Error In The Multiverse (Fgod(?)) [in process of editing ==>>]

Chapter Three

Walking out of the store with a bag of chocolates Error smiled satisfiedly, even tempted to take one out himself to eat— while we won't discuss how he got them he had 'bought' the new special edition hersheys and kit kats- even a few kinders/kisses that were just randomly thrown in (kisses is the same company as hershey, did ya know? Probably TvT), he held himself back to eat as he already knew quite well Cross probably would've been happier if it was left untouched until given permission. Opening up a portal to the dead Dreamtale AU they had resided in he was shocked to find the portal was nothing but an empty blackness. 'They d-didn't get sucked in-to the v-v-void or something, did they?!' He mentally panicked, immediately checking the codes.

[.file does not exist.]

"Wh-at...?" Beginning to open random portals ranging from Undertale to HELP_tale he found the same thing/result over and over: file does not exist. 'Did Inky do something to them all?!' He gritted before calming down, no, Ink loves the AUs with all his nonexistent soul— ink vials. Almost gasping at his stupidity he realized he had forgotten to check the AU he was IN! Jeez maybe Ink was starting to finally rub off on him

[Multiverse-. Momma CQ.] (Lol i dunno how to do the checking thingy—)

Reading the description slowly he realized, oh! This was another of those school human life based Multiverses! By the looks of it the world here was very stable, and nothing horribly bad had happened yet. It all clicked for Error- none of the AUs existed here! Okay, so he was in a entirely different multiverse- F\face palming his forehead he looked around, how the frick was he gonna get back now?!

With Blue and the Gang (Cross)...

"Are ya sure he ain't destroying a few AUs or something? He could be in his antivoid you know" "No, I've checked the antivoid and Ink has been in his room all day!" "Give Error another few hours and maybe we can look— can you mind?! I'm in a conversation here Dream!" "S-sorry! I'm looking for my cape, don't m-mind me!" "Be glad I ain't calling boss on ya!" "Sorry!" "Tch. Anyways continue?"

...

Back with Error...

Strolling through the streets and looking around the shop windows Error found himself admiring the colorful yarn and cloth he spotted as he walked. As he didn't recognize the money concept they used he didn't want to bother with it yet, and according to his alternates he shouldn't pull out the G he had for the sake of not sticking out too much. Sighing he continued to touch and feel the fabrics in wishful longing as he passed it by, thinking of all the possibilities he could have with it... Damn. Scratching his arms a bit he looked inside the blue bag he'd made that held the sweets— 'n0 3rr0r— th0s3 4r3 f0r cr0ss...' ...

Yes, right now Error was having the hardest day of his life so to speak between friendship and food.

Word Count: 487

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Edit: Bonus???

"Error! There you are!" As he was just walking by a bus stop a very familiar voice sounded from behind him, turning around, Error froze in shock as he felt this timeline's Ink hug him. "[BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP] [Error.exe. has stopped working, reboot?]" Confused the Ink let go, tilting his head slightly as he shook the limp body lightly. "Error?" Unsure what to do Ink let go and clicked the reboot button, waiting for him to wake up from his glitched daze.

"[1%

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[Reboot Completed]

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"HOLY--" Gasped Error clutching his chest, "D-don't DO that!!" collapsing on his knees Error breathed heavily, trying to calm himself down from the sudden contact. "Oh my god I'm so sorry! Should I get help?!" "No just plea-se b-b-be quiet!" "Oops-!" "Whew... I-I th-ink I'm good now... also so-rry si-r I d-don't know you" "Oops! Sorry, whats your name?" "U-uhm..." THAT was certainly not expected- ah shit- quick! "E-Erratum sir." "Oh, that's a nice name!" Shaking the Ink's hand with hesation the Ink spoke again. "What was that uhm- thingy anyways? My friend, Error, sometimes freezes up like that, what's it called?" "O-oh, that? I have a-a fear of be-mg touched, so I tend to have a kinda-" jeez this was harder than he thought "crash? I guess?" "Oh- I didn't know! Sorry again for jumping on you like that. You really do look like my buddy though, except a little more.... sad I guess? I dunno." This was actually strangely pleasant, aside from the bluntness of it all. "Eh, it's okay, you don't have to apologize so m-much." He waved off, scratching the back of his neck a bit. "A-anyways I-I better b-e going, your friend is waiting for you, is he not?" "Heh, yeah, anyways it was nice meeting you! Hope to see you again soon!" "B-bye!" 

As the two parted and went opposite ways (NAJ) Ink felt a small blush stained on his cheeks as he walked away.

"Huh..." still a little on edge from the sudden contact moments earlier Error sighed, dang, he had to be more careful... maybe a look change? What was the word- Disguise? Yeah! Turning to the nearest alleyway he began to think, what should he make? Resting his hand on his face a little bit Error lazily summoned a grey pair of sweatpants and a blue jacket—yeah, this should suffice for now. Putting his coat in his bag he put the pants and jacket over his old ones, "P-perfect." he grinned, turning around to walk back on the streets, at least now this would hopefully take away some kind of misunderstanding.

Word Count:  952