Blue, Error, and Nightmare had all agreed that Horror and Killer would stay to look after Fresh. Cross was out spying on AU's, trying to find Ink, and Dust was with him. Blue, Error, and Nightmare were waiting, impatiently, for Cross and Dust to find ink so that they could kick his ass. Well, metaphorically that is.
Blue had summoned his Blaster Hammer and was polishing it to perfection. He always was a clean freak, even with his weapons.
Error was pacing the floor while Nightmare was sitting on the couch, his tentacles sharpened and twitching in agitation.
They all stopped what they were doing when Dust and Cross appeared through a portal.
"We found him, he's in Underswap 38," Dust told them.
They thanked the two for helping them before Cross went to prepare food and Cross went to stay with Fresh.
Blue picked up his Blaster Hammer easily, despite it being taller than him.
Error felt his magic pulse through him with killing intent.
Nightmares tentacles twitched even more at the thought of being able to kill Ink. He opened a portal and gestured for Blue to go in, "Ladies first, hehe," Blue glared at him, but went in anyway.
Error chuckled and went in after Blue. Nightmare followed.
Ink was right in front of them, and he seemed to be chatting with the residents of the AU.
Error growled and strung him up with his strings, "You've r-really crossed the line this t-time shorty," he tightened his strings.
Ink struggle, but Error kept his hold. He looked over to Nightmare, "Your turn, Mare," Error chuckled.
Nightmare cracked his knuckles and pointed his sharpened tentacles at Ink.
"You think you can get away with hurting one of my gang huh?" He laughed, "Well I'm going to repay the favor," he stabbed one of his tentacles into inks shoulder, and a second one wrapped around his neck.
"You can let go now Error, you should have some fun too," Error released ink from his strings.
Error walked closer to the creator, "Just know t-that you deserve this," he used his strings to wrap around Ink's arm, and the creators eyelights shrunk in fear.
"P-please... don't," he pleaded, and Error ignores him like Ink ignored Fresh's pleas.
Error broke his humerus in half, throwing the severed arm a couple feet away into the snow.
He looked around. Most of the citizens had fled in terror, but a few were hiding close by. They seemed to be watching.
Interesting. Sadistic fucks.
He stepped aside as Blue walked up to Ink. He said nothing as he gestured for Nightmare to drop him.
Nightmare did as told, even he was scared of Blue when he got like this.
Ink couldn't move, he was paralyzed from pain. All he could do was clutch his injured arm to his chest and try to stem the bleeding.
Blue stood next to Ink's leg as he hefted his hammer up onto his shoulder. He contemplated what to do to Ink for just a few minutes before he brought his hammer down onto the others leg.
Ink screamed in pain as his femur shattered, bone fragments and blood went everywhere.
Despite hating Ink, they knew how it felt to be tortured so they didn't prolong it.
Error stepped up to Ink, Nightmare and Blue behind him.
"Your injustice to the multiverse ends today Ink, any last words?"
"Yes! Please, please let me live!" He cried, "I promise I'll stop creating!"
Error paused. Did he mean that? He looked back at Nightmare and Blue and sighed.
Error really was to kind for his own good.
"Fine, but you even breath the wrong way and I won't hesitated to dust you myself."
