Misfortune [DISCONTINUED] - An FGOD!Error Story

Chapter 2: Questions

I slowly woke up from the couch, yawning softly as I stretched a bit, blinking a few times before I noticed the glow of someone's eye lights right in front of my face. As I focused on the glow, I soon had realized who it was- Ink. Ah, right. I brought him to my house, so of course he'd know where I lived. ..I just had to hope he wouldn't be using it against me. I sat up more on the bed, raising a non-existent eyebrow as I stared at him in curiosity. "Ink, what are you doing here?" I asked. Of course, he ended up just ignoring my question. "I didn't know you could create things." He went- I only sighed, frowning slightly. Was that really what he thought? That the 'destroyer' of all people, could create. "Of course I can- Anyone actually can." I replied, not letting my face show how I had felt. "How did you do those red strings-?" He had asked, which had gave me a flashback to both what had happened, and when I had first gotten my red strings. I shook my head softly, ignoring the chill that I had got down my spine, despite the fact that I had shivered a little bit. "I don't know." I said- Which was true, actually. I didn't know how I did it. "How would you not know?" He continued to ask- It was as if he was kinda interviewing me. Oh well. Talking to people makes me ignore the fact that I'm alone- I didn't like being in my own thoughts much anyways, so talking to others helped me get away from that. "I never tried to properly learn, so it just ends up happening randomly I guess." ..That was a little bit of a lie. That was the only time that's ever happened, besides back in my childhood. ..I didn't want to remember. Not ever. And yet I let my emotions get the best of me, and used them. It was my fault, so I have to pay for the consequences. ..Great. "Why not?" He kept on asking me questions- Jeez, was it really that interesting to him? "Because it hurts others." I stated, like it was obvious- And I had semi-forgotten that I was supposed to be the 'Big Bad Destroyer' who doesn't care about others. "And why would you care?" He went on again, him staring intently at me, like he had seemed curious of something. ..But- ..Had he really thought of me that lowly? Did everyone think of me that lowly..? ..I went quiet as he continued to stare, looking at me expectedly, as if he was expecting that I'd give him an answer to that. ..And I wouldn't. "Get out." My patience had been running thin- I didn't want him to keep asking me personal questions, or questions that would just hurt. I had been feeling uncomfortable through this entire thing anyways- ..I wonder how the squid had managed to do that. He narrowed his eyes at me, a dangerous intent hidden behind that, which I knew very well. Did he really want answers? Couldn't he just forget with that terrible memory of his? ..God dammit..- And he was most likely just going to write it on his scarf so he remembers. ..What have I done-? I wish I could've turned back time, and fixed all of this. That'd be better then. "I'm going to keep asking until you give me a proper answer." He had said, being the stubborn person he is. "I'll make you leave if I have to." I threatened. But uh, that was a bit of a lie. I couldn't. ..Not at all. Which wouldn't be good for me if he ended up staying. "And what's stopping you from doing that now?" He asked. ..Fuck..- Since when did he pay so much attention, and all that? "..Just leave." I went, trying not to sound too desperate. He had sighed, looking to the side. "Fine." And with that, he had left, turning into a pile of ink, before disappearing, and most likely going somewhere else- The ink going with him. The moment he had left, I immediately relaxed against the couch, taking in a deep breath, relieved. Of course, this didn't mean he was done trying to get answers out of me- ..So I had to be prepared for that. At least now he had stopped- Thank god. But now the real question is what I could do now. He doesn't know if the answers I provided him were real or not- So the next time he might bring Dream with him- ..That is, assuming he didn't bring Dream, and hide him somewhere nearby while he was questioning me. ..Jeez- I held my skull in my hands, worried for the future. This was such a mess- A mess I had created. ..Well that thought was 'good'. I sighed softly, deciding on just relaxing for the rest of the day- Just taking it as a break for now. I needed it anyways- I could only hope I wouldn't have to go destroy an AU. I still was a little bit shaky- And with all the flashbacks, and some traumatic memories, I just had to have a break. ..But the squid knew where I lived. He could just take me on while I'm asleep or something, or when I'm weak. He could bring the others with him too- ..What a mess. I really did screw myself over this time, didn't I..?