Vantablack stared at the strange white mask. It had red tear streaks on it like Error's. 

Who on earth?

"M-Marey...?" he heard a voice. The wearer of the mask was speaking.

"Um, yeah?" he asked. This seemed like a good way to go. 

"I-it's me!" the mask-bearer said. They took it off to reveal a girl.

Vantablack has never seen her before ever. 

"It's me, Lynx?" she asked. Vantablack thought of the next line for this. 

"Wait... Lynx? It's really you?" he asked, the fakeness not obvious.

"Y-yeah! It's been 18 years Marey!" the girl, named Lynx, exclaimed. 

Vantablack pretended to blush and look down. "Sorry kiddo." 

He felt a warmth engulf him.

"It's OK Marey. I'm just glad to have found you again."

"Hey, uh Lynx?" he asked.

"Yeah?" came the reply.

"Could you do a favor for me?"