This was almost the worst thing he'd experienced yet. He couldn't stop dry heaving, barely able to breathe. Between the pain that had decided today of all days was a great time to strike again, and the constant coughing. He was tired. At this point, he was starting to freak out.
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't stop heaving up nothing, deprived of any magic needed to even throw up. His entire body burned.
"Error, Error look at me." Blinking rapidly, he did so. Making out the blurry image of Ink. "Breathe okay?"
"C-an-t!"
"You can! With me, okay? In, out, in-"
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Sickly - An Errorink Drabble
Short StoryError is sickly. Ink takes notice. (Drawing by me) (Error - loverofpiggies) (Ink - Comyet) (Sci - TalkingSoup) (Dream: Joku) (Blueberry: Undertale Community)
