Chapter 2: Error's Good Deed

INK'S *P.O.V*

I stared up at my ceiling as I tried to process what was going on. It had been nearly a week and every time Error came up to check on my I'd pretend to be asleep and he'd mutter something about me being an idiot by putting myself in such a situation. I just didn't understand. What did he want from me? He absolutely hated me.

Or does he?

I could feel my cheeks flush at the thought and I quickly shook it away. No, he definitely hates me. I know that for sure. Last time we had encountered each other he took out an entire timeline while forcing me to watch. I'm sure he'd kill me if he had the chance.

"So what made him save me?" I asked aloud.

"About time you woke up." A voice said. I yelped and buried my head into my pillow, trying to act like I was asleep but we both knew I was already up. I heard Error walk up to the side of my bed.

"Don't think I didn't know you were awake every time I came up here to check on you," He growled, "You're terrible at faking it! You kept fluttering your eyes open every ten seconds and then you'd squeeze them shut." He snorted and crossed his arms. My cheeks burned in embarrassment and I slowly turned to face him.

"O-Oh…" I smiled sheepishly and stared at him. He looked like he hadn't slept in days and he had a rough and roguish appearance that made him look intimidating. He looked a lot different from when we were fighting.

Handsome, even.

My cheeks burned at that thought and I quickly shoved it away. Error cocked a brow at me.

"So are you going to say anything or are you just going to stare at me like a freak?" He asked harshly. My blush immediately went away and I frowned at him, furrowing my brows in confusion.

What is with this guy?

What game is he playing at?

"Why….? Why did you save me?" I asked, choosing my words as carefully as I could while trying to sit up.

Jesus, since when did my back ache this much when I sat up?!

He saw me struggling and frowned deeper before helping me sit up.

"What else was I supposed to do? I can't destroy your filthy AU's if you can't create them." He hissed. I flinched at his words and looked down. So that's the reason why. Without my AU's, Error doesn't have an outlet for his unexplained rage.

"Oh…." I muttered under my breath. He snorted in acknowledgment, making me know he heard me. I thought some more and questions came flooding into my mind. I picked which ones were most important and slowly began trying to piece everything together.

" W-What happened to me?" I asked even softer than before, looking down at my scrapes and bruises. I saw him tense up slightly and I was immediately afraid of his answer.

"Well, I saw you in Underswap," He said slowly, obviously trying to be very careful about what he was going to say, "I had this weird feeling as I was hopping through timelines lately and when I saw you wipe away that black tar like substance I thought I wouldn't have to worry about it…. But then I saw you get sucked into that portal and I followed you. I saw that awful and broken timeline… You tried to fix it but you obviously couldn't, Ink!" He spat suddenly, "Sometimes you go in too far over your head! You should know your limits!" He snorted, looking down at me with a stern expression. I could only stare at him wide eyed in shock.

It almost sound like he cared about me.

"So, when you were being constricted by that monster I knew I couldn't just sit there so I attacked it and took you away from that dreaded place. You've been out for 3 weeks now… And pretending to be asleep for one of them," He smirked, "I'm still shocked you made it in the condition you were in." He smiled in a somewhat proud fashion before returning to his usual bored expression. It took a moment before I could completely process this information.

So that monster nearly crushed me and it was the source of all the poison infecting the timelines?

Oh that's just wonderful.

When I understood what had happened, I looked up at him again.

"What is that place?" I asked. He sighed and grim expression took over his features.

"That was a place of creation gone bad. The entire world was corrupted and covered with that black tar stuff." He snorted, scrunching up his nose at the memory. I furrowed my brows.

"So that's where all the corruption is coming from?" I asked, trying to get up. He shoved me down gently and gave me a stern look.

"Ink, you're not going out there. I knew you were stupid but I didn't think you were THIS stupid!" He hissed. I looked up at him and frowned.

Since when has he cared about my health? There was a suffering timeline out there and I needed to help it!

"That timeline is suffering! I have to save it!" I growled. He merely scoffed.

"Oh please, there was no way you could've saved it. That place drained you of your energy." He said in a smart-ass tone.

Oh boy he was really starting to get on my nerves now.

"Oh yeah?! What makes you think I couldn't save that timeline?! I've done it thousands of times before! No thanks to YOU!" I snapped, baring my teeth at him. He looked at me, totally unfazed.

"Ink, that timeline would've been corrupted twice as fast as you could repair it. I wouldn't worry about that dumb timeline, I took care of it." He spat in a slightly softer tone. My eyes widened and looked up at him in realization.

"Error…." I said in awe. He shuddered and looked away when I said his name. I scooted closer to him, ignoring the searing pain in my back and set my hand on his shoulder.

"What did you do…?" I asked softly, looking up at him with fear and uncertainty written all over me. He sighed before chuckling weakly and looking back up at me with a hollowed, emotionless expression.

"I did what I do best. I destroyed the timeline."

Alright, I just finished revising this chapter so I figured I'd give all you readers a treat! Leave a suggestion of what should happen next or just a comment on how you think this story is going so far! Thanks for reading!

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