ErrorInk [Slow Updates]

What do we do now?

*Yes, I know this title sucks. Deal with it. I couldn't think of anything better. Ok, I was lazy. However, before you start reading just know that when I name a colour on his sash from here on out… they may or may not be the canon colour for the emotion. Or emotion for the colour. They are just what I think they stand for.*

Error stared at the spilled colors that were starting to mix together. "What are you talking about!? Of course it matters!" Error argued, although it was pointless. "I don't have a soul. Why hide that fact? If all it does is hurt people, I don't want to contribute." Ink said, staring off into nothingness. "Dream didn't know?" Error asked, genuinely confused. "No. You and me were always fighting. Didn't take long for you to know. However, Dream and I were different. We were friends. I was scared of what he would think of me. But then I hurt him. I hurt myself. I gave him false knowledge of myself. But that’s never going to happen again, is it?” Ink muttered not even half-heartedly. Error grunted. “Stay here.” He ordered. Ink nodded. With one last glance, Error left the room and pulled out the phone Ink had created for him.

{
>CONTACTS

Ink
Dream
>Blueberry

Dialing…
Dialing…
Beep.
“HELLO?”
“Hey… Blue…?”
“OOOHH!!! HI ERROR! HOW ARE YOU? YOU USUALLY DON’T CALL!”
“Oh… I’m doing good I guess. But, thing is, I need your help.”
“WITH WHAT?”
“How well do you know Ink?”
“VERY WELL, OBVIOUSLY!”
“So then… you know that Ink is soulless?”
“WAIT, INK IS SOULLESS!?”
“Oh boy… this is gonna be an issue…”
“DID SOMETHING HAPPEN TO INK!?”
“Uhm… yyyeeeeaaaahhhhh… ‘fraid so.”
“IS HE ALRIGHT!? IS DREAM WITH HIM!?”
“Uh… Dream… it’s confusing? Well… just… I can’t explain right now. Who else do you know that has close relations to Ink?”
“HMM… I COULDN’T TELL YA. SORRY… DO YOU NEED ME TO COME OVER?”
“Yeah. Sure. That would be greatly appreciated actually.”
“OKIE!! BE THERE IN A JIFFY!!”
Beep.
}

Error sighed and walked back into the room. “Alright… Blue’s on his way. In the meantime…” Error made his way over to Ink and sat beside him. “you are going to tell me how you got those vials.” Error picked up the sash. Only the green vial survived. “What’s green stand for?” he asked. “Envy.” Ink replied. “Don’t think you want to be walking around feeling envy all day.” Error commented to himself. “HELLO!? ERROR? INK?” a voice called from downstairs. Error stood up and made his way out. “AH, THERE YOU ARE! WHERE’S INKY AT?” Blue asked, concern on his face. Error pointed at the room behind him. Blue nodded and bounded up the stairs and pushed his way in. We are one messed up bunch that’s for sure.
     Error thought to himself. How do we even get ourselves into these situations!?
     Error turned and followed Blue in. “HOW DID HE GET LIKE THIS?” Blue questioned. “Dream wanted to tell Ink something in private so they went into this room. After about 8… 10 minutes Dream came out with tears on his face. He refused to tell me what happened so I decided I would try asking Ink. However, the door was locked so I kinda forced myself in. And then I found him like this.” Error explained with a blank face. “I WAS WONDERING ABOUT THAT CRACK IN THE DOOR…” Blue commented before turning back to Ink. “WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU AND DREAM?” Ink looked up at Blueberry, and then back down. “Doesn’t matter.”

Error zoned out after that, trying to think of ways to get Ink’s vials fixed and filed again. Which is kinda hard to do if that Blue skeleton keeps yelling at the top of his lungs the whole time. “Blue… do me a favor and lower your voice for me please.” Blue nodded and did as he was asked. Does anyone know about Ink’s vials and how they work? If so, they’re some personal friends for Ink to have kept them from Blue and most likely Dream. We are in a huge pickle right now.
     Error felt a light tap on his shoulder and turned to see Blueberry. “What do you think we’re gonna do about Ink?” Blue asked, lowering his voice to a whisper. “I have no idea. Unless we can get him to spill how to get the colours for his emotions… we’re screwed.” Error huffed. “So… the sash with the vials is what allows him to feel emotions? Is that right?” Blue asked. Error nodded. “Maybe we should get Dream over h-” Error cut him off before he could go further. “Not happening anytime soon Berry.” Blue glared at Error. “But maybe he could help us! Maybe he knows what to do!” he argued. “Do you really think he’s going to know any more than you if he didn’t know about Ink being soulless either? Besides, I don’t want that jerk coming anywhere near Ink again! It’s Dream’s fault he’s like this!” Error retorted. “I’m sure Dream didn’t mean to do whatever he did! Can’t you be more sympathetic? And besides,” Blue paused and poked Error in the chest. “if It’s his fault, wouldn’t he know how to help Ink? Wouldn’t he know how to reach out to him? Maybe after Dream apologizes Ink will tell us how to get the vials fixed! Did you think about that!?” Blue yelled. Error just stood there. That actually makes sense.
     Error grunted. “Yeah. Alright. We’ll go find Dream. Doesn’t mean I like it.” Error made his way to the door, Blueberry at his heels. “Inky, you coming?” he asked. “Doesn’t matter.” Ink shrugged. “Yes you are.” Error pulled Ink up and guided him to the door.

“WHY!?” Dream yelled as he slammed his fist into a nearby tree. “I’m so stupid!” He punched the tree again. “Never thought I’d see you so miserable dear brother~” Dream froze. “C’mon, you’re the barer of positive emotions! You’re supposed to be happy and hopeful!” Dream felt one of Nightmare tentacles wrap around his hand. “Or are you finally coming to your senses? It’s about time honestly! You knew you couldn’t keep this up forever, so you’re giving up. Is that it?” Nightmare tugged Dream towards him so they were face-to-face. “N-No, Nightmare let me go!” Dream struggled to get free from his grasp, but to no avail. More tentacles grabbed onto him and pinned him against the tree. “Brother! Please!” Dream called desperately. “You are going to stay with me until you finally break. And I don’t are how long that takes.” Nightmare flashed him a devilish grin and threw him onto the ground with a thud.