A Passionate Appetite [DISCONTINUED - UP FOR ADOPTION LOL]

CHAPTER 3: Queer

(Sadly, since I lost my phone AGAIN, I have to use my iPad. This was written on a borrowed phone, hence why this small section will have bold. This means I cannot use bold, italics, or underline. Sorry for this everyone. Also, I have changed the way Error talks from ThiS to being a pattern "oF tHiS". I changed it so he can be easier to write. You will see that in the next chapter.)

Error opened his eye sockets and let out a groan of displeasure. He knew he jumped, but why was he alive? He cocked his head to the side. And realized he was laying on top of Cross. He let out a yelp of surprise, and tumbled away from him. His glitching worsened for a small second, as his breaths quickened and became panicked. He then felt someone rubbing his back in a comforting way, and a familiar negative aura.

"Error. Calm down. We will figure out this situation somehow."

"N...NigtMaRe? wHaT Are yOu...-"

"I don't know, Error. All I know is that some force, stronger than any of us, threw us into the Void... Where you jumped."

Nightmare muttered the last part. He seemed uncomfortable with the fact that Error would jump willingly into the Void. Error nodded, and looked to the side in an ashamed manner. What else was he supposed to do? Now they are somewhere they don't even know, and instead of just Error having to deal with it, Nightmare and the gang had to deal with it too! Error swiped his hand in the air, the multiverse's codes showing. The more he read, the more he slowly deadpanned.

Oh god.

Why.

Error cringed at what he read.

"So, what information are you obtaining, Error?"

Error remained silent, and veered the panel showing the codes to Nightmare. Both of them stared at the codes. Suddenly, they heard a grunt from a pile of nearby murderous skeletons. "Ugh....Cross, get off of me!"

"Oh my god, your foot is on my ass, move it!"

"Skeletons don't have asses, dumbass!"

"Error!? Damn, you're ali- OUCH!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

"HOLY FUCK, HORROR, SHUT UP!!"

"YOU SHUT UP, DUST, HORROR IS CLEARLY PANICKING!"

"WELL, KILLER, SCREAMING 3 INCHES AWAY FROM MY NONEXISTANT EARS DON'T HELP!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

"Dear lord, boys, be quiet!"

They all shut their mouths hearing Nightmare's demand. They untangled themselves and got up from the ground.

"We are in some other multiverse. From what me and Error have read...it is a living....nightmare..."

Dust, Horror, and Killer proceed to snort at the same time, trying to hold in their laughter. Nightmare glares at them, and they immediately stop.

"Anyways, welcome to a multiverse that is basically where Underlust is the classic AU, which means all the other alternate universes will be related to it somehow."

A chorus of groans and a HORRORified gasp from Horror.

Error piped in a bit, adding small bits of information about the multiverse. About how there were no copies of them, but there were copies of the Star Sanses. But it was difficult to even speak, for he was still in pain from the battle he faced with Ink, Dream, and their army of blind judges earlier.

He hoped Blue was alright. And Outer too, for they had some sort of mutual agreement together. Error can admire the stars, and Outer wouldn't snitch. He missed them both. It was also painful knowing that without him, his multiverse will eventually collapse.

He pities them.

"Okay, I get it. But, which AU are we in right now then...?" Cross asks. He was always one of the smarter members, other than Dust. But Dust would sometimes excessively swear. He couldn't help it, most of the people around him are complete idiots, only acting intelligent in battle. Dust and Cross would hang around a lot, they were good friends.

(I can't handle typing Error this way already, e)

(Imma change it so I can type faster~)

"WeLl, wE ArE cUrrenTly iN tHis AUs vAriaNt Of sTorYshIfT."

"That AU? Ooooh, sexy Chara-"

Killer gets the back of his head thumped by Dust.

"Ouch!"

"So, we should be wary then?"

"YeS. uNleSs yOu wAnT To bE MisTakeN fOr ThE kiNg, aNd ThEn HaVe tHe rOyaL hAreM cHasInG yoU."

Dust nods, and glares at Killer. Horror than asks an important question.

"Can we get some food?"