A Dangerous Illusion

Chapter 17

Error stood alone awkwardly by a bench. Ink had dragged him to the park suddenly with absolutely no explanation at all, and then left, telling him to stay put. Ink had hurried away to grab Geno and bring him to his long-lost brother. Of course, neither of the C.Q.s had any idea this was going on, for Ink had planned this the previous day.

At first Geno had been angry and shocked, demanding how long Ink had known, why he kept it a secret, etc. After the mini interrogation was done, Geno had lapsed into a sullen silence, and seemed upset. Ink figured this would be a great way to cheer him up.

"Ink, what are yo-" Geno started to say after Ink suddenly burst into the police station and grabbed him.

"Shush, you'll thank me later," He cut Geno off and began dragging the other police with him.

"You could just tell me where we're going so I could walk myself," He grumbled as he fell into step with his partner as they got outside. Ink grinned.

"That would ruin the surprise."

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Geno walked alongside his 'captor' and soon began to recognize where they were headed. He assumed they would just spend a day at the park or something along those lines, but he was very wrong. He was shocked to see a very familiar figure sitting on a bench. Was it really..? Geno gasped and stopped in shock. Ink smiled and finally dropped his arm, though he hardly registered it. A million thoughts were running through his head. Is he real? How did Ink set this up? Where has he been all this time? Why did he disappear? And most importantly, Is this really him?

Ink lightly tugged at the other's arm to bring him over, and Geno complied in a daze. As they neared, the person looked up. He smiled at Ink then looked at Geno. Their eyes locked. Geno's breath caught, and Error's eyes widened. It's him, they both thought simultaneously.

Shit shit shit shit shit... Error thought. I'm screwed.

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"Sooooooooo..." Error said awkwardly. Ink had practically shoved the dazed Geno at Error then said, Oh look, I gotta go, have fun, bye! Geno looked at the ground.

"I guess we should do some catching up?" He said. Error shrugged.

"Sure." Geno sighed at his brother's lack of willingness to disclose any stories. He looked at the other and pulled him down to sit on the bench.

"Well I'll start I guess. I became a policeman a few years back, after our parents died. This was what-3 years ago? So I was 21. It was also when you disappeared.

"You stirred up a lot of trouble, you know that? Half of the reason I became a policeman was to try and find you. Everybody gave up on searching after about a year.

"Fresh also moved to Brazil around that time. He was 17 then. He moved in with a friend.

"In my first year on the job, I was partnered with Ink. We didn't get along at first. He was too happy and excitable, and well, quite frankly? I was a jerk to him. I warmed up to him within a few months though. We're really close friends now. We've worked on around 6 cases together. I think our current case is the 7th one." Geno sighed. "Ok, what have you been up to?" He narrowed his eye. "And more importantly: How the *funk* have you been in the city this whole time and not been found?!" Error froze.

"Wait. What did you say?" He asked. Geno growled.

"I asked you how you ha-" "No, I mean, repeat the whole sentence." Geno sighed.

"I said, how the *funk* ha- Wait. Funk?"

Suddenly the last C.Q. popped up behind the bench.

"Wassup, my radical brosephs?"