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Bad Day

Last time:

Suddenly, just a few steps away from him, a portal opened up and a dark figure fell through.

                                                                           ~~A little earlier that day~~

Error's day had started out just fine. He got to take some time of and just relax watching Undernovella and practicing his knitting (he had gotten better). 

The day however, just refused to go his way when it passed the 12 o'clock mark. He suddenly sensed how Ink, yet again, was on a creative streak. They had only grown in intensity the past few months. 

With a heavy sigh Error put away his knitting and opened a portal to a world that had recently been created by Ink.


(Time Ship)

Error just finished destroying the last of newly made AU's based on an already existing one, this time another copy of Underfell, he heard the telling sound of one of Inks portals opened.

"sO noW YoU dECidE To shOW uP. WhY dO YoU KEeP CreATEiNG MorE cOPIes?"

It was a honest question, Error did not see the point in creating copies and he was curious what Ink's reasons where.

Of course, that was not the only reason he asked that question. He hoped starting a conversation would keep Ink from starting a fight.

No such luck however.

"Stop hurting my children!!!" Ink screamed, his entire face colored an angry red.

Error cursed at Ink's overreaction, he really hated how his opposite was so emotional unstable right now. Especially when he couldn't fight back against Ink's attacks and his strings was not really that effective when it came to restraining someone without causing at least a little bit of harm. Asgore knew he would get hunted down by Dream if he gave Ink just the tiniest of scratches. Considering the circumstances, Dream would also probably tell his brother about it and Nightmare would give him the cold shoulder for Asgore knows how long. Better just to grit his teeth and endure Ink's newest rampage with the least amount of damage possible to his person. Error cursed this entire situation again.

Being distracted with cursing his current situation, Error did not notice a large wave of red paint coming at him from behind. 

He let out a surprised yell as the pain caused by the red paint burned through his jacket and started burning his bones. 

Before Error got the chance to react another attack hit him directly in his face, this time  it was blue paint. Error started coughing, it felt like he was drowning. 

Desperat, and starting to panic, Error waved his his hand to open a portal not caring where to as long as it was away from the angry God of Creation.

Error was just about to step through when he felt another attack hit him in the back, causing him to fall forward and through the portal, as the pain caused the edges of his vision to turn black.

'Pain. Must have been red paint again.'

As he hit the ground face first he could only curse Dream for getting Ink pregnant, he was the one who should be suffering from Ink's mood swing, not Error.

Error continued cursing Dream as the rest of his vision turned black.

*Bonus scene*

"Hey Dream, where did Ink run off to?" Classic asked lazily.

"Oh, he was struck by a creative streak again. He is busy creating new AUs." Dream answered, seemingly absorbed in the TV-show playing on screen, something about how Friendship is Magic.

"And your not worried he'll run into that Destroyer you told me about? If Ink started creating AUs again wont he try to destroy them?" Classic raised an eyebrow, interested in the answer as he knew about Ink's pregnancy.

Dream shrugged. "Error know better then to hurt him right now."

Classic studied Dream's relaxed posture before dismissing his concern regarding the Creator. Seeing as said Creator's husband did not worry for him, what reason had Classic to be?



AN: I should really be sleeping right now, but I got so much inspiration I just had to let it out before it disappears and leave me with writers block. (so many ideas)


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