ErrorInk [Slow Updates]

Recovery

Hey, everybody. So this is pretty much a filler basically... just some more bonding and stuff I guess. Also, terrible writers block on Part 8. But I'll try and get out to you soon enough.

So unfortunately I've had to go to the E.R. and there's no Wi-fi there... probably won't be updating for a little while... sorry.
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[Date after]

Today Ink is gonna take me to the spot he keeps all of his au's. It's gonna be cool to get a proper look at them. And I actually mean look at them, not destroy them if that's what you were thinking. I find it weird how I always write in a kinda... third-person view? No. Is that what you call it? Don't think so. But you get my point right? I did it again! I am laughing so hard right now. Oh my god. What I mean is I always write as if I'm writing to someone. Even though no one's really reading. Whatever. Talk later.

Error closed his journal with a sigh.
And then he burst out laughing again. "What on earth is so funny in here that I'm missing?" Ink asked, poking his head through the door. "I don't know!" Error gasped in between giggles. "I don't believe you. You can't be laughing that hard at nothing." Ink entered and closed the door behind him, shooting Error an amused look.

Huh. Never thought I would actually get to hear Error laugh like this. Ink smiled. I'm glad he's happy. Ink leaned against the door as Error laughed on and on and on and on. Would it ever stop? Before he knew it, Ink was laughing along with Error. Why was it so funny? "Error, stop! You... you're gonna make-" Ink was stopped by a new fit of giggles. Why can't I stop laughing? "Sorry, Ink. Guess I'm just too... humerus."
Woah. Am I hearing things... or did Error actually make a pun? "Tibia honest, that was very bad." Ink fired back, which only made them both laugh harder. "Aw, c'mon Ink! You're tickling my funny bone!"
"No! The puns! They're just to treble!"
The puns just kept going and going until Ink eventually won. "Yes! And Ink is crowned champion!" Ink pumped his fists into the air victoriously. "I've completely run out!" Error laughed, flopping onto the bed with a sigh.

"Dinner!" Dream called from downstairs. "Oh, yeah! I forgot I had to make dinner!" Ink exclaimed. "Well, it doesn't matter anymore. I'm starving!"

Dream walked through the front door and was instantly bombarded with obnoxious laughing coming from Error's room. "What on earth?" he whispered.
"-c'mon, you don't have to be such a beach about it!" he heard one of them say. Are they having a pun-off? he wondered. He decided not to bother them and went to sit on the couch. He sighed. What time is it?

5:47 p.m.

"Wait... doesn't Ink usually start making dinner by now?" he asked to himself, glancing up at Error's room. Doesn't seem like they're running out of puns anytime soon... after all, they are Sanses. Mentally messed up or not. Guess I'm making dinner tonight then. He smiled and made his way to the kitchen. Steak? Or pork? We had pork last time. So then steak. With... french fries. 'Cause I can't think of anything else. Sure.

"Dinner!" he called upstairs. "Oh, yeah! I forgot I had to make dinner!" he heard Ink's muffled voice exclaim. Dream giggled quietly to himself. "Sorry! I totally forgot!" Ink apologized coming down the stairs. "I figured that much. You guys were so into your pun war I decided I should just do it for you. You're welcome." Dream boasted. "Cool. Thanks." Error sat down and immediately started helping himself. Ink turned and looked at Dream with a mischievous grin. "Thanks a lot. Just hope you didn't make a... mi-steak!" Ink winked and finger-gunned Dream before sitting down at the table. Dream face-palmed.

[Next date]

So we had a pun war yesterday. By we I mean me and Ink. Yeah, apparently it lasted 'bout an hour and a half. I'm shocked. So Dream made dinner for us that day. Steak and fries. Not the best dinner... not the worst dinner. I could settle for it. After all, I was starving. Honestly, yesterday was the happiest I've ever been in literal years. Guess I really owe them now. It's practically like my depression is gone now. It lingers around here and there. But for the most part it's like... gone. And it feels... amazing. I'm gonna go outside, play a game with Ink and maybe Dream if he's here. Or something. See ya.