Chapter Thirteen

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Killer and Dust were sitting together, away from the rest of the group. "So, what are we going to do now?" Killer asked, Dust sighed, "Well, let's start by getting all the other kids to believe us... after that we could try to find some way to make Mr. Erratum happier..." Dust frowned, "you noticed to to right? the look he makes while staring of into space? he looks miserable" Killer frowned, then nodded, "yeah... i have. It's probably got something to do with his friends... i've seen him stare at some of us for a second, with a longing look, then shake his head.." Killer told Dust, moving his hands as he talked, Dust sighed again, "who should we talk to next?" he asked, Killer answered almost instantly, "Horror, Let's go to Horror next".

It was lunch, Neither Dust nor killer had managed to talk to Horror yet, it was almost as if he was avoiding them. Until, Killer managed to find him, "Hey Horror! what are you doing?" Killer greeted him, Horror waved, "Nothin' much, why?" Killer grinned, "well, we're best friends, right?" Killer asked, Horror nodded slowly, "...why do you ask?" Killer ignored him, Killers face suddenly became more serious, "good, come with me then" He ordered, dragging Horror by his hand.

Killer dragged Horror for about three minutes, and he finally let go once they reached the sewing classrooms. Horror was dragged into the classroom, where he saw Dust and Mr. Erratum idly chit-chatting. Erratum paused and looked over to Killer and a confused Horror, "...WhY Is hOrROr hEre? I tOLd You, No oNE elSE NeEDs tO knOW..." Erratum said, sadness lacing through his voice, Dust grinned, "you found him! where was he? the school isn't that big!" Dust nearly shouted, Horror shrugged, "i don't know... so, why did you drag me across the school?" Horror whined, Killer grinned, "what if i told you our sewing teacher is a God from another world?" Killer asked.

Horror said nothing. Taking in all the information he was just told, "it kinda makes sense i guess... but..." Horror paused, looking off to the side, Killer sighed, "Come on Horror! please..." Killer whined, Killer then whispered something into Horror's ear, Then Horror sighed, "...fine, i'm not sure if i believe you... but i guess i'll help" He sighed, Dust cheered, "Yay! you hear that Mr. Erratum!?" Dust asked, looking over to his homeroom Teacher, Erratum sighed, "YoU KiDS ArE StRanGE... it reminds me so much of them" He mumbled the last bit, Dust looked back at Killer and Horror, "That's great! Come on Horror, Killer, let's go!" Dust ordered, He grabbed both of them and ran out of the classroom abruptly.

Erratum looked at the door frowning, He found Dusts behavior strange. He sighed, and rubbed his skull. He heard the school bell go off, and got ready for his next lesson. 

Erratum was in the middle of his class, he had around another thirty minutes before he had to teach another set of students, when he heard a knock at the door. "CoMe In" Erratum said, The door opened and Nightmare walked through the door. "Hello Erratum, i'm afraid i need you to come with me" Nightmare informed him, Erratum looked over to his students, then back to Nightmare, "What AbouT mY STudenTs?" Erratum asked, Nightmare answered quickly, "Mr. Ink is coming to fill you in for the last thirty minutes, is that okay?" Erratum nodded, "OkAY, GivE Me a mInUte" .

Erratum and Nightmare walked through the halls in silence, after a few minutes, they reached the staff room, "Some here apparently knows you, i think you need some explaining to do" Nightmare said, Erratum looked at him confused. He opened the door and they both walked in, Once inside Erratum gasped and backed up, "W-wHAt?" Erratum muttered, 

"Hello Error, or should i say, Erratum?" a colorful skeleton with a over sized paintbrush greeted happily.

Nightmare looked at the two, Then made a fake cough to get their attention, "So, anyone going to explain This?" Nightmare asked, Erratum and Ink looked over to him, Ink's eyes then changed a different color, "Oh! 'm so rude, i haven't introduced myself!" Ink smiled, "My names Ink, protector and Creator of AU's!" He cheered, Nightmare looked at him confused, "Okay...? just. Explain everything, both of you" He ordered.

Nightmare stayed silent, looking at the Gods, He sighed, "your telling me, you two are Gods of another world, something called a multiverse or something, it got destroyed and now your here?" He asked, disbelief in his eyes, Ink nodded, "yeah! you got it!" He grinned, too cheerfully. Erratum sighed, then looked at Ink, "HoW- hOw aRE yOu ALivE?" He asked, Ink replied quickly, "Well, i'm not the only one actually... i'm not sure how i am alive, but every base original is alive" Erratum looked surprised, "DoES tHat MEan...?" Ink seemed to know what he meant, "yeah, yeah, Your friends are alive and well" He said, waving his hands around. Erratum stayed silent, not knowing what to say, Nightmare coughed again, "So, your basically different versions of our Ink and Error?" He asked, Ink nodded multiple times, "yeah! isn't that right Error?" Ink asked, Erratum nodded slowly, Nightmare thought for a bit, then his eyes widened slightly, "wait, does that mean that those people in the picture are other versions of us too?" He asked, Erratum nodded, "YeAH, ThEIr NamEs Are, KiLlER, dUst, HoRror, CrosS, lUst And NiGhtMaRE" Nightmare nodded, "Okay, now what are we going to do with you paintbrush?" Nightmare asked, looking over to Ink.

A/N. I usually don't put these things at the end of the chapters for this book, but I want to clear something up with the whole 'base originals are alive' what I mean by that, is that AU's like underswap, undertale, undefell, Outertale, and such, the sans is alive, but AU's like Fellswap, Outerswap, or small less popular AU's like GZtale and Undynetale don't exist anymore, got it?

That means there is only a few dozen AU's left. When I mean AU's, and not just sans, is that Ink, the creator, can use the sans to recreate the AU, and not just a copy of it. Hope I didn't confuse you all.


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