You'll Be Mine

Meeting The Stranger

Dream tapped on Inks shoulder, who was drawing. "Ink" he said, trying to get the artists attention. "Classic says that he might have found the skeleton you described"

Ink almost immediately jumped up.

"Really?! Perfect!" he says and teleports to Classic.

Classic made a motion with his hand for Ink to stay quiet. He wasn't even surprised when Ink teleported to him suddenly. He pointed out to a shed hidden deep within the woods with a nice flowery meadow surrounding it. "I had seen that monster shopping in town one day for fabric and science supplies. When he was done i had followed him back here" Classic whispered to Ink. he pointed back out to the monster.

The monster was now wearing a sky blue off the shoulders dress that faded to a nice green at the end. He seemed to be sewing something and was humming a beautiful tune. Now that he wasn't moving, Ink and Classic could see that there were scars everywhere on the monster's body, along with a collar that seemed painfully clamped into his neck. "I was too nervous to approach him" Classic whispered, looking over at Ink. "he seems to be scared of others"

Ink hummed quietly.

"Should we watch him or approach him?" he asks, turning his head to Classic.

Classic hummed. "I think we should approach him and ask him some questions...but we might wanna be delicate. Like i said he seemed absolutely petrified of other people and of other items" Classic shrugged, lightly pushing Ink. "you go, i'll keep watch for Error" Classic nodded firmly with a smile.

Ink nodded and carefully walked over to Vediovous.

"Uh, hello! I would like to talk to you if that's ok." he said, acting as sweet as possible. He didn't want the skeleton to run away just yet.

The skeletons head snapped up to look at Ink, eyes widening in fear. Seems when he wasn't protecting Error he wasn't nearly as brave.

He turned around slightly. "m-MasTeR!" he called. Master? The fuck?

The original Gaster actually came out at the call, making Classics eyes widen and gasp slightly. "What do you want slut?" he hissed, before spotting the creator.

"Oh, hello Ink" he said almost mockingly. "What do you want?" he grabbed onto the collar around the skeleton's neck and yanked him backward, making the poor monster yelp in pain and look down.

Ink smile became almost cruel.

"Oh, I'm just here to talk to them. Now, if you wouldn't mind, move." he says sternly. He doesn't deserve him.

Gaster actually laughed, pushing the monster behind him. "What would the creator want with my pet? Huh?" he smirked. Classic felt like puking.

"What I want is none of your business. I will not tell you this again, Gaster, MOVE." He says with no fear, Ink was not messing around.

Gaster glared at Ink. "i am not letting you touch my property Ink" he hissed. The monster darted into the shake that was behind them. Classic did end up puking this time, but silently so he wasn't noticed.

Inks eyes went red.

"If you want to do this the hard way, then so be it. You are NOTHING compared to me. You will either move or I will FORCE MY WAY THROUGH." he hissed, his smile turning sinister.

Gaster growled but sighed. "Fine. but i will always find him. He has a tracker" he smirked before teleporting away. Now Ink and Classic could properly investigate.

Classic walked up to Ink, trying not to puke again. "Wh-what do we do Ink? It's obvious that monster has been mistreated....so PLEASE tell me we are saving them..." he shuddered.

Ink nodded. "Yes, we are. Now let's go." he said, running into the shack. "Hello? We're here to help." he said, looking around.

Classic spotted the skeleton and tapped Inks shoulder, pointing over to a corner.

The skeleton was curled up in a corner of a big cage that split the room in half almost, just a little smaller on the cage side. He was curled around an infant skeleton, though it didnt seem to be breathing.

"h-HelP...?" the skeleton whispered out, looking up at them. The skeleton had beautiful peach and yellow eyes. They were naked now, wich made Classic look away. "...i'Ve BeEn HerE SInCe i Was FivE...im FinE..." he looked away, pushing himself back against the wall while clutching the infant thing closer.

Ink blushed but frowned. "Then we should get you out of here now, and not have you here. Right, Classic?" he says.

"What is your name?" Ink asked the beautiful skeleton.

The skeleton pushed back against the wall more. "m...mY nAmE is V-vedIoVOuS..." the skeleton said softly, not looking away from the other two.

Classic frowned. "I dont know Ink...i dont think he's gonna come with us willingly..." he looked down with a thoughtful frown for a moment. "Its painfully obvious that he has Stalkholm Sydrom...so we might have to come back or stay here and gain his trust..." Classic hummed, looking up at Ink.

"Well Ink? What do we do...?"

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