Request: Hello! You're doing requests too! XD Yay! If I'm not too late, I hope it's alright if I make a request. Hope I'm not taking liberties with the below. But... I'm not overly sure what to chose, so I'll give you a couple of choices and let you have the final word. If you have read my 'Beloved Flowers' story, perhaps a little one-shot of after the events, a happy ending with Error, Ink and their last offspring, Inking Mistake. Or a joke with the Rainbow Inks and all their... many offspring... you might want a refresher of what I mean with the chapter, 'Extra And another thing you could do is, my 'tales of the unexpected' (perhaps the one on ao3), use random number gen and whatever story it lands on, write something on that. Whether it be a rewrite, continue or sequel to whatever it lands on (might want to even narrow it down further by first doing a random '100'. so '1-99' '100-199' '200-299' with them marked as '1', '2' and '3' etc...). Whichever you choose I hope you have fun with. And even if you do not choose you to do mine, thank you for doing these!

So enjoy some time with Purple of the rainbow Inks

Purple Ink did not understand many things when he stepped out into the mass multiverse, Papa had protected his children very well.

He learned many had not taken his siblings and himself well, and he'd would have probably died to Inks enemies if Error had not taken them in.

A primal part of his mind still screamed, at his literal brush with death.

In more ways then one.

It was probably due to his more fragile bond to the others, that his steps to the big unknown were more hesitant.

He wanted to turn back, and stay with papa.

But that would disappoint his beloved papa.

And.. wow... he really had papa on the brain.

Must be an Ink thing.

He had to be brave, his papa was Brave and he looked a lot like papa.

Taking a deep breath he went forward.

OoOoO

It took twenty years for him to settle down, on a small AU out codes seemed to go to.

Purple opened a flower shop of all things.

The scent was calming, and reminded him of the flower moons.

Smiling he arranged the pale blue flowers to look nicer.

The bell above the door rang.

"Welcome to Rainbow Flowers, my name is Purple," he called to his customer, he looked up once he was satisfied with the arrangement.

The other was a Sans, a farmer sans of some type wearing a broad straw cat with little bees sewn into it.

"Ah... my name is Pollen, I own a honey farm outside town. I was wondering if you had certain flower seeds in stock," The Sans said, a yellow blush on his face.

Pollen and Bees, that was quiet cute.

He ignored the jokes sent from his siblings, mostly about Pollen Pollinating there flower soul.

They were perverts, all of them.

And now he was blushing stars darn it.

Jerks.

"Lets see what you need and what I have to stock," he replied with a grin.

"Do you like Hot Chocolate?" Pollen asked suddenly.

Purple looked up and grinned "My family is famous for our obsession."

OoOoO

In the end, they married.

It was a whirlwind romance, and he was very happy.

After all, all flowers needed there bees.