Faking the Fall (errorink)

14; Hurt

Three months after the incident 

Nightmare watched as Eraser curled up in the chair next to his, and let Nightmare repeat that word, HIS, best friend. Eraser spent much of the day crying. Nightmare still struggled to figure out why Eraser was sad in the first place. 
"Oh just shut up already!" Nightmare turned to face the once again sobbing mess that was Eraser.
"I just want him to wake up… I'm so sorry!" He seemed to be apologizing to Nightmare this time which seemed almost more annoying than his crying.
"I will tear out whatever allows you to speak if you dare utter another word." Nightmare hissed before storming out of the room. He never ended up staying in the room for a long when Eraser was there.
“I’m sorry about him Boots. He doesn’t like me, not one bit,” Eraser moved closer to his friend. “I try not to let him get me. I just miss you.” Eraser sighed. He heard shifting outside and a loud growl that was most definitely nightmare.
“I’ll leave so you can see him.” Eraser looked at the still asleep Reboot as he quickly stood. He began walking towards the door when a soft whimper echoed from the figure on the bed.
“R…. ace….y?” Reboot whispered and the destroyer turned around in a rush. 
“Boots?”

For the first time in a long time, when Error awoke he knew how important it was he kept everything he hid here from falling apart. 
“Glitchy?” Ink, not his Ink, squirmed in his spot next to the fake-destroyer. 
“Hey Ink,” Error hugged his knees to his chest with a loud sigh. Ink leaned closer but when Error flinched away the creator sighed.
“There’s a creator summit tomorrow. I haven’t been to one of those in forever. They asked if I would bring you.” Ink looked at his boyfriend who began to shake.

If there was one thing Error knew, it was that his Ink, his Eraser, would be going to the summit as well. He also knew that Eraser would recognize him quickly. Those very facts are what invited him to say yes to Inks offer.

“Ink-“
“I remember everything, Shine.” Eraser looked over at the half blind Ink that had once been Erasers best friend.
“So… are you still coming to the summit in the guise of an Ink?” Half blind Ink, or Shine as Eraser and Reboot had called him, asked.
“Yes, why?” Eraser looked down the hallway at the sleeping children on the couch.
“Because there’s an Ink who’s Error has never come along with him… his multiverse coding doesn’t include an Error just as yours includes a Reboot but has none.” Shine smirked.
“And?” Eraser began down the hall before picking up Paperjam off the couch.
“He’s bringing his Error. I think it’s Reboot and from what that Ink said, Error was ecstatic at the idea of joining.” Shine smirked as Eraser tensed.
“It might really be Boots? My husband? I could see him at the summit?” Eraser turned, Pjs head on his shoulder, and looked at Shine with tears in his eyes.
“I believe you could.” Shine smiled.
“See papa? Daddy can I go?” Gradient mumbled still laying on the couch. Both adults turned to face the child only now opening his eyes.
“Uhh…” Eraser looked back at Shine. Gradient shot his gaze back at the other as well and when Shine nodded the younger boy began to legitimately cry out of happiness.
“I get to see papa…” Gradient grabbed onto Erasers side as soon both Eraser and his son where crying.

They would get to see Reboot.

“Who are they Racey?” Reboot hid behind Eraser as his own friends, the very sans’ that had helped fight Eraser, stared at him.
“They are your other friends Boots.” Eraser looked down at his friend before sighing and stepping out from in front of the creator, making him vulnerable to the others stares.
“But I don’t remember them…” Reboot whimpered once again hiding behind Eraser.
“What did you do to him destroyer?” Nightmare snapped.
“I did nothing! All I know is that he woke up!” Eraser raised his hands to try and show his innocence.
“Yea right you liar!” Nightmare snarled.

Reboot stared at the monster soul floating in his hand. He still didn’t remember most people. He remembered bits and pieces but in the past 2 weeks the only person he completely remembered was Eraser.
“For Racey. So he can feel.” He felt the soul pulse and he grinned. He felt his lv rise and he drained the life force of the soul and pulled it into a bottle that soon held a clear paint like substance.
“For Racey.” He whispered before turning for the portal he had formed earlier.
“For Racey and me.” He added before stepping through the portal and entering his home.

“Where did you get it!?” Eraser, clear paint and all, yelled as his eyes shifted like crazy.
“It doesn’t matter! You can finally feel!” Reboot screamed.
“What did you do?” Eraser let his tone of voice drop into a darker range.
“I drained a monster soul.” Reboot whispered and instantly hugged Eraser as he fell over and began to cry. 
Erasers thoughts raced. Sweet Reboot. His boots. Boots killed so he could feel. He had more deaths on his hands. Heck Reboot killed because of him. He was a horrible person. He was a monster that drove even the sweetest to kill.
“Why? Why did you kill for me? I’m not worth this.” Eraser hiccuped and Reboot sighed.
“You’re worth everything. You are my everything.” Reboot whispered whilst letting his hand trace shapes in Erasers skull.
“I… I have to go.” Eraser stood and pushed away, running through the portal in a mess of tears. Reboot watched in silence. 

If only he had followed Eraser through the portal.