An Odd Change- Error Sans Story [Discontinued]

Ch. 1 The Beginning

Hello! Error is the forced destroyer and Ink is the overly creative idiot. Let's see what happens because of a small black vial.

Bye~

Chapter start

It was a normal day for ink. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming, on days like these he liked to paint. He was painting a picture of Undertale's Snowdin when he suddenly got a call on his phone.

Ink - Hello? Who's this?

Dream - INK!!!

Ink cringed from the loud voice of his friend Dream.

Ink - Hey Dream! How are you?

Dream - I'm good! I just wanted to call to tell you I'm coming over! Youhavenochoicebuttoletmeinbye~!

Dream rushed the sentence quickly and ended the call. Ink looks down at his phone confused and lets out a huff of exasperation and ends the call.

He quickly finishes the painting and leaves it to dry. He walks to the bathroom to quickly wash off the paint on him, because knowing dream he'll be here in less then five minutes.

Ink walks down to the living room and plops down on the couch. He waits for dream to come and- DING DONG -speak of the devil.
Ink doesn't bother to get up because Dream always rams the door down after he rings the door bell or knocks, he learned that the hard way. Not a second after that thought the door gets busted off it's hinges and dream tumbles in after it. "HEYA INK! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOIN'!" Dream yells, almost as loud as blueberry.

"Nothin' much, what brings you to my 'neat' home?" Ink replies. 'Neat' was an overstatement. His home was crowded and messy enough to where any papyrus gives up on it by sight alone. Dream chuckles at him saying this. "Well, I actually have a question! So you know how you have to take sips of vials of paint to feel emotions? Well, I've never seen you drink out of that black vial and I was wondering what it is?" Dream asks, jumping in place.

"Ah, so that's the question so worthy for you to break down my door. I actually don't know, I've never been told by the creators so I never bothered to drink it. I mean, the ones I drink right now are all the emotions so I don't think I need it." Ink replies, taking said vial and unscrewing the top to take a sniff of it. He reeled back his head in disgust afterwards. "Gah! It smells like death! I can't even look at it without gagging!" Ink yells, moving the vial farther from his face.

"Oh, come on! It can't be that bad!" Dreams says. Ink suddenly puts the vial under said skeletons nose. "Ack! Creators above, what is that!?" Dream yells, falling back while gagging. "GET RID OF IT THE SMELLS GOING EVERYWHERE!!!" Ink starts gagging with dream as the smell starts spreading. Ink, in an act of desperation, throws the vial in random au. Ink sighs in relief as the smell somehow follows it, not noticing the glitched yelp and gag. He closes the portal and flops back on the couch in relief.

Dream, not knowing the smell and vial is gone, runs out the door to get away. "Hey! You need to fix the door! Ugh, whatever I can just paint another one." And with that, he gets up and grabs his paintbrush and paints another one. Afterwards he walks upstairs to go take a nap. He opens his bedroom door and flops on his bed passing out almost instantly. Not noticing a ripple across the Multiverse, he closes his eyes to enter the realm of dreams.

=======somewhere in the Multiverse, a few minutes earlier=======