearly hurt by your words. You figured there was nothing you could do, and you loo
ked to Nightmare, who was waiting for more. "Aren't you worried about me or something?" Nightmare shrugged, "Admittedly? Slightly, but I can tell you're not the type to make a big deal out of certain things." "Not anymore..." you mumble to yourself. "Don't worry, I won't rat you out. I know about balance etc." You say, "Though I WOULD really like to go home." Nightmare shook his head. "Oh well. It was worth a shot. Got any paper?"