A Mistake's Beginning [Moved to AO3]

Chapter 18: Improvising Activated!

Credited to Harrish6, who's account is found on ao3, FanFiction. Net, And Wattpad. I do not know if they are on quotev, but I've found them on those platforms.

They're still continuing their stories, and everyone credits them for the inspiration of creating the forced god part of the undertale fandom.

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Ink looks wide eyed as he stares at Grillby, his face looking like burning flesh, his mouth wide open showing wrangled teeth and burning gums. Grillby's eyes fixate onto Ink with forever wide eyes, burning into Ink's forgetless eyes.

It will be a sight that Ink will never foresee, not once not ever. Oh joy, how could Ink ever create such a sad and terrifying AU just like this.

Grillby's painful groans fill the air as he barely grunts a whisper, "Saannnsss?..."

Ink's trembling body was caught, his eyes held terror, and before he could say anything he turned to the floor and retched out pools of ink.

Once Ink finished retching, he wiped his mouth with his scarf and hands. The bear looks at the ink pile in shock, like every monster did. The monster had gotten his recent fill of food, and he could tell that this pool of ink was not just ordinary ink (although he couldn't tell much since logistically this person seems like a skeleton and puking should not be possible).

The bear shifts closer to the pool, sitting next to the ink spewer. He sniffs the ink and touches it with his fingers, when he did he felt a thrum of strong magic.

He gasped, this person had way more magic than them. This could be their key to their starvation! They needed to get him to the queen, he's powerful. His hands shook as he held the ink in his hands, and when he looked to everyone they were looking at him with curiosity.

Looking at them with wide eyes he mouthed one word. Magic.

This did the trick, everyone was agape, not one of them were strong enough to make anyone actually sense their magic. That was quite ridiculous, but not anymore so it seems. They would have eaten him if he was a magical human.. That sounds weird and delicious at the same time, and a bit refreshing at the thought of magic.

Sadly he is a monster and looks like a skeleton with no meat The bear looks at another monster, this time a bunny. Noticing the look from the bear told them all they needed, so the bunny nodded and left quietly.

Ink almost choked on his puke but only coughed while he rubbed it with his scarf, trembling, however, it made him smear all over his face. Some splattered the bar table but was easily wiped away by the burning Grillby.

He held his hand to his mouth, keeping him from actually puking. Looking back up he watches Grillby do his thing, the monster had stared at Ink and deemed him healthy enough to not have anything to eat, which surprised everyone, and slightly angered them.

If this skeleton child thing was healthy that means that he had access to food without their knowledge, it was enough to make them want to murder the poor child for the food, given how desperate they are right now.

Ink shivers at the glares, finally noticing where he was once again, he shriveled up at the murderous and hungry glares. His once bright smile turned into a frown as his eyes reflected fear as they slowly shrinking pupils.

Lifting his feet up onto the chair and he hugs them for comfort, hiding behind his scarf. He's never felt so scared and exposed in his life, of course that's a side effect of only feeling with vials. You can never have too many colors.

Ink shivers at the feeling, almost tearing up, how can anyone handle this! Sniffling he starts crying from the overload of fear, he paused once again. Looking into space, trying to stop something that was the inevitable, only to puke again. He went to the side heaving the ink, looking down to the floor. The floor is once again stained with more ink.

Ink breathes hard, letting gravity do its thing as his scarf falling off his head and onto the floor. Fate rolls her eyes, she might as well turn it so it won't be dirty forever. Hopefully no one notices until later.

Ink shivers as he breathes, he didn't want to look up, he didn't want to see the glares, the blood, the wrangled body structures of Sans's friends. Eyeing the ground and twisting his eyes to look to the sides, he saw the bloody feet of others, some were furry and a few were matted with blood.

Ink closed his eyes and curled back into the chair, grabbing his scarf with him, he spread it and hid underneath it. He couldn't take it anymore, but he didn't want to move either. Clutching the ends of the scarf as he trembles, he could no longer stay calm, how could he stay calm?

A stomping noise could be heard outside, even though the ground is snow, "WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS THIS THING?!"

The monsters around froze, Undyne didn't do roll call, she must be more desperate than they thought. They bear shook, and hesitantly pointed at Ink. Ink himself was at a loss, he was so stupid!

Undyne gasps, skeleton.. Hands? No impossible, "Sans?!"

Ink shivers and opened his scarf to look at Undyne, "I-I'm not Sans.."

"What do you mean?!" Undyne growls, "You're clearly Sans! Where the hell were you?!"

Ink gasps a breath of anxiety and rolls his eyes before taking off his scarf, pointing to the right side of his skull, "L-Like I said, I'm not Horror, he's got a head wound here right?"

"Ugh!" Undyne growls even more, but stops at a moment of pause, "Wait... Who's Horror?"

"Well shit." Ink says, Looks like I'm improvising now...

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Hello everyone! I'm so dead inside, my friend left a chat last night and I used that as an excuse to stay up and draw some angsty stuff. that reminds me that I really need to update my artbook.

soon my child soon.

I'm feeling miserable aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

give me ten bucks and I'd go to the gas station and I'd live there for five dayssssss

Honestly with how much emotion I reveal in my A/N this looks super bipolar, if it weren't for the fact that these are daily and not one minute made each and every chapter.

hah, bet you would like that huh?

nope.

Published 10/09/20

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