(let me just say this here:

The fact that some people were able to guess who it was, just- HOW-

Oh right, the two who did are pals of mine. Of course they'd be able to tell)

(Image is yet another one of the wonders of Gloomverse. CQ is love, CQ is life-)

Error chuckled.

"I'd like you to meet my- uh- Minecraft Girlfriend, Salt!"

Minecraft Girlfriend was the most believable cover story he could make.

Ink had no clue who this skeleton was.

"Uh, what???" he asked, searching his fricking goldfish memory for a Sans that looked like... wait, Error said this was his Minecraft Girlfriend. She wasn't a Sans then, right? Unless she was genderbent? "...what Sans is this?"

"...what the f*ck is a Sans?" Salt asked, because Error had just begged her to do this in exchange for letting her annoy him however she wished and didn't really bother to explain much other than 'let me take you to this other realm of existence or whatever so that you can pretend to be my girlfriend and get this one dude and his friends who ship us to stop harassing me on my Twitter.com.'

She wasn't from the Undertale multiverse. She was from Lucidia's multiverse, specifically the Underworld. Error had stolen her onesie once so she pretended to be his (obsessive) best friend in order to troll him into giving him back.

(The thing about that experience that surprised Error the most was when she somehow got all the way to the Antivoid and wrecked the place... on her own, without him or Fresh [or even Vinny and Chili P since they were also former-Sanses] to bring her. Was just any dimension-hopper able to travel realms as long as they knew about them, and not just those who had previously been a part of said realms? Or was this all just a crack fic's way of adding reason to a random post the author found on CQ's tumblr?-)

Ah, Lucidia: That one thing Error and Fresh were moved to after having their Sans Cards revoked.

A new chance... to once again be swarmed by fangirls and simps.

Ink went silent.

"..."

"Ok," Error cut in, "Salt's not from here. She's from a thing our creator made. Heck, I'm gonna be in it too when it happens in a billion years or something. I dunno."

Error was not a Gloomverse fan, so he was just waiting for his own thing to happen instead of being patient and waiting for CQ to get done with one thing at a time.

Don't be like Error. He's a short angry manbaby.

"...u-uh-"

"So you're that Ink guy, huh?" Salt asked. "The one harassing my 'boyfriend' here, I guess??"

"..."

Ink ran off to go cry because of his dreams being crushed.

"...well that was easy. My work here is done-"

"No, Salt, it's not that easy. As soon as you're gone, he's gonna assume I'm back on the table... heck, he probably still will after crying. He might try to kill you or some sh*t. I dunno. The book's tags say he's a yandere here."

"He's gonna be dead after that."

Salt: The Necromancer, #1 reaper, capable of kicking *ss (whether non-existent or real).

"Yeah I know, but then this whole multiverse is gonna be after both you and me 'cus Ink keeps me from killing everyone by annoying me out of it."

"Guess I'll have to take that spot then."

As a reaper, it was Salt's job to deal with universe-level threats (I think. IDK, go read CQ's tumblr about it 'cus her tumblr is awesome. I'm not her and the comic hasn't even happened yet so-). Error was certainly one of those.

Though currently he was not terrorizing the multiverse she was from so why should she care, right? Outside of her jurisdiction. And she didn't even know this multiverse or anyone in it anyway.

For now, at least, she wouldn't have to do anything to him.

For now.

"Ugh, whatever," Error said, "listen: don't get the wrong idea about this. This doesn't mean I actually like you or anything."

"Yeah, duh, I know that already. Just here to f*ck up your stuff."

"Good. F*ck you."

"Same to you."

Ah yes, the start of a beautiful romance-

(For those wondering: Yes, Salt is an actual character, and Lucidia is an actual thing. Look it up, it's awesome. Here's a picture of what Salt looks like [image belongs to CQ]:

[taken from an image of her and her twin sister Pepper. I don't know if I'll have Pepper in this fic so-]

I'm calling this ship Salterror and no one can do anything about it 'cus as far as I can tell this ship didn't exist until this very book-

I feel accomplished, I guess?? For creating a ship that sucks???)

(Here are some screenshots from CQ's tumblr to show the entire reason why I made this fic:

Yup. This is the entire reason why)