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Request sent by blacknbluecrystal

Request: Ink and some other Sans somehow finding their way through Moxxie's universe.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past, dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, under-age flirting, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie/Puppet speaking

Flashback/Text/voices

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Ink, Dream, Sans, Fell, and Reaper were on a time limit so to speak. Science warns them they should be lucky if the machine even sends them to the right spot. Let alone if they could find Error.

After the Destroyer jumped from the Void. It just been celebration after celebrations not having to deal with Glitch. Well, not everyone celebrated.

Until things started to get hectic.

Ink going wild on his creative spree, the many copies and just not stopping to take a break. He couldn't help it. Yes, they are in way 'sadden' Error not here. After that last battle when the destroyer ran off. Nothing they could do was destroy the destroyer. So, ready to just lock him up. Lock up away, not be around their creations. Then hopefully we can find a way to fix them. Or anything. They think this whole 'balance' excuse was just stuck in their mind. Were talk of voices. So, maybe we were schizophrenic?

Yet, it never came to be. Maybe it was for the best the Destroyer jumped.

Jump into that void with a happy smile.

Until worlds started to disappear and gone.

Many panics and try to blame the Bad Sans. Until one mission Nightmare literally asked them how? None of them have that kind of ability even if they would gladly love to erase every last thing the squid made.

It was getting out of hand. Fights on many sides. Anger. High tension all around. Thoughts even another destroyer.

If only they knew the truth that everything was being 'fixed'. How a new balance is being redirected to get rid of what does not need to be here. In time we can create again but need to learn patience. Find other ways for the Creator to use their ability. Yet, it won't be known till later.

Now whoever commented about Error possibly being alive? Not sure. But then it became a mission to see if they could pull them back. After that I was not sure but all this started to happen after he jumped. They'll figure out something along with a house arrest. To keep a close eye on the destroyer. After long, long hours of engineering and research a machine was built and ready to lock on Error magic. Then they can transport them to wherever Error could be at that moment. But there was a time limit.

Go in. Grab Error. Leave.

Easy and simple right?

WRONG!

The moment they were teleported. It looked like they were outside some forest. Notice a few homes not too far away covered in trees. It looks like nighttime began to approach. Then it was a small figure that was the first sign of life. A bit confused as it wasn't Error.

It caught them off guard as they didn't recognize this type of monster. Small looking. Skin a red tone with a hint of gray. A tail. Strip horns. White hair with a side ponytail. White freckles. A pair of eyes behind these wide glasses that look crack. Then he was giving them this looks.

"Um hello! Don't he frighten were not here to scare you." Dream explains quickly but wince. The emotions coming off them. Couldn't feel anything at all. Like it was on pause.

"Hey have you seen a skeleton that glitching a lot? Black bones. Blue tear marks. Ugly?"

"Fell!"

"What?!"

"Listen I bet you have lots of questions. But we really need to look for this monster." Ink pulls out a painting of Error. Science said Error will be at the spot but could have moved fast. So, this monster must have seen them. "His name Error. He is dangerous. He could destroy your world in a snap. We need to know where he is and bring him back. If he threatens you to not give himself away. You don't need to be scared. Were the good guys you see and- "

"Get, out."

That was not what they were expecting at all.

"Um pardon?" Ink blink.

"Hey, hey," Dream hands up and smile. Even if the tone of their voice was very quiet it wasn't right. Unsettling to the positive's guardian. "Look if we caught you at a bad time- "

"Where you get that scarf?" Reaper asked.

All of them were suddenly silent as they noticed the scarf. The scarf that looks like almost exactly like Errors.

"Get, out."

"Listen punk we're not leaving till we get answers!" Fell shouted back, as their eyes began to glow.

"Fell hold on were not here to fight."

"Well, looks like they are about to! They know something!"

"Look just tell us where Error is and- "

"I'm going to saying it one last time." The monster's head lifted up. Sees the white pupil. While their other pupil notices the blue ring glowing dark around the black pupil. The sclera glow yellow. Then in a flick pull out a gun that was giving off a glow in one hand. While another fingertip started to glow as thin threads began to slither out.

All five of them were stunned. Then Dream fell on their knees and began to hurl. The emotions that were leaking out of them. Like it was on purpose to make them tremble in fear. Reaper expression wide eye. Sans cursing a bit. Ink mismatch pupils look at those eyes.

Eyes similar just like another.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Life!"

The rage coming out of their eyes at them would have made many Wrathians proud. Along with run to not get in the way unless you want to be a fool to fight. To see those faces again. Never wanted to see any of them again. Yet, they had to get in the way. They had to find a way to jump in like they thought they were allowed in their lives. Then demand. Could have played it off and lied. Could have done anything. Hell, their reasons would have been valid but if talking to anyone else would have thought they were nutcases.

But no.

They want them gone. They them out of here. They don't want them near those that are theirs. They want them out of their life forever!

Moxxie for the first time in their life done something they hadn't done. Even as their time as Error, it was rare in battle.

The imp attacked first at the skeletons.

Science stared wide at the five as they came back. The machine burst and is no longer usable. It was one time chance on this mission.

No, Error.

But damn they look like they came out of a war zone. All of them were injured terribly. Body parts crack in places. Even bullet hole wounds that startled them.

Who did they fight? Was it Error?

"What happen?"

"Error." Dream whispered still stunned. "Error. I think it was Error?"

"You think it was Error?"

"We don't know." Sans grunted in pain as they clutched their side badly. "It could have been them but they were flesh."

"Flesh? What you mean?"

"They were a new monster! The little shit beat our asses." Fell spit out some blood.

"Along with made it very clear not coming back." Reaper muttered as they looked down on the ground. Stare at their hands.

"Not like it would be possible now!" Science points to the blown-up machine. "Are you sure it was Error?"

"Yes." Ink finally answered and fist clenched up. Badly hurst. Even when fighting back to try and capture them well. They just dodged or kept attacking even when they were just injured. Bleeding black like ink. Yet, that look is on their face. The way they fought even if it was new.

That was Error and they are never going to be able to bring them back.

Back elsewhere.

"Hey Moxxie! Found a hom- "

The book dropped as Moxxie hugged Blitz.

Blitz blink taken back as they stare down at Moxxie. What the hell? Was staying on the roof that bad? Okay threw them up there and their glasses broke. But they threw a brick. Hell, the next job was just delivering that dog. Should have been easy and simple.

Nope.

"Um Mox? You good little buddy? Is this a prank?"

Moxxie just hugged tighter and pressed their face tighter to their chest.

The imp boss's eyes widen feeling a familiar sensation on their jacket. Slowly, yet cautiously, wrap their arms around their little employee. Pull them close. "Hey. Hey I gotcha. Won't let you be alone on a roof or deliver animals you big baby."

Would have expected some kind of well Moxxie reaction. Instead, they just buried themselves deeper into their chest. Not wanting their face to be shown.

"Hey." Blitz let go of the hug to grab their face to make them look at them. Wanting to figure out what is going on. "What going on with you?"

Moxxie expression look like they were ready to crack or break down in any second. The eyes just teary looking. Weak. This is probably the first time the taller imp ever saw their weapon expert look fragile. So, damn tired that shouldn't be too familiar to Blitz. The worst part was how it looked like they were holding it back. That deadpanned look is still staying in place but not right.

What the fuck happen?

A few hours later.

Striker storms up the stairs to the second apartment. After a hectic text from Blitz how Moxxie wasn't acting right. Already was on their way back from Moxxie texting them about the book situation. He hissed as his tail rattled uncontrollably.

The door opens at the sight.

Well, for one who knew the couch was a pull out.

Millie, Loona and Blitz all passed out. Blitz and Loona on one side. The hellhound girl looked like she was trying her best to not be hugged int their sleep but failing. Blitz asleep as they kept their arm around Moxxie. Millie on the other side of Moxxie but some point must have rolled over closer to the arm rest. Yet her tail stayed wrapped in its own. TV, they heard on low and barely paying attention to what it was. But sees the Moxxie still awake and look at them.

Shit.

Even that look. Then the expression on their faces caught them off guard. To see their scarf even lowered down barely trying to fix it up to hide their face. Can't even say for sure if they ever dealt with Moxxie like this in this way.

But wouldn't let that stop him.

Walk over quietly after removing their coat and hat. Gets in the spot between Moxxie, and Millie. Wrap an arm around Moxxie and kept their buddy close. Reach out to wipe their wet cheeks. Must have used the stronger stuff to not let the make run down. It was still a sight Striker didn't like. Made them angry. He wanted to know what happened and go get rid of the trouble.

"Rattles."

"I gotcha Critter." Pulls them close. A little annoying, the others, besides Loona, have something physical about them. But if Moxxie wasn't pulling away from it won't fix that. "Want to talk about it?"

Shook their head no. Turn their body to stay close to their chest.

Damn must have really got them to all this closeness of physical contact. Doesn't mind, along with lately was going to start taking the next steps, but not for this situation. Not the time and place. "All right. We are going to call your Madre in the morning okay."

"It is morning."

"Smartass brat."

"Whinner."

Striker hissed but his eyes were another story. He is a bit pleased to see them relax. A little smile trying to not slip.

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Done!

If it didn't click. Ink and the group found Moxxie when they delivered the pug to the cannibal family. Only was walking the forest-like area to be a bit away before summoning the book.

I hope you enjoyed this version on how it turns out. There were many ways and it went this route.

Go check out the Special Time post if you missed it.

Any questions?

Until next time.

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