Ink is sick, and error has to take care of him

Its slightly different, but same banana

Inspired by a prompt by Stargazer_Aldroth, Stargazer_Nebula on ao3

Link to prompts: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31988677

I kinda changed it so instead of the main focus being the parasite, its helping ink recover

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Ink was free. He was finally, finally free!

Free from what, you say? A parasite.

Let's do a quick recap.

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"Come on, get a bit closer!"

"Why don't you do it?!"

They were inching towards Ink, who was currently off his guard. After a quick test, they quickly found out that Ink wasn't the one behind everything. It was some sort of unnamed parasite that lived off the suffering of others. 

Ink had been creating nonstop. Dozens of AU's had been appearing everyday, and they could barely catch up. It had been going for a good year, and they were finally going to stop him.

After a lot of trial and error, Sci was able to finally make a chemical that would force a parasite to leave its host. At least, it made Fresh leave his host. All the had to do was restrain Ink, put it up to his face, then in a few seconds, it would all be over. "3...2...1...GO!" Nigtmare and Dream (who had two tentacles brought out) restrained Ink while the Murder Time Trio stood around him to ensure that if he escaped, they would be able to catch him. Errors shoved a beaker full of the strange chemical to Ink's face. Ink quickly stopped struggled and went comepletely limp. His mouth opened slightly and a greyish, dark smoke trailed out. Sci caught it with a container laced with magic, and shut it for analysis later. Ink was now unconscious. "Okay, that worked better than I thought it would. Horror, Blue, carry him." Blue held Ink at his shoulders and Horror at his legs. Horror held him a bit too tight, and heard a sickening snap. "What the-" Ink's shin was fractured. "I didn't even hold him that tight..." Sci thought for a moment before it clicked. "Ink's probably so fragile because of the parasite taking a toll on his body. I'll examine him once we return." And so he did. 

He came out of the room an hour later. "Alright, so I was able to wake him up, check on him. So far, he remembers everything the parasite did and simple stuff like his name, counting, etc. His physical health is super damaged though, thanks to the parasite. Apparently, the parasite is numb to pain and the need to rest, so it didn't feed or sleep the entire time. It didn't hurt the parasite, but it definitely hurt Ink. He's hooked up to several machines to help get his minerals and stuff back, as well as monitor him in case something goes wrong."

Ink slept for days. He'd wake up for a few minutes, eat a snack, then go back to sleep. In about two weeks though, he was cleared, but to be put on strict bedrest. Let's see how that goes...

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     Nightmare and his gang as well as the fallen stars (Dream and Blue allowed their counterparts to take over for the meantime) were on a murder spree. They were given a specific amount of AU's to wipe out so that Error could delete them easier later. 

     Where's Error? Well, he's carrying Ink right now, bridal style. Ink weakly protested at first at the idea of being carried, but gave in after a minute. Besides, since he wasn't used to being in control of his own body, he had a hard time walking on his own. Ink purred as he snuggled into the soft fabric of Error's coat, to which Error only smiled at. He opened the door with his magic before shutting it, setting Ink down on the bed. Ink groaned. "I feel like actual shit. What have I done to deserve this?" Error flopped down beside him. He propped Ink up on the bed with pillows. "Nothing, I don't think. Some people just had it out for you, I guess." He quickly opened a one way portal and stole a tub of strawberry and chocolate ice cream. He grabbed two spoons as well, and handed one to Ink. Ink took very small bites of the ice cream, but quickly realized how hungry he was. In response, Error stole some take out from a Burger King and handed it to Ink, taking a bite of his own food. They turned on a stand-up comedy show, and began the Netflix binge.

     Perhaps an hour in, Error felt a weight on his shoulder. Ink was leaning on him, absentmindedly spooning ice cream into his mouth. Error decided to just let him. He deserved it after all that. A half hour later, Error heard soft snoring, and noticed Ink was asleep. Error checked the time. It was 9:46 pm. They would be back in a bit. Error could use a small nap before then...

     He woke up 10 hours later. Shi-

     Oh well. Ink was still asleep, but he wanted to be there when he woke up, so he deleted the worlds while staying with Ink. After an hour of destroying, he felt Ink shift beside him. "Glitchy?" Error pet him on the head. "Yeah, I'm here. I decided to destroy from here today, you being sick and all." Ink tiredly sat up. "Oh ok..." Ink tried to stand up so he could make some coffee, but the moment he shifted his weight to his legs, he fell back down on the bed. Error couldn't help but snicker. "Error this isn't funny!" Error apologized and stood up, helping Ink walk. 

     Ink wasn't used to being in control of his own body, so he had basically forgotten how to walk, along with many other things. His legs felt tingly and shaky and weak, and he leaned on Error like he was life support...which he probably was. Error laid him down on the couch, quickly made a bit of coffee, and joined Ink. "Thanks Error...Living with that stupid parasite in control was hell..." Error pet Ink's head. "No problem."