Undertale Love Stories

ErrorInk| The Angelic Possession

PaulinaHikari, sorry if this feels a bit rushed... I also suck at making clothes, weapons are  a lot easier... I hope you all still like it though.

                                                               ~SR

The small Angel zipped through the evening sky, a smile bright on his face, laughter on his tongue.

His bright white wings letting him glide through the air, letting him feel the calm and cool wind of the early night.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly floated to the gorgeous green ground of the Earth.

Yes, he probably shouldn't be near the Earth as it was near his time of being crowned the King of Angels, or as the mortals called his Greatest Grandfather, God. Demons usually would try and slay a newly crowned or nearly crowned Angel Prince, as they were considered to be weaker during that time.

Of course, Ink didn't really care about that, if he got in a bind, he'd just fly away, fly back to the gates of heaven where he'd be safe.

"Now, what is an Angel Prince doing down here?" A rough voice called out, a large shadow looming over the small skeleton.

The Angel Prince jumped with a squeak, his eyes going wide as he stared up at the huge demon.

His body was frozen, unable to move, unable to breathe as he simply stared at them.

This Demon didn't look like any other Demon like the Angel Prince had come across... They were a skeleton like him, but with pure black bones, with bright blue lines falling from his eyes like tears. His voids were a blood red with his eyes being this harsh blue and yellow. He glared with anger from his tall height, most likely being six seven or something close to that...

"Well, aren't you going to say something?" The demon growled, an annoyed look crossing his face.

Ink took a deep breath and moved away from the taller skeleton as his multi-colored eyes looked around for anymore demons that could possibly hurt him.

"I-I... I just wanted some peace and quiet..." He whispered, his voice as soft as a rose petal, and as calm as the sky in the night.

The demon raised an eyebrow as a smirk showed on his lips.

"Really? And Heaven won't allow the new King some privacy? Oh how rude!" Mockery held the monster's voice as it dripped with laughter.

Ink glared up at the other, a scowl forming on his lips.

"Oh, go back to Hell, Demon! Privacy is something that I do not have the luxury of up there, so I will get it here, now leave!" The monster waved off the taller, facing the rising moon.

There was a bit of shuffling before the Demon pulled the smaller being back to lay on his broad chest, he laying on a tree.

"You got spunk, Shorty. I like that."

The demon received a slap on the cheek from that comment, though the hit wasn't really damaging as the other simply stated where the demon was on calling him names, happily watching the night sky in a peaceful manner.

The Demon usually hated sitting still for so long and right now, there was a small, vulnerable Angel in his lap... But he didn't feel restless, he felt rather calm and almost tired... He felt the need to protect the small from anything... It was an odd feeling.

Ink's eyes slowly started to waver, the calmness of the night being exactly what he needed.

He leaned more of himself against the Demon, his chest rising and falling slowly. The Demon looked down at the other, a calm smirk forming on his lips as he carefully tightened his hold on the smaller.