The Start Of The End

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Error woke up, thinking it was just another normal day. His mother and father lounging on the couch, Nightmare and Death glaring at each other, competing for Errors love and attention, and there's his little brothers that were around, well Sharpie was.....elsewhere...

Error lugged himself out of bed, pulling back his black bedsheets as he did so. He walked over and opened his closet, rummaging around for suitable clothes, before finally deciding on a black button up t-shirt with a white tank top underneath. He then pulled on some grey sweatpants and red and yellow tennis shoes.

He opened the oak door of his room and walked out into the soft crimson red and white hallways, and as he suspected his "mother", Ink, was sitting on the couch, casually watching a movie, with Nightmare sitting by him.

They didn't even pay Error any mind as he walked into the white tiled kitchen to grab a loaf of banana bread.

After he ate the banana bread slice, he waked back down the hall and opened the door to his fathers and mothers room. Upon entering, you could see a king sized bed with crimson bed sheets and a small desk against the other wall with a black swivel chair, and many papers scattered about on said desk.

What caught his eye though, was the fact that the book shelf on the center wall was cracked open? Error walked over to the book shelf and scanned it, looking for any sign of anything that could be sinthetic and fake.

He found a book that was out of place, sticking out at an awkward angle that an ordinary book would have fell from. He looked over the book and found out that there was a mental latch attached to the book and an inner mechanism.

With his search done, he then turned to the cracked open bookshelf, wondering what could be behind.

Before he could open the bookshelf fully and find out, Nightmare came up behind him like a shadow, his one glimmering cyan eye a now bright red, robotic type color.

"You shall not." He sheathed, before Ink smacked him over the skull with his paintbrush.

'I WonDEr WhAt tHaT WAs..?' Error thought before letting his mind slip to inky black, void like darkness.

Hey guys! So this is my first story and so I would love to know what you all think! Thank you for reading and have a nice day! :D

Splotch is out!

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