UnderTale AU Ship Children Ask/Dare OPEN!

-Bad Dream, Good Time-

???'s P.O.V

I'm not a mistake. I'm not a mistake. I'm not a mistake!

Don't leave! I don't want to be alone. . .

Why can't you just except me as your son!

I'm just . . . an abomination. . .

"Hey, wake up!"

"Huh?!" I woke up.

"You alright Gray?" It was my little step brother, Blueprint.

"Bad dream. . ." I replied.

"Well its over now. So come on!" He ran to the other room. I got out of my bed and put my glasses on. I started to follow him.

"Finally, your up." Pj, groaned. Pj or Paperjam is my blood brother. Both made the same way.

"Mhm." I mumbled. I sat down and started eating. I didn't need to eat, but I liked it.

I noticed a lot more paint on the walls then usual.

"Where's Palette." I asked. Palette, or Palette Roller, was another one of my step brother.

"Who knows." Pj, replied.

All of a sudden the door broke down.

I almost fell out of my seat.

"WTH! You could've just opened the door like a normal guy!" Pj, yelled at Palette.

I stood up from my seat.

"Normal? You wanna talk about normal?!" I yelled at Pj. I couldn't help it, not after that nightmare.

"Gray, not now!" Pj, warned me.

"No one is this stupid house is normal! Not you, me, Palette, or Blueprint! We're all just mistakes!" I yelled.

"W-What?.." Blueprint, asked. He looked confused and scared; probably from my tone of voice.

"Gray!" Pj, scolded me. Palette, was the one who tried confronting Blueprint. He was good at cheering everyone up; probably since one of his dads his Dream.

I sat back down and started playing with my food. I wasn't hungry anyway.

I looked back at Blueprint, and he seemed more relaxed.

"So uh, I can fix the door. Also dad wants to talk with us." Palette told us.

"Which one?" Pj asked in a rude tone. He always talks in that tone, if he means to or not.

"Ink." Palette replied.

"Why?" I quickly asked.

"Dunno. He just wanted all of us to meet him at his Doodle Sphere." Palette explained.

"*Sigh* Okay, lets go." Pj rolled his eyes. I don't blame him. Almost every time Ink said he wanted to meet with us, he always forgot.

Palette made a portal with his paint roller.

"Um Gray?" Blueprint asked.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"What did you mean when you said mistake?" He asked. I could feel Pj's glare behind me.

"Nothing. . ." I lied.

We were in the Doodle Sphere. Nobody was here.

"Ugh, knew it." Pj groaned.

"*Sigh* Lets just go back. . ." I suggested in disappointment.

"Wait!" A voice called out.

"Dad?!" We all said at once.

He threw up ink.

"Oops, got a little excited heh." Ink apologized.

"What do you want to tell us?" I asked.

"Uh, Gradient right?" He asked. I clenched my fist, but let it go.

"Y-Yeah. . ." I looked down.

"And. . ." Ink looked at his scarf to remember our names. "right! Palette Roller, Blueprint, and uh. . ." I squinted at his scarf to read what it says.

"Paperjam." Pj corrected him.

"Right! So uh. . ." Ink looked at his scarf again. "oh right! So I wanted to tell you about something cool I found!" Ink told us.

"What is it?" Palette asked. He and Blueprint both looked interested.

"Its called Asks and Dares. 'Creators' will come and either ask you something, or dare you. You have to answer the question and or complete the dare. Come here everyday so you can hear them!" Ink explained.

"Wait so people are gonna ask or dare us? And we can only hear them here?" I asked.

"Yup." Ink replied.

'This sounds like we might go insane. . .' I thought.

"Oooo fun!" Palette and Blueprint said at the same time.

"Huh, I wonder what they might say?" I said to myself.