Twenty-Sixth: FGOD Error. Ink, in a desperate attempt to CHECK Error's soul, bashes and smashes Error's ribcage to pieces, and upon checking the soul, instantly and fully regrets it. Bonus points if Error dies.

The day was warm, despite the fact that all the people in the AU were incapable of feeling or caring about heat. The sun hung high and bright in the sky, as if a thumbtack kept it pinned. The main person involved in the current argument is an artist in trade and looks.

He has a giant paintbrush that rests in a loop in his belt thing, and a giant scarf that fades from brown around his neck down to tan at the ends. He has a telltale ink splotch on his cheeks, and artist gloves. He continues this by wearing a shirt of brown and white and a pair of pants that has teal suspenders by the looks of it. He also wears socks without shoes.

The second skeleton involved in the argument goes by the affectionate name of Blue.

(The middle one)

He wears a cerulean dark blue pair of boots, a pair of dark blue trousers, a soft gray battlebody with a white shirt underneath and a light blue/cyan scarf + cape.

These two have been going at each other for the last five minutes, the first skeleton, by the name of-

"INK! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! YOU'VE NEVER CHECK'D ERROR'S SOUL?!"

"Well, it never came up. We were too busy fighting and his soul never came close enough to me to CHECK..."

"YOU'RE SO STUPID!"

"Blue! I'm honestly shocked! It's not like it's a big deal! After all, I have a pretty good idea what's in it anyways."

"OH REALLY? FINE. SHARE WHAT YOU THINK ERROR'S CHECKBOX SAYS."

"Error!Sans The Destroyer, *Mindless Destroyer of AUs, *Hates Creation. Duh." Blue practically storms off, shouting-

"I WILL BE GOING OFF ON MY OWN! IT'S THE ONLY WAY I WON'T MURDER YOU ALL! DO NOT FOLLOW ME!"

And silence fills the warm and bright AU as Ink looks at the skeleton to his right, the rest of the meeting skeletons all relaxing and talking in pairs.

"Dream, what do you think of what Blue said?"

The skeleton mentioned by Ink is Dream of DreamTale. He wears an intricate looking outfit. A skintight, or in this case bonetight, black full body outfit, a pale yellow and teal vest like trenchcoat with a teal belt, black gloves with teal belts, yellow and teal boots (guess what the teal is), and the remnants of his old cap turned into a scarf like thing.

The mentioned skeleton blinks, finally focusing on Ink and the conversation that just transpired.

"Hm?"

"Were you not listening?"

"I was in thought."

"About?"

"It's nothing important. What happened between you and Blue?"

"Blue seems to think I don't know Error's CHECKbox information. Do you know your opposite's CHECKbox information?"

"Nightmare? Not really. I knew my brother's CHECKbox, but Nightmare's probably contains a different set of information." Ink taps his chin, frowning.

"Hmm..."

"Maybe, as a way to show Blue you're willing to humor him, find a way to CHECK Error?"

"How?"

"Maybe we overwhelm him with a lot of enemies he won't hurt-"

"-Originals of AUs-"

"-Then when he's in a vulnerable position, we CHECK him. Blue will be there too, so it will be a good show of faith for him." Ink nods, smiling.

"Yes! Thank you Dream! You know exactly what to say! And always have amazing ideas!" Dream nods, drifting back into his land of thoughts.

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Ink smiles as the AU is finished, the originals all hesitantly standing nearby, Blue and Dream right beside Ink.

"Error will definitely come. And when he does. We'll wear him down, get him vulnerable. And then we'll see." Who is right here. But Ink doesn't say that last bit, knowing better than to turn this show of faith into a contest.

The object of this plan opens a portal, stepping in barely before pausing, not fully in the AU yet.

"Hm..." Error hums softly in thought, perfectly still. Then something seems to push Error through the portal and it snaps shut as he lands with both feet in the AU. Error sighs, looking down before raising his hands in surrender.

"Ki11 m3 n0w. I kn0w th4t'5 wh4t thi5 i5 4b0ut." (Kill me now. I know that's what this is about.) Ink frowns.

"I just want to CHECK you but I get the feeling you won't just let us do that." Error has stiffened at the mentioning of CHECK.

"Y0u...h4h4h4h4h4...0h Inky. D0 y0u r3411y think I'd 3v3r wi11ing1y 5h0w my 50U1 t0 y0u? I d0n't c4r3 wh4t y0u 54y y0u w4nt t0 d0, I r3m3mb3r th4t 0n3 tim3." (You...hahahahaha...oh Inky. Do you really think I'd ever willingly show my SOUL to you? I don't care what you say you want to do, I remember that one time.) Ink winces, Blue and Dream both gazing at Ink with suspicion and disbelief respectively.

"What one time, Ink?" Ink doesn't respond, stepping forward and pulling his brush out. Error begins to crouch down into an offensive position, reaching up to his tear marks. Ink reaches his arm out and drops his brush.

"Please Error. Please trust me."

"H3h. Y0u'r3 funny. If y0u think I'11 3v3r tru5t y0u...y0u'r3 m0r3 5tupid th4n I th0ught." (Heh. You're funny. If you think I'll ever trust you...you're more stupid than I thought.) Ink sighs, closing his eye sockets.

"I forgot how hard you are to talk to."

"W311 y0u 4150 f0rg0t h0w m4ny tim35 y0u p3r50n411y h4v3 tri3d t0 ki11 m3. I h4v3 n0 r3450n t0 b3 fri3nd1y 0r 345y t0 t41k t0." (Well you also forgot how many times you personally have tried to kill me. I have no reason to be friendly or easy to talk to.) Error blinks as Ink appears to his right, the two clashing. Error's strings have no effect on Ink, and Ink seems to be playing more passive, simply trying to grab Error's SOUL. Neither gains any ground and Ink finally growls.

"Sorry Blue, I'll heal him after I get his soul." Error freezes as Ink bodyslams Error to the ground, gravity magic glowing aorund his hand.

"Sorry to you as well, Error. But I must know." And with that, the barrage began.

Unfortunately, it took only two hits for the crack sounds to begin, a large snap echoing in the trap AU. Honey is holding Blue back, who has summoned his hammer, tears pricking in his sockets.

His shouts are inaudible to the black boned skeleton who is barely able to process anything with the overwhelming pain, and the white boned skeleton who is focused on a singular goal. Once he is sure the ribcage no longer hides the soul, he slowly lifts Error's shirt up, gently grabbing the soul and pulling it into view. A glowing rainbow mess of a mangled and scarred soul greets Ink's gaze. The only reason the soul hasn't fallen apart is the red and blue strings wrapped around it, holding in together.

"Error..." Ink mutters, but does what he came to do.

*You CHECK'd Error

*Error

*HP 0.000000001/1000000000

*ATK 9999

*DEF 99

*Used to have an AU but is now an Out!Code

*Fate pulled him into the Anti-Void, destroyed his AU, and sought to break Error

*Fate forced Error's hand to balance Ink

*Forced God Of Destruction

*Do you feel your sins crawling yet?

Ink trembles, releasing the soul back to the badly damaged ribcage.

"Sci..." Ink mutters with no emotion.

Strange, my vials shouldn't have run out yet.

"Yea?"

"Can you...heal Error for me?"

"Y-yeah...I can try." Sci walks over, frowning.

"I'll need my lab, and a lot of healing help. Dream, Blue, Haven, and...some others." Sci looks at Blue, who has finally been freed, who nods in response.

"I'll get in contact with them." Blue vanishes, and then Sci teleports Dream, Error, and himself to his lab. Ink sits in the snow, but doesn't feel the cold seep into his bones.

I've been attacking an innocent person this whole time.

I've been purposefully targetting an innocent person...

Without even knowing his story.

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Blue looks at his two friends from the 'Bad' side and his two friends on the 'Good' side.

"Let's get Error back to working order. And then keep him here until he's fully healed." Sci, Cross, and Horror all nod, with Dream hesitantly looking over Error's ribcage.

"Mind filling me in as to why Cross and more specifically Horror are here while we heal him?"

Blue nods.

"Yeah, of course, but let's get started with reconnecting and rebuilding his bones, yea?" Everyone nods and with that, Sci begins to piece together the bones while the four healers simultaneously talk about the reason this is the way it is and trade who heals and who rests. One heals, and the other three make sure there is plenty of food and water. They trade shifts when they are tired, take a break, and then hop back in as needed.

This very efficient system still takes a while, and a certain goopy problem has become less of a problem, strangely enough.

"Do you think...Error will be okay?"

"I hope so, Kills. I hope so."

"Will Ink commence a truce?"

"Not until Error is back in commision and Dream is in agreement. I won't just have Ink make a private truce. It will be public, and all four of us will agree."

"How is Dream able to function? Don't you weaken him?"

"I have been feeling nothing but cold since the news was given. I haven't been spreading negativity and he hasn't been spreading positivity. So we're both weak, but balanced. My aura might as well be gone, as well as my control on your emotions. And he...he is lucky to be capable of healing still."

"Oh...I hope Error will be okay. I don't know what we'd do without him."

"Me too, Kills. Me too."

(1645 words.

I initially thought of it during super angst mode. But as we can see from my writing, I wasn't feeling the angst. Oh well. Hope you enjoyed.