To Fix A Multiverse

Chapter 20

Ink looked around Haven's house, searching for Error. He'd noticed that Error hadn't really believed him when he'd apologized and was carrying an envelope with him in which he had written down everything he wanted to do better and he'd signed it.

Error watched as monsters played around in the snow from the front of the house, leaning onto the wooden railing. He sighed softly. He heard Nightmare had gotten along with Dream again. Error was happy for him, he was. But he wondered how things would be after this.

They still needed to bring Vigour home and cut him from Fate's strings. Ink had said he'd create at a moderate pace and stop making copies but Error was not sure about that. The balance still existed, how would Nightmare and Dream's relationship go when that happened?

Error didn't know... and that frightened him.

Ink opened a door leading outside, expecting to be met with another disappointing Error-less space. He flinched slightly when he spotted the skeleton he'd been searching for.

Shit... He had no idea what to say...

Error perked his head up when he heard someone walk in. He turned around and he was met with a very nervous Ink. It was an odd sight, he mused. He had never thought of Ink being nervous yet here he was. What was he doing here?

"You need something?" Error asked.

Ink nodded slightly and held out the envelope. He'd worked a while on perfecting the wording and he had to admit, Dream had helped him quite a bit.

Error raised a confused- and wary- brow at the piece of folded paper in Ink's hand.

"What's that?" he asked, cautiously taking it from Ink. At least if it was a trap he was away from the others. Or should be step even farther?

"You seemed really doubtful about my promise. So I wrote it down and signed it... Like a contract." Ink explained, looking up at Error.

"Oh." Error said in slight surprise. He looked down at the folded paper and tentatively opened it.

True to his word, Ink had written down all the things he said he'd do on that piece of paper. The wording was a little messy and some words were crossed out- Error assumed he'd gotten the spelling wrong like he did so many times- but it was true. Ink had even signed the paper at the bottom of the page.

"You're serious about this aren't you?" Error asked but it was mostly rhetorical.

"Yes. I am very serious about this." Ink agreed, staring up at Error determinedly. He wanted to make things right. He knew he could never make up for what he had done in the past but he'd do his best to make sure that he'd never make the same mistake again.

Error stared at Ink for a moment, analyzing him, before he shrugged. "Okay." he said and folded back the 'contract' that Ink had signed.

Ink let out a sigh of relief as Error seemed to accept it.

"Thanks." He said.

Error nodded.

They stared at each other for a moment before Error spoke. "So... is that all?"

"Um.. yeah. I think so... Thanks." Ink mumbled quietly, sounding nervous.

Error raised a brow at Ink. "You sure?" he asked doubtfully. "You seem oddly nervous. You being nervous is odd on its own."

"I just... I feel incredibly horrible for this whole misunderstanding and I know you hate me and I shouldn't even talk to you but I need to make things okay again and-" Ink ranted, taking a gasping breath before trying to continue.