The Truth?

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Ink's POV:

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Error's POV:

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Both:

What should I say now? I think to myself..

Ink's POV:

"um...Error?" I wipe my eyes. My face still rainbow like with a small frown.

"What." His face turned away from me, sitting on the ground as I am still in the air.

I wasn't able to reach any of my brushes so I was left with 5 Hp. I had only 10 in total, 5 defenses, 5 attacks. I can't remember how and why but, I wasn't doing so well...

"A-are you o-okay...?"

"Tsk-- Say that to yourself Ink." He stood up and walked off to sit somewhere else. The strings still holding me tight still held me. I couldn't move. And I didn't want to.

-1 HP.

huh?! I look at my soul and see it slowly breaks. I panic and think how this is possible.

-1 HP.

My powers slowly fade away. My eyes turn gray-like, to then white. I can't see anymore...

     Darkness.

I blackout.

Error's POV:

I sit away from Ink. I just need to think. Do I hate him? Why do I keep him? Why did I even hurt him?!

"Heh...Haha..HAHAHAHA, I GET IT. ITS ALL JUST PART OF A GAME ISN'T IT?!"

"...Isn'T IT?" I turn around with tears smiling until I see Ink hasn't moved. I stand up and walk to him.

I push him a bit and in curiosity I check his soul.

"WHAT?!" I drop him from the strings and begin to panic. His soul is breaking.. I begin to panic even more until I have an idea to try and wake him up.

He must have fainted when this happened. If I don't wake him up sooner....   He'll Die.

Ink's POV:

I hear a faded voice becoming louder every time.

"ink...Ink..INK WAKE UP YOU IDIOT YOU AREN'T DYING ON ME!!" I see Error shaking me while I am still-- not stuck in strings?

My eyes gain some color and my vision is somewhat blurry. I stand up weakly, my legs shaking at every moment. I pick up my brush and look at my soul.

0.1 HP left.

I still held on but I was so weak, I didn't know what to do, so I stood staring at my brush, then my soul.

"INK, SNAP OUT OF IT. TRY TO FIX YOURSELF OR SOMETHING! INK?!" My mind was very blank, for a moment i saw a bright light...then back to reality I was.

I finally remembered what to do. I took my brush, painted a bucket that would have paint inside, take the bucket, and drop it on my soul.

"What The--"

"I think that will do.." I tried saying to Error but he heard me clearly.

"HOW THE HELL IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!"

My soul gained it's color and the cracks were healed. I smiled and hugged Error thanking him.

I let go and look at Error in confusion. "Umm...Error?"

  =Rebooting==5%=

I wait for Error to 'reboot' and see that he might be extremely mad. Once it said 100% I waved my hand in front of Error and saw he looked back.

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