Error POV
I am incredibly nervous. I had finally finished working on the ring I'm going to propose to my Inky with.
What If she says no? Someone as beautiful and... I wanna say... agressive? No- independent as her deserves better than me.
Speaking of which, I walked into our room to see her on the balcony.
I walked beside her. She gave me a big warm smile.
"I like this place. There's so much to steal and explore and draw." She seemed so happy and excited to be outside.
I wrapped my arms around her as she turned to me. I smiled as she laughed.
I picked her up and spun her around making her laugh harder.
"Ahem." I put her down.
Dream was by the door and he looked a bit annoyed. Shit what'd I do?
"...what?" I asked.
"Dust set Killer on fire." He said.
"Dammit not again." I said.
Ink was trying to hold in her laughter. We went downstairs and sure enough Killer was on the ground laughing while he burned.
"How are you enjoying this you're literally being burnt alive!" Blue said.
"It happens more than you'd think." Cross told him.
Horror threw water on Killer and surprisingly killer was annoyed by it. I rolled my eyes and went to the empty farm. Ink followed me.
"Hey uh... can I ask you something?"
Ink tilted her head.
"Yeah." She said.
"Do you love me... like really actually love me?" I asked.
She looked shocked.
"Yes! Of course I do..." she responded.
"Good."
I pinned her to the wall and kissed her.
Blueberry POV
I noticed Ink and Error had left. But why? And where'd they go? I looked all around the town we massacred and nothing.
Then I remembered the barn. I walked in and immediately walked out. I heard moaning and that can only mean one thing with those two.
I'll come back in like an hour or so. I told Dream and I'm pretty sure he started internally screaming.
"Why the fuck didn't you say something!?" He asked.
"I'm not her dad." I told him.
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Two Thieves an ErrorInk story
FanfictionNOT FOR DE CHILDREN Kill, steal, run. It's survival of the fittest for all Thieves and their groups. The more people in a group the better. Relationships are formed, friendships broken, and families, gone. Ink has always understood that's life...