First of all, I want to establish something, I remember reading a comic where Error was using Blue to fight Stretch and I feel like that's a good history…so I wanted to add it in even if it's probably not something you've read. I don't know, it's just something I've thought about. Also, considering I've seen a few fics where Error and Blue are like friends…I thought why not add onto that or whatever.
Strings That Hold Me Together
Chapter 8
Moments later the dust finally cleared and the monster was still, though it didn't look like it would be moving soon. "Do we know if it's dead?" Stretch asked, watching it just in case it did try to move at all; he had to make sure of course. Ink was about to respond when Error placed strings around the monster's neck and squeezed till a disgusting sound came. Its head popped off and suddenly a pool of strange liquid surrounded them and a very bad stench followed. "Ugh…what the fuck…" Stretch grumbled as he covered his nose hole, the smell was god awful and it made Ink want to throw up. "This is disgusting…" Ink whined as he covered his own nose hole so as not to take the rest of the smell in.
"At least it's dead." Error said, voice obviously trying to hide the disgust and want to throw up; his eyes landed on Ink who suddenly went unconscious. He cursed and went over before he could hit the ground, taking him in his arms. "Glitch, we need your home to rest." He said, looking at Stretch who rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, sure." Stretch replied and led Error to the house, though Blue had decided to be friends with Error he couldn't say he felt the same. The guy had tried to mess with his brother a few times, and he was nowhere near interested in trusting him right now. He glanced back to see Error holding the unconscious Ink in his arms so very carefully, it was strange to see if he was being honest.
Once Stretch lead them into the house, Error carefully set the unconscious skeleton onto the couch and looked around, staying close.
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Stretch watched as Error put Ink down on the couch with what seemed to be care, which was weird if you knew how Error was of course. He didn't know what to think of the other's actions, first catching Ink before he fell into the gunk and then setting him carrying him and what he just now did. "Okay, explain what the hell that was." Stretch said as he sat on the floor, watching Error carefully to make sure he didn't try anything with his strings. There was no way in hell he was going to deal with those damn strings once again while another impending crisis was going on.
The black skeleton ignored him as he looked around the house, staying in one little spot and not moving; he just stood there and did nothing else. It was safe to say there were a few times that Error and his brother hung about, it was annoying because his brother just saw good in Error for some odd reason. He couldn't see it, there was just no way Error was good after all the shit he had pulled over the past few years; though it was pointless to tell Blue that. "Where is Blue?" Error asked after a moment, pulling Stretch out of his thoughts; he shook his head and sighed. "Why the hell should you even care? You think he's annoying, and there's no way in hell I'm going to let you near him again." He said, watching the other's expression, which turned to annoyance.
Error refused to answer that, why was it that Stretch had to be so annoying? He was the most annoying Papyrus in the whole multiverse for crying out loud. Really, he should have just done away with him when he had the chance once before but then he would have to deal with an angry Blue. He shook his head and sighed as he looked at the unconscious skeleton before him, god he hoped that Ink would be alright; he really should have been watching HP right now. After a moment, he summoned Ink's soul and looked at it, the strings still wrapped tightly around it; cracks still obviously present.
"What's going on Error, why the hell are your strings around Ink's soul and why is it cracked?" Stretch asked.
Once again, his words were ignored as Error just stared at the soul; it appeared a couple cracks had healed from what he had noticed so far. The black skeleton debated on removing the couple of strings but then decided to leave them as he just continued to stare at the damaged soul. "He was close to dusting when I came." He answered after a moment, looking toward Stretch who had asked him the question earlier; he had to give him an answer after all. "He was fighting that monster we were fighting a few days ago, on the verge of losing and turning to dust had I not arrived." He said and looked at him. "My strings are holding his soul…his very being together. I am preventing him from dusting." Error stated as he let the soul go back to its owner. The idiot should at least be grateful he even let the creator of all the blasted universes live, the bane of his very existence…
"So…let me get this straight, you saved a guy you hate…and then you're keeping him alive…why?" Stretch asked, truly curious as to what was going on in Error's mind.
"Why must there be a reason?" Error asked, glaring at him; he didn't need to explain himself to this numbskull of all people; he did what he wanted.
"Do I have to point out the countless amount of times you've tried getting rid of Ink or are we just going to gloss over that little fact, not to mention trying to get rid of countless universes including this one and Fell." Stretch replied as he watched Error, this was so weird to see.
Error gave an annoyed groan and glared at him, getting so very annoyed about Stretch picking at his behavior like it was something to be studied. If he wanted to be studied he would head over to Sciencetale and ask to be studied, but did he ask for that? No; he did not and he didn't feel like dealing with this. "Mind your own business, this is between me and Ink and no one else…so thank you for my concern."
"Wow, Error said thanks." Stretch said.
"Will you shut your mouth already!" Error growled, words distorted as he got more annoyed, couldn't this Papyrus give him any respect? He was getting very annoyed and when he got very annoyed it was very hard to keep his strings from strangling certain people, which he refused to lose his temper. Couldn't this idiot understand that he was doing what he needed to do, well…technically he didn't need to do this; he supposed he could just leave it.
Ugh…stupid Papyrus copy, always being annoying.
"Okay, geezers bud, don't be such a sour puss." Stretch said and then stayed silent for…Error wanted to count the minutes but what was the point in doing so? Especially when…
"So, about that monster from earlier." Stretch said after a moment earning an annoyed sigh from Error, see? No point, no fucking point! "It's attacking universes, it killed one of the less important ones and Ink freaked out." Error stated.
He could practically see the wheels turning in Stretch's little skull as he fiddled with an unlit cigarette, obviously going to ask him something else soon. "And…are we sure it's dead? I hate to break it to ya Error, but that thing didn't dust and there was no sign of how much HP it had." Stretch pointed out. That was true, what was to say that the monster was actually dead, yes…there was no sign of how much HP was there…
"You…have a point." Error said, ugh that left a disgusting taste in his mouth that he very much wished to get rid of, agreeing with a glitch of all things.
After a moment, Error headed toward the door and Stretch got up, stopping him. "Where you going?" He asked, earning a sigh from the other. "I need to look around, try to find the bastard and get rid of it for good…keep an eye on Ink and make sure he doesn't try to come looking for me."
No; he certainly couldn't have Ink following after him right now, the other was in too much bad a state to even think of fighting right now. If Ink got hurt yet again, then there wouldn't be a point in having tried saving him from dying in the first place and that thought annoyed him greatly. No, Ink just acted ungrateful for what he had done for him and the very idea of Ink fucking everything up just to find him really just pissed him off to no end. He opened the door and was suddenly stopped by Ink's voice, god couldn't that damn skeleton just heal up and leave him to his devices for once?
"You aren't going anywhere without me Error…" Ink said weakly as he sat up.
Error turned roughly toward him and glared as he headed over. "You are in no condition you idiot!" He grumped. "You are in pain, you are not healed! Your soul could dust at any moment and you choose not to care!" Couldn't this dumbass even understand anything?
Couldn't he just stop being dumb and not get into any trouble?
For once he just need to burn something that would stick into that little head of Ink's…then again, who's to say it would even stick good enough. Why the hell did he even save this ungrateful bastard if all he was going to do was run into more trouble than he could dish out himself in one go. He was safe, he was in an au that didn't cause him any harm like all the damn Fell and horror universes surely would if they had ended up in any of them, which was a godsend. Hell, if they had ended up in Assylumtale he could have at least put ink in one of the cell's and then take the brush. Though, the thought of having to deal with those glitches made him shiver in pure unadulterated disgust at the very thought of having to deal with any of those idiots. "I did not go through the trouble of saving you and patching you up for you to just die like the pathetic glitch you are, so do me a favor and stay where the hell you are." He said.
He was about to exit again till Ink pushed himself up and stood, using his brush as a crutch. "Like I'm going to leave you to deal with this alone, that thing is messing with the universes and I need to fix what's been messed up…so for once will you just shut up about all that stuff?" He said, glaring at Error. "Besides…what if this thing messes with the original universe huh? If it messes with Classic Undertale then we're all dead, even you!"
Ink just couldn't understand why Error was being so bull headed, sure he was injured and a bit weak but the other needed his help right now. Hell, he was right about if this monster got it's hooks on the original universe, every other universe created had been built off of it, the original was very important. Classic dies then everyone died and then there would be nothing…just a hole, nothing would survive and that in itself was a very bad nightmare. "So, get your head out of your ass and let me go with you, because I sure as hell will not let you deal with this on your own." He said, annoyed.
"Your code is already unstable Error, you could easily die more than anyone of us…so my number one priority is keeping you safe." Ink continued.
Stretch rolled his eyes as he listened to the arguing and sighed; he had to admit that Ink was really being stubborn about the whole thing. Then again Error was being just as stubborn and it looked like one of them was going to have to give up and he knew it was just going to keep going till then. "Alright, look…as much as I don't approve…Error; he's right…though, I think you should get some more help." He said, crossing his arms as he looked at them.
Error and Ink looked over at him, reactions varied as Ink looked pleased with the idea and Error looked ready to explode with an annoyed scream. Yeah, he was aware Error didn't work well with others, but at least then things would be alright and he would have backup while Ink recovered as best he could. "I like that idea, Error we should find someone else to help you…maybe Gaster! Sans…" He said thoughtfully. "He's smart after all, and we need smart."
"The thought upsets me greatly." Error deadpanned, god why did he have to be in this situation? He did not want anything to do with any other Sans. God, why did they have to force him into finding another Glitch, who to be honest was very annoying, a mix between a Gaster and a Sans…he hated this. Hated everything about this whole damn situation he was currently in, it upset him that he had no power to over throw this whole damn idea of theirs.
"Oh, don't be so upset, you'll be alright!" Ink said, smiling.
"Oh shut up…" Error seethed and crossed his arms. "Fine, let's go, don't blame me if you suddenly keel over from exhaustion and pain. Just know I warned you not to over exert yourself when the time comes, you really need to learn to fucking listen!" he said as Ink created a portal for them to go in."
If it were possible, Error was sure that he would definitely be dealing with a heart attack…did skeletons even get heart attacks? Who knew…he just knew he would definitely have one by the end of this.
Once again…when I have ideas, I write fast! That's rare for me…
