Oki so my story will suck just gotta tell 'cha so the story is about... Error and ink were childhood friends because you know they only knew eachother in the anti void back then,and logic :") When they were children Ink gave Error a scarf as a gift. Error really liked the scarf so he never took it off. But when they become foe's, Ink realized that Error still wore the scarf. Error could never accept his feelings for ink so he still fought with ink. But deep down inside,They had the strongest feeling between them. The feeling Ink first felt. The feeling that made Error a LIL bit more soft. The feeling of... Love. *Sendhelp:")*

Mabel Pines had, unwittingly, freed Bill Cipher from his prison, after being tricked by him granting her most desired wish. She manages to escape from his grasp and then goes to find Dipper, who is captured and trapped inside a prison bubble designed to keep him from leaving. Once Mabel rescues him and finds the others, they all begin to plan a sneak attack on Bill to stop the dream demon's evil plan for world domination. However, unknown to Mabel, Bill has had an unhealthy obsession over her and plans to make Mabel his forever, whether she likes it or not. Will Mabel and her family be able to save Gravity Falls and the world from Bill's evil clutches? Or will she be forced to become his bride forever? [Note: I've switched the roles of Mabel and Dipper a little. In this story, Dipper is the one trapped in a prison bubble, not Mabel. Keep that in mind.] *I don't own Gravity Falls or any of the artworks. All rights go to owners.*

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Kolejny ErrInk na moim profilu ;3 Mam nadzieję, że przyjmie się równie dobrze co poprzednie =) Miłego czytania, zapraszam^^ /Eng./ Another ErrInk on my chanel ;3 I hope it will be as good as the previous one =) Have fun reading , welcome ^^

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