"𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆"

ᨏᨐᨓ 𝟔 ᨓᨐᨏ

The next morning was; to put it simple...awkward.

Error and Ink basically avoided each other after the night before. Error was only able to repeat the scene over and over, in hopes of figuring if he was paying attention enough to think of how Ink really felt. But it was blur due to his own awkward. Ink was almost the same but he was mostly thinking about how he messed up and started the whole thing by kissing Error in the first place. But, after thinking about it almost all day he made it to art class. Once he sat down in his spot, he noticed Killer already next to him and drawing. Ink watched for a moment. Killer's first mistake, was wearing headphones. His second, was forgetting he sat next to Ink. Ink immediately blushed when he noticed what Killer was drawing. Ink quickly looked away, only to look again.

Ink. Killer, was drawing Ink. And it was really well done. With a bunch of flowers and hearts around it. Ink eventually looked away to focus and start his own sketch for the day. He picked up his pencil and brought it to the paper.

But...once he lightly pressed it down, he completely blanked. He sat for a good 5 minutes just thinking. But the 5 minutes felt like forever. Should he draw how he was feeling? What he was thinking, seeing, doing? He didn't know. For the first time, in a long time, he didn't know what to draw. He looked back over at Killer. He bit his 'lip' soft. He wasn't going to draw him...that would be...copying. Yeah. Basically. He scanned Killer a bit, thinking. He got an idea and started to draw. Ink stared with drawing a note book on a table, opened and he put scribbles to mimic words. He then drew some messy clutter around the table. It was a way to put his feelings a bit simpler and subtle. He was meant to be the table, the notebook his mind and the clutter being his emotions. Ink pulled his pencil back a moment, before adding small details on the table drawing, putting in little scratches and wore out marks. When he finished, stared a bit. Feeling a little better. "That looks really good."

Ink jumped a bit when he heard Killer, seeing that he took his headphones off and had his sketchbook closed. "H-Have you...been watching me draw?-" Ink asked. "Not for long, only for you to put the finishing touches." Killer smiled a bit. "You have something on your mind tho? I may not have been watching long but, you seem a bit more focused on something. Something that may be bothering you." Killer crossed his arms on the table. "Oh...uh..." Ink wasn't sure how to respond. "Y-Yeah...just uh...some stuff at home." Well, it wasn't a complete lie. "Oh? Is it your mom again?" Killer asked, picking his left hand back up to rest against it with his cheek. "N-No..." Ink looked around and he got nervous. "I...I can I tell you before the last 15 minutes of lunch...? Can we...meet outside or...something?" Ink asked, he didn't want to deal with this alone. But he didn't want anyone overhearing and Killer could tell so he smiled with a nod. "Of course." He smiled a bit. Ink smiling back a bit weary.

Meanwhile, Error was skipping class with Dust again. Walking around the forest path in the park behind the school, a few blocks away. Dust having his arms behind his back. Error not saying much and having his hands in his pockets, just staring at the ground as they walked. "Ya know...I kinda thought skipping back here would be a little more fun and less quiet." Dust tried to joke, Error looking at him and frowning. "Sorry...I just...have a lot on my mind...something...something happened and I...I don't know how to deal with it."
"O-Oh...do you...wanna talk about it?"
"Yeah...but also no..."
"It's okay Error, you can trust me. If it's something really personal I swear on my life I won't tell anyone else."

Error stopped, making Dust also stop and turn to him. "Even Killer?" Error asked. Dust hesitated a bit but eventually nodded with confidence. Of course he was still going to talk to Killer. But, that was besides the point. He looked at Error, waiting. "Okay.." Error said, starting to walk again. "Ink...Ink came over to my house last night..we normally hang out but..last night was different. We.." Error hesitated but he didn't want to deal with this alone. "We were watching a movie and I-I dunno..suddenly we were kissing and...making out...it finally stopped when his mom came.." Error said. Dust gripped tightly onto his shorts. "Oh." He said and Error hadn't noticed his sudden hostility. "I-it was weird..we haven't talked all day because of it and I-..." Error trailed a bit. "I-I didn't like it...it felt...wrong-" Error finally confessed. Making Dust calm down a bit quicker. "O-Oh?" "Yeah..and I honestly can't tell if he did because it was so awkward!- I mean maybe? Because we both seemed relived at his mom coming in time..if he didn't like it- why didn't he tell me to stop? Did he think I liked it so he didn't-? C-Cause that's why I didn't stop...I thought he liked it so...but now I'm not so sure." Error sighed and he looked at Dust. "Sorry..I don't mean to be a downer."