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Nightmare looked at the small bundle of.. Pastel rainbow in his arms.
Goodness, it's shit like this that makes nightmare's already goopy soul turn... Even more goopy."N-nightmare..i -ink is o-okay to se-see now b-but i-i saw his-his arm a-and if-you want- i could give- y-y-you some m-medication."
"What are you talking about?"
"O-oh..Oh y-you do-dont know.. Oh-Oh god!"
"What, is, it?!"
"I-i think you should l-look and see you-yourself"Nightmare speed walked to ink's room, he would have walked but he was scared to drop the baby like he did his brother.. and just look how that turned out.
Apparently giving birth is a dangerous thing and poor ink has been losing blood, that along with a mental freak out could do some damage to his now fragile body.'Buttt who cares?' Well thats inks mindset at least. Ink sighed, this hospital bed sure was uncomfortable. There was a tv in the corner of the room, it was as small as his son. Which, he hasn't seen. Ink was scared, surely he saw error... Right? Looking back on it, ink realized. The glitchy voice was more of a stuttering sound.... and gross felt like a tentacle... Shit. Welp if he had to kill himself, it would be now.
He grabbed the tv remote and turned on the yv to some childish cartoons.
Ink leaned back, relaxing his aching body and turned to the bird that was cheerfully singing out the window.
Ink smiled but, that was shot lived as the bird flew away, and a few seconds later came back with an oldy familiar blue string.
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Love > hate [inkmare] the sequel
FantasyGo read the first book, This story contains: nsfw, self harm, abuse, rape eg.