Gradient POV
I tried drowning out all the yelling going on outside of my room. Pj and dad are arguing again. I wonder why this time.
Mom came into my room and sat next to me.
"Why are they fighting?" I asked.
She sighed.
"Pj got into a fight with someone in another world. He's being lectured at the moment."
"I-is he hurt?" I asked timidly.
"Oh honey he's fine. I should've been more specific. A non physical argument." She answered.
I hugged her. She hugged back.
"It'll be ok baby."
"I know mama." I replied.
Error POV
"Do you have any idea how dangerous that was!? Pj you could've gotten hurt!" I half yelled.
"But I didn't! I'm fine. And I totally could've won if we did fight." He argued.
"Or you could've gotten killed! Do you know how that would effect your mom? Your brother? How that'd effect all of us your entire family!"
He rolled his eyes and just walked away. I sighed. Ink held my hand.
"He just trying to be independent." She said.
"And if he'd gotten hurt?!"
"Then I'd kill whoever hurt my baby. Show me your arms." She replied.
I grunted and rolled up my sleeves. She seemed content that she saw nothing new. She did not know however that I have a new spot to cut. A spot that she wouldn't think.
She kissed my cheek and hugged me. I hugged back.
"Now show me where you're actually cutting."
"Wha-"
"You think Cross hasn't told me that he gave you a blade? That Dust hasn't told me? You're friends may be your friends but they're scared of me for some reason."
Nope. Nope. Nope. Not doing this. Nooooot doing this. Going somewhere- far away! Yep. For a few hours.
I teleported. Somewhere she wouldn't look. Somewhere she's afraid to go. Geno's save screen.
Ink POV
I sighed and went to check on Pj. He was clearly angry, pacing around and ranting to his brother. Gradient just looked at me as if asking for help.
"Pj, do you want to talk?" I asked.
"Why? You gonna lecture me to?"
"No. I just want to talk."
He groaned and walked to me. I closed the door so we didn't disturb Gradient.
"You know he only lectured you because he cares." I told him.
"I know." He replied. "Does that mean you don't? You never lecture me."
"Of course I care. I just think differently."
Later when Error came back we talked about the cutting again. It only made me anxious remembering all of our battles before this.
I'd tell him to give me the blade but I know he's just find another way to do it. I have to trust him.
