He Left and now He's Safe(Fgod)[Student version]

Chapter 4(OG Multiverse)

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(P.S. Slight Drink incoming)
-The author

"Ink speaking"
'Ink thinking'

"Dream speaking"
'Dream thinking'

*With Ink after Error got bashed into the void*

'Yes!! Finally I can work in peace!! ..But..why does my chest hurt? Well whatever I can deal with it after I speak with everyone.' Ink thought.

He didn't realize what the pain in his chest was. What it meant for this Multiverse. What it meant for everyone. What it meant for his SOUL.

And after his thoughts Ink started to talk. "Everyone! Everyone!!" Every Sans there quickly shut their 'mouth' wanting to know what he was going to say. "We have won!!" Ink shouted. Everyone burst into cheering.

Multiple people left. Most unnoticed. Some caught in a conversation. The people there was planning a party. Ink wasn't apart of it though. He was thinking about where is this ACHING is coming from. Dance from Dancetale approached him.

"Hey Ink? You alright?"
"Oh yeah I'm good just wondering what AU I should make." Ink lied. He looked over to the group of Sans' trying to plan a party. "What are they doing Dance?" Dance looked over to them.

"They're trying to plan a party for some reason. Are you gonna join?" Ink thought for a moment. "Nah I'm good I have a couple of AUs to make. Sorry." Ink scratched the back of his head trying to make it seem real.

Thankfully Dance seemed convinced since Dance left. Ink actually wanted to figure out what this feeling is coming from. He looked around for Blue or Dream to talk about it. 'Weird neither of them are here' Ink thought to himself. He shrugged. 'Maybe they're at the base.'

Little did he know that they left almost right after the cheering started. He made a portal right outside of the Star Sans' umain base. 'Dream or Blue will probably be here.' He thought. He walked in the house while putting his paintbrush on his back.

He looked around the living room. No one. 'Wonder where they are.' He walked up the stairs. Looking around as he did. He went into Blue's room. Clean as usual.

He walked into Dream's room. And there was Dream in all his glory. Only his eye sockets was closed. 'Huh he's sleeping' thought the protector as he walked out as silently as possible.

You see he knew Dream has sleeping problems. Dream couldn't sleep because of his nightmares. His nightmares about THAT night. Dream felt incredibly guilty about not helping Nightmare.

Ink had tried helping him. But Dream refused to be helped. He refused to be helped or babied. Ink never knew why he refused his help but thought that it was probably linked to his past. And right he was.

Ink sat on his bed as the pain in his chest increased. He lied down not even trying to get under the covers in his bright colorful room. His chest tightened. He tried to not make any noise for the sake of Dream. Thankfully, only a small whimper came out. The pain decreased a bit.

The pain was bearable to him. He had been through countless battles with Error after all. He felt like his chest was burning. He closed his eye sockets trying to bear the pain. He lied there trying to get some sleep.

*In the morning*

Ink sat up. He slept a little. Almost two hours total. The pain was slowly becoming unbearable. He looked towards the clock. 7:43. He sighed. He got off his now messy bed. He slowly walked out of his room and went downstairs.

Dream was making breakfast trying to get his nonexistent brain off the fact that he drove someone to suicide. He finished up the scrambled eggs. He set it on the table. He heard footsteps coming from upstairs. "Hey I ma-" he cut himself off abruptly.

There in the door was Ink. His eye sockets looked empty. He had huge eye bags under them. He looked like he was in pain. "Ink?!?!" Dream quickly took off the kitchen gloves. He rushed over there. He took his hand out and put it on the others cheek. He started rubbing under Ink's eye sockets while the other was on Ink's right hand also rubbing. Dream looked into his eyes.

"What happened?" Dream said his protectiveness kicking in. "It's nothing Dream." Ink responded. Dream furrowed his brows and stared straight into Ink's eye sockets. After the incident he never liked being brushed off. It always reminded him of how much of a failure he was.

"Tell me." Dream said in stern voice. Ink was silent for a moment. "Can we eat first? I'll tell you afterwards." Dream sighed. That was Ink. He always liked his food. He took away his hand from Ink's face and put it at his side. "Fine. But if you think your off the hook your WRONG." Ink nodded.

While they ate, it was unusually silent. To Ink it felt like he was alone. Dream felt like that too. Ink stood up and put his plate in the sink. Dream stood up and also put his plate in the sink. Ink sat back down at the table while Dream sat next to him.

"Well? Tell me what happened." Ink wanted to tell him but..it felt like something was telling him not to. Like he'll hate him. Dream grabbed his hand dispelling his thoughts.

"Well..my chest hurt and you were sleeping so I didn't want to disturb you." Dream looked at him concerned. "When did this happen and what does it feel like?" Ink finally looked at him. "It was last night. And it felt like my chest was burning and breaking into different pieces." Dream gasped. He knew what was happening. He knew what was going to happen to Ink. After all....

Ink's SOUL is coming back.

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-The author