Idk what the fuck this is

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They were fighting Bill. They were going all out, as Bill was so powerful. And it was working! He slowly started to see himself tiring and getting overpowered, and as a last ditch attempt, channeled his magic and shot it all directly to Ink in hopes of killing him. Bill teleported away immediately, not bothering to stick around.

Error didn't know what was happening. In one moment, he was fighting Bill with the others. In the next, Ink was groaning and clutching his chest as Bill teleported away. Everyone ran over to Ink as he started to shake and tremble. "Ink, are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, just-AGH!" Ink arched his back rather painfully. All of a sudden, two boney, wing like structures emerged from Ink's back. He started to grow brightly, stopping them from seeing what was happening, and could only watch in horror as their friend grew in size. Through the blinding light, they could see a tail like appendage grow, the wings expand, and the skull lengthen in shape. They covered their eyes and teleported back. When they uncovered their eyes, they were shocked at what they saw.

Ink no longer even looked like Ink. He had transformed into some sort of dragon. Thinly webbed wings flared, and a long tail lashed around. The only thin that told them it was Ink were the eyelights and the paint splatter. The head was black, similar to Ink's gaster blasters and resembled a skull, unlike the rest of his body. The rest of him was white with black tattoos, and the end of the tail as well as the webbing in between his wings were black. The only thing that looked remotely skeletal was the head, the tail, and the feet. What had Bill done to him?

Surprisingly, Error was the first one to approach. "I-Ink?" He slowly walked towards him. The dragon like creature was about twenty feet tall, and the slits of its eyes changed colors. It lowered it's head, which was twice as tall as Error alone. "It's me, Error. Are you still in there?" He managed to say it without stuttering. Ink huffed, a black smoke appearing from his nostrils. Error took a step back, and closed his eyes. He was a little confused when he felt like he was being pushed.

Ink was pushing his head against Error, gently nudging him. Error slowly raised his hand and pet Ink. Ink made a strange noise, something that sounded like an in between of a whine and a chirp, making for a playful, yet interesting sound. Error continued to pet him, and Ink kept pushing until Error fell down.

"What the fuck?"

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Back at the base, Sci examined some of Ink's code to see what had happened. "When Bill channeled his energy into Ink, it didn't quite work the way he thought it would. It was probably meant to kill him, but because of Ink's strange determination and soulless state, he absorbed it instead. His body wasn't built for it, so he transformed into this. He'll turn back in like a few weeks, once the magic fades."

As of right now Ink was happily accepting pets from Dream and Error. Error because Ink refused to let him leave, and Dream because he was interested in him. The others were poking around Ink's tail and wings, Ink twitching in response. His wings and stomach were leathery, but his head, feet, and tail still felt like bone. They heard a portal open behind them, and saw...BILL! His smirk dropped as soon as he saw Ink. Ink stood up, knocking Dream over accidentally, and approached Bill. He opened his jaws, and a bright, white fire shot towards Bill. He dodged before going back in his portal, muttering a string of curses. "Huh...I guess Ink is as powerful as Bill seeing as he absorbed his magic," Cross concluded. Ink sat down again and allowed them to touch him again. Ink nodded his head. "Wait, can you understand us?" Ink nodded again. He just couldn't talk, which made sense.

Next problem: food. They would need a lot of it.

Ink refused to eat the food that was cooked. Not only was it too little, it wasn't what he wanted. Horror suggested that maybe now that Ink was more animal than monster, he might enjoy feeding on something like livestock instead. Three sheep and a lot of blood later, his theory was proven correct. 

At sleep, someone had to watch him. Ink understood their conversation and decided to promptly pick Error up by the jacket with his teeth and place him on his back. He curled up and fell asleep, a very surprised Error on his back.

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Idk what this is

I kinda just htought of it, but i cant figure out how to properly write it

So here, i guess this is a shitpost? Idk