No Empty Promises [Ink X Error] FINISHED

"Now Nightmare's Pissed" Chapter Twenty-Three

Third Person

           "ERROR..?  What are you doing here?" Dream coughed, looking at the AU destroyer in confusion. What was he doing there? He just felt the need to vent or something - that's what he's been telling himself, at least. ERROR sighed, hunkering down in front of Dream and looking at him. He shrugged, kneading his temples and smiling sadly at Dream.

           "I-I_needed_a-advice," ERROR admitted, feeling timid. He didn't need input from Dream, he just.. wanted it. Yeah, that works. He still wouldn't admit to needing guidance or comfort, he's still in denial. He studied Dream, sighing with a blameworthy feeling. "Uh,_n-never_mind,_s-s-sorry_for_w-wasting_y-your_time." ERROR shook his head, standing up about to walk away when Dream squeaked for him to come back. ERROR turned around with a somber face, sighed, and sat back down in front of Dream.

           "Don't b-be shy," Dream coughed, "I won't tell anyone, there's.. not really anyone to tell, after all.." he laughed wistfully, trying to be funny and just making ERROR feel more at fault. Ink must really like Dream, wanting to visit him again so bad. "S.. So what was it..?" A yawn escaped Dream, making ERROR smile faintly and sigh. Should he actually talk to Dream about this? He doesn't really trust him, and Dreams doesn't fully trust ERROR.

           "S-So,_Ink_a-a-and_y-you_a-are_good_f-friends,_r-right?" ERROR questioned, a good idea coming to his mind. Dream nodded in question. What was ERROR getting at..? "W-Well..__Uh,_d-don't-t_tell_N-Nightmare,_b-but_w-why_d-don't_I_take_y-you_to_v-visit-t_him?" Dream gasped, his eyes gleaming brightly, almost making the whole dark void light up.

           "Y-You mean it?!" Dream smiled a wide one with his mouth open, looking like he was about to cry. He laughed happily, "Y.. You mean I won't h-have to stay here..?  You... You're... You're.. s-saving me..?" Dream wiped away the now descending tears, giggling and laughing with pure happiness and joy beyond imagination. "Thank you.." He whispered, hugging his blue bandana with a small smile and blush. Poor Blueberry.. finds love then dies. What a way to go, huh?

           ERROR scooted closer to Dream, smiling. "Well,_w-why_d-don't_I-I_h-heal_y-you-u_then?"

           "Uuuugh..?" Ink moaned in confusion, squinting his eyes as he looked at his scarf. The end of it was.. vibrating. What the hell? Why was it vibrating?! Ink screamed, ripping off his scarf and launching it across the room and speeding out of the bedroom he was dreaming in with his weapon. What the fuck was that?! Was it a bomb!? Was Ink about to die?!?! 

          Shakily yelping and sprinting to the nearest bathroom Ink hid in there, locking the door and waiting for an explosion. Nothing. He listened again, but closer. Nothing. He listened again. Still nothing. Quivering, he stood up and unfastened the door, listening to the sounds of the house once again. Still nothing! Why was the damned thing vibrating? Ink snarled, stalking over to his bedroom and glaring in.

           Everything still seemed how it did before he ran away squealing like a turkey. Ink flushed at the thought, feeling embarrassment crawling along his bones. He slowly stepped in, glaring at his scarf in mistrust. Seriously, what the hell was that? It scared the bone marrow out of Ink!

           Shivering from being sick Ink sneezed, forgetting how scared he was and just becoming annoyed. He sat down, hacking into his arm and feeling like he was about to choke. Snorting in annoyance Ink scooted over to his scarf, beating it with his paintbrush. He froze. What the hell was he doing?