Ink was walking the halls of the institution with a sad smile, it was always hard to see them this way. It made him angry that there greatest traits were kicked up to the point of needing a place like this. It mad him sad that some may never leave or find a relatively normal life outside.
Doggowas in here for self petting, that alone would be fine, but he would pet himself bald and attempt to bite anyone else that tried to get near. Nice girl Bun-bun was sent in here for putting everything on a leash. When she put her baby brother on a child leash, people founded weird but it was fine. it's when she tried to put her friends, parents, and boyfriend on a leash claiming that if she didn't he would leave her things got bit messed up From there. Ink felt bad that some of the people in here most of the people he never paid anymind to. They weren't apart of frisk's or the main character's story, so he didn't really pay them anymind or even care.
Ink sighed as he walked passed a temmies room. they use to have their own little secluded room were they licked ink for a buzz and ate construction paper, but now they were monitored and watched constantly to make sure they weren't. One of them was so out of it they watched over a hard boiled egg, waiting for it to hatch as a way to cope with their recent miscarriage.
Ink hurried on past trying not to think too much about it.
The 1st time he had showed up in his world he had met Asy, it was so shocking to see a sans in a metal hospital but a little bit of color goes a long way. When he had tried to come back he got caught and had to save himself from be submitted. Now he's a frequent visitor but he mostly comes by to visit Asgore and Asy. Ink was on his way to Asgore now.
Ink felt he had a bit of an understanding of were Asgore was coming from but not really. Sitting alone with your thoughts and allowing them to fester and eat it you, the feeling that you have and are nothing was something he knew A little too well. Ink would stop by every now and then to talk with Asgore or open a portal to have Asgore talk to well himself. This seemed to be helping him Abit so the nurses encourage his vists hoping that he will eventually come back to himself, and become someone akin to his old cheerful self. Ink knows that the praise the only one that can help you is yourself was not ment in this way but if it works it why not take full advantage of it.
Ink slowed down he had made it to Asgore's hallway. Pausing just a few steps away from the door, ink pulled a yellow vile out of this sash and took a deep gulp he would need it so he himself did fade into a depressive state. Toriel said but he was slipping back lately and she was afraid to lose him to his own thoughts, after he was making such great progress. Taking a deep breath Ink walked in.
"Hey Asgore."