I like how y'all assume Inks the bad guy in this particular story~.

There's a reason Ink knew better than to heal Error.

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Day 2
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Ink could tell a it was night due to it being pitch black at the moment.

The only source of light was the soft glow of his soul through the thin fabric of his shirt.

It was freezing at the moment. So cold he actually untied his jacket from his hip and tugged it on.

Being trapped in a naturally cold Au was way different then being trapped under an iceburg in the middle of the night when the temperature drops down ten times what it was before.

He was curled up, trying hard to fall asleep. But the soft rattling of his own bones and the numbing cold burn was kept him up.

Not only that but the sudden and soft noises from the destroyer kept the creator from pulling his eyes away from were he was lain.

It might of been at the greatest an hour or so before dawn when sleep finally dragged him under.

He awoke to the sounds of gasps and growls.

He scrambled up, head hitting the ice. He groaned, rubbing his skull before looking over to the destroyer.

Error was up. Body hunch over. Claws digging at the ice trapping his mangled leg. A few times his claws would slip and slash his exposed thing but he didn't seem to mind. The ice must've numbed the area enough for him not to feel.

Or the area was dead...

Ink sat up, looking at the destroyer wearily. Softly, hesitantly speaking.

His voice ragged and hoarse. "Error. That's not going to work."

Error paused for a second, narrowed pupil flashing to him before going back to desperately clawing at the ice.

Ink scooted towards him. "Error. Your leg isn't going to get out of that. Not in one piece."

Error snarled and continue to stubbornly claw.

Ink scooted a bit closer. "Error-" In a flash the ducked away from razor sharp claws slashing at him.

"The moment I get out of this I'm going to fucking rip you apart. Just like last time." The glitch growled with a sadistic grin.

Ink began to shake violently at the threat, scooting away in fear. Memories of that day he had suppressed flooding back.

The glitch straddling his chest, red bone raised as wild laughter fills the air.

Then.

The bone came down.

Over.

And over.

And over.

And over.

He pressed his back into the ice, knees quickly coming to his chest.

Errors grin widened at the response before he went back to work.

Hours rolled by painfully slow.

Ink had decided to try and nap to catch up with some of the lost sleep since it was day and a bit less cold.

It of course didn't work.

When he looked over to the destroyer he was shocked to see his claws warn down. Blood was smeared around the ice. And while there was progress made it wasn't nearly enough to free the destroyers leg.

Error seemed to have that exact realization as he snarled in fury. Claw slashing at the ice above him in a fit of anger before he collapsed onto his back with a huff.

Ink sat up, leaning against the frozen wall. Eyes glued on the destroyer. Even with his over whelming fear he still felt sorry for him.

He was like a fox in a bear trap. Frantically chewing at the metal for freedom.... until that fox gets desperate enough to simply naw off it's own leg.

After a while the destroyer sat up again. He examined his situation before glancing at Ink.

"Don't give me that look Rainbow bitch. Don't pity me. I don't need it! You should pity yourself for what's going to happen when I get my leg free!"

Ink looked away, shivering and hoping Dream was working on a way to free him.

"Aww~ are you cold? Comere. Let me warm you up~." The destroyer chuckled darkly.

Ink sucked in a breath before pushing himself into the wall. As if to hide.

The destroyer then laughed in glee. "You know what, stain? That's not a bad idea! You'll just respawn after I kill ya. So why not have a bit of fun beforehand~?"

Inks pupils flickered out as he sunk into himself.

Hoping that Dream would hurry his ass up.