Mr. Erratum

Chapter Forty-Three

(A/N The picture above is something like what Pigment/Ink is wearing throughout the next few chapters while In Empireverse. I suck a drawing clothes, or anything really, so it doesn't look the greatest XD. If you really don't like the clothes above, you can just imagine it as something else that is in the Empireverse style)

The castle, or what Ink had seen of it, was simply beautiful. Everything was coloured in rather Black, Dark purple, or a very dark Grey, and it was obvious that everything in the castle was as good as it could get. The ceiling was high and the walls were beautiful and smooth. The floor was marble, not a scratch on it, and when someone walked across it, It made a sound similar to the sound Error's Feet audio were stuck as.

Nightmare walked slightly faster than most Monsters Ink knew, so he had too speed up to keep up with him. The walk was completely silent, with the only interactions between them being the few times Nightmare looked behind him to see if Ink was still there.

Ink, in his personal opinion, thought that this Nightmare was even more paranoid than his other counterparts. Ink hummed, lost in thought, 'It's quite cute though' Ink thought, 'It's almost like he cares about me' Ink mused, laughing silently.

 Anyone else would have probably found the whole journey rather awkward, since it was literally a silent fifteen minute walk, following a strange goopy skeleton who had his head held high. Ink probably would of felt the same, if he was capable of doing so.

After the fifteen minutes, Ink and Nightmare reached a door, identical to the dozens of doors that they had already passed. Nightmare opened the door, and walked through, with Ink quickly following behind him.

"This will be your room while you stay, Vibrant" Nightmare finally acknowledged his presence. Ink hummed, finding the room very dull. Of course, he did not say this out loud. "Someone will get you some clothes, you are not wearing that in this castle" Nightmare stated. "Okie dokie" Ink replied, grinning at him. Nightmare sighed, "Is there any colour you'd prefer?" He asked, "Hmm, I like the colour brown!" Ink exclaimed.

Nightmare looked down at Ink's outfit again, "Yes, of course" He replied. Ink sat down of the Purple bed, finding it rather comfy. "Don't leave this room, Someone will get you later when we need to talk, Vibrant" Nightmare told Ink, glaring slightly. Ink nodded, And Nightmare quickly left the room.

"huh, i doubt he'd do this for any random person he finds in the woods" Ink observed. "He's probably trying to get in my good books... why though?" He questioned.

As soon as he said that, there was a knock at the door, "Hello?" Ink said. The door opened, and a skeleton that Ink couldn't recognise can through the door, holding a pile of clothes. "U-Uh, Sir s-s-said that you- you needed these" The small skeleton stuttered, leaving the clothes on the bed.

"I- I s-should go n-now" The skeleton muttered, sprinting out of the bedroom before Ink could even mutter a word out. "Haha- he was weird" Ink said to himself. Ink looked over to the pile of clothes, "Might as well get changed".

The clothes were, thankfully, much more simple looking than Nightmares, but still had the vibe the rest of the people here had. He had little difficulty changing his clothes, and only kept His viles and scarf on him. Thankfully, He managed to squish his old clothes into his bag, which was surprising, seeing that he wore so many layers.

After getting changed, Ink sat on the bed, with nothing to do. "I could paint the room" Ink thought, "But Nightmare probably wouldn't like that" Ink reasoned. He sat their for a few more minutes, before his eyes roamed to his paintbrush, broomy, idly laying by his backpack. 

Standing up, Ink picked up the paintbrush, "Maybe a little paint wouldn't hurt..." He muttered, swing his paintbrush around the room.

By the time he was out of breath, the room was filled with loads of different colours, Such as red, purple, green, yellow, blue and pink. The room as a mess, and Ink would admit he probably went a little over board. Suddenly, The door opened, so slow that it probably could of been in slow motion. When the door did open, a Nightmare came threw the door. 

His face first showed confusion, but then it turned into anger, but it then turned into confusion once more, "What the fuck?" Nightmare spoke, unable to think of any other response.

(SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER)

IMPORTANT!
A few chapters ago, I asked if it would be a good idea to make a Oneshot book for MR. Erratum, and the people who did answer, said yes!
It's called the ABC's of Mr. Erratum, and by the time this chapter is out, The first chapter to that book will be out!

It will have 26 chapters, one for each Letter of the alphabet, and each oneshot will be based off A word for that letter. So, Let's say chapter One is called 'apples', The one shot will be based of the Word 'Apples'.

Have a good Day/Night