An inconvenient love

by MNLMFangirl

Ink's plan to tell Error how he actually feels doesn't go how he had hoped that it would. Though as time goes by things seem to just get worse for him. Sometimes things don't always go as others may think that it will. As the time goes by nothing can take back what happened however as time goes by some things may end up changing to at least help with the pain. Rated M for safety.

5. Chapter 5

Chapter five:

Everyone is wearing black as they are at Inks funeral in a church Ink used to love the design of.

Inks dusty scarf is placed on a table like the humans do with the coffins of their passed loved ones.

Error Hovers by that scarf swearing it's now the closest he can be now to his best friend.

Blue is giving him some space for right now.

Error hangs his head as the tears stream down his face again. He never imagined he'd have to say goodbye to Ink... Especially not like this... He wants to throw his head back and scream in grief. He manages to hold back to not scare the others who have come to pay their respects. He wishes he could hug his friend and tell him that it's okay.

Blue approaches him just as the ceremony is going to start. He leads the other to a seat so they can listen to the kings and queens.

The kings and queens are the ones who usually speak at the deaths of monsters.

Since Ink was a friend to many worlds all of them showed to pay their respects.

Plus to perform this ceremony together.

"Ink was a great friend to all." Undertale Asgore is the first to begin taking a step forward. "Though we may not know why he decided to take his own life, he will not be forgotten. He did a lot of good while he was alive. He helped many alternate realities. May he be able to rest in peace." He backs off letting the other kings and queens have their own words in.

Blue holds onto Errors hand, as his mate stares at the picture of Ink set up on either side of the kings and queens.

After the kings and queens are done everyone is allowed to share their own words. Standing where the kings and queens were after the royalty sits down in their seats.

"Ink was a friend who looked out for everyone's happiness."

"Ink was the most creative skeleton I've ever met. I loved his artwork."

Error listens as they continue then it becomes his turn. He steps up and glances around seeing sympathetic looks directed at him. He feels like he really should share whatever words come to his mind. He should do it for Ink. He takes a breath before he begins. "I-I've known I-I-Ink for a very l-long time. We w-were very close f-f-friends. He accepted me e-even though we seemed t-to be on opposite s-sides. I never t-thought I'd lose h-h-him after s-so many years o-of friendship. He w-w-was so confident and a-artistic as a few of y-you have pointed o-out. When I f-first met him I n-n-never knew how big of an impact he'd have on my l-life. On any of our l-lives." He adds and glances down sadly. "He was s-s-strong while he w-was alive. He d-did his best for e-e-everyone. He will be missed d-deeply." He heads back to his seat letting the next monster step forward. He nuzzles Blue after getting back to his seat next to the other. He sat on the steps to the church entrance after the ceremony is over. He stares off into the distance knowing the others are talking, and sharing memories in the church's basement as a small celebration of Inks life.

Someone sits beside him causing him to turn to that someone. Who happens to be Reaper.

Geno isn't seen though Reaper must have told his mate to let him try.

"Hey Error." Reaper greets trying to offer a smile to the other. "I'm sorry about what happened."

Error turns back to staring off into the distance. "T-T-Thanks." He wonders if it was Reaper or Reapers brother who had taken Ink away when he died.

"My brother almost didn't come." Reaper tells Error. "I let him do it because I saw how much he meant to everyone. I didn't think I could face you or Geno after. I just want you to know before you get mad is that we didn't want to do it. We don't take pleasure in ripping loved ones away." He sighs heavily seeing Errors hands clenched tightly into fists. "We didn't have a choice. When it's someone's time to go we just have to."

"I u-understand." Error informs Reaper. "I've t-taken lives b-before. I a-am destruction. A g-glitch. It was a-all I knew t-then." He closes his eyes with his own heavy sigh. "Y-You guys h-had a job to d-do. I just w-wish things could h-have gone differently."

"You're a good monster Error. Whether you give yourself that praise or not. You were a true friend to Ink up until his last moments. And that you didn't know that he was in pain. He hid it well. So it's not your fault that this happened. Remember that okay?"

Error nods softly, agreeing to at least try though he still feels guilt inside of him, then he opens his eyes as Reaper gets up.

"How about we join the others then hm?"

"O-O-Okay." Error gets to his feet following Reaper back inside. He gets to where the others are and, as Reaper moves away, is quickly hugged by Geno and Fresh who want to comfort their 'brother'. He hugs them back at least a little thankful for the hug when he definitely needed it.

After the funeral service is over completely...

Error, upon request, is allowed to keep Inks scarf as a way to remember Ink. He and Blue have put it in a display case in Errors home.

Blue stands by him the day after the funeral, as they are back at the front door of what was Inks home. He looks to Error who hasn't reached for the knob yet. "We don't have to do this if you're not ready." He tells his mate worried about him.

Error takes a breath. "I n-need to. He was m-m-my oldest friend." He glances to his mate sorrowful. "I have to s-see if I can f-f-figure out what went w-wrong."

"Okay." Blue agrees knowing that Error is determined to do this. He is ready to support the other with this.

Error turns back to the door only to open it. He leads Blue inside and can't help looking in the direction where they found Ink. He takes a stuttering breath then turns away. He heads to try Inks bedroom first.

Blue takes pity on Error and decides to check the room where Ink was. He can see the dried blood and the discarded knife. He clenches his hand at the sight of it. He turns away and begins looking for anything that can tel them why Ink did this. He does find a blank canvas sitting waiting to be painted on. He turns away as it really doesn't help. Though he does have a wonder how long it has been blank, how long was Ink struggling to do art?

Error opens Inks nightstand drawer silently apologizing for doing this. He has to find something. He spots a sketch book inside that he picks up. He opens it finding a beautiful artwork of a heart on the first page. He flips to the next page finding a drawing of himself. He keeps going coming across more drawings of him, hearts, and even drawings of him with Ink. He pauses at one of the drawings of them cuddling by a tree. "He... He w-was in love w-with me?"

Suddenly everything started to make sense.

What Ink had wanted to tell him that day was that he was in love with him. He held his tongue when finding out Error loves Blue. He pretended to be happy for them. He dealt with his broken heart so no one would find out. He must have been in so much pain and unknowingly rubbed their relationship in his face. Not to mention that Ink was never that great about feelings, so it would have been hard for him to try to get over the heartbreak all alone.

Error finds tears falling down as his soul twists with guilt. "I-I'm s-s-sorry Ink." He apologizes to the air. He holds the sketchbook close to his chest. "I'm so s-sorry. Y-You must h-have been in s-so much pain." He never thought he'd ever have this thought but he is glad that at least Ink is now at peace. He truly wishes the best for his closest friend.

Blue after checking out more of the home heads to go find Error. He sees him standing with a sketchbook and grieving. He watches worriedly until the other turns to look to him. He enters the room having been noticed. "Error? You doing okay?"

"I t-think I figured it o-out." Error informs Blue who tilts his head softly. He hands his mate the sketchbook which the other flips through. He sees the realization dawn on Blues face.

"He must have been so scared to tell anyone." Blue let's Error have the sketchbook back. He stays close to his mate. He knows that the other is probably partially blaming himself. He wants to be ready to comfort him if it comes to it.

Error nods his head. "A-At least I k-know why now." He feels Blue hug him as the two stand there for awhile finding some comfort in each other.

"It wasn't your fault. There was no way we could have known at the time."

In the meantime Fresh is walking along passing by a way into a city guard. He has his gaze down as he thinks about his lost friend. He barely manages to stop before he runs into someone.

"Excuse me sir." The male skeleton stares into Freshs eyes that are blocked by his glasses. "You wouldn't happen to know how to get to the university?"

Fresh can't tear his eyes away from this stranger. He's never seen him around before. He doesn't know what it is about him that draws him in. He starts to wonder if this is what is love is.

"Is everything alright?" The stranger tilts his head in which Fresh blinks back out of his thoughts.

"Oh. Um yeah." Fresh turns away putting his hands into his pockets trying to shrug off a blush. "It's just east from here."

"Oh. Thank you." The stranger begins to walk away. He pauses as Fresh turns to him again.

"Wait. What's your name?"

"Paperjam. But you can call me PJ. All my friends do." The stranger introduces himself. "My parents are letting me come here for schooling."

"Well that's nice of them." Fresh nods his head. "The names Fresh. Why don't I show you the way?" He offers to PJ who brightens then nods in agreement.

"Thatd be quite nice of you." PJ follows after Fresh as they fall into step with one another. "So Fresh. How has life been treating you?"

"Life is a bit rough on me. But it's gotten better recently." Fresh notices PJ glance to him a little worriedly. He is about to explain though PJ speaks first.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I won't pry into things you want to be personal."

"Well you'll probably hear about it anyways." Fresh informs him gaining a curious tilt of the head. "For you see I lost a good friend recently. Looked up to him like family. He impacted so many lives here. A lot of monsters are grieving over his death."

"Oh. I am terribly sorry for your loss." PJs eyes gain full sympathy for the other.

Fresh gives an appreciative smile to the other. "Thanks."

PJ starts asking basic questions about how things in this city runs. He clearly doesn't want to push the subject further in case Fresh gets upset.

Fresh finds enjoyment in talking to PJ, and partially wonders if Inks soul had a hand in this. He laughs with PJ as they drift to sharing crazy stories and other such things. He finds that all too soon and he stops with PJ just outside of the university. "Well... Here we are..."

"Thank you so much." PJ smiles at Fresh who smiles back. "My dad wished he could be here. They're just busy with work. I convinced them that it was okay."

"Do you mind me asking what your parents names are?" Fresh tilts his head.

"My parents are Pale!Ink as my mom and Template!Error as my dad." PJ informs Fresh who just nods softly.

Fresh wonders what Inks child would have looked like if he had lived long enough to have one. Maybe his answer is right in front of him. "Say... You wanna go get some popsicles or something?"

"Sure. Thatd be wonderful."

Both of them feeling the sparks fly between them. They exchange numbers then head their separate ways for now.

Fresh walks along blushing a little bit as he thinks about the skeleton he had met. He takes a walk for a bit checking out some of the buildings. He wants to text PJ though wants to let him do what he needs to do. He notices some art spray painted on the walls of some places. He pauses to look at one poking out of the alleyway and shows a landscape. He can tell it's spray paint as it has dripped in certain parts. He slightly jumps when his phone goes off. He checks it to find a text from PJ.

Hey. I finally finished my welcome part to the university. Wanna go get some popsicles? They sound great right about now. Plus it'd be nice to have someone who knows this city.

Sure. We'll meet where we were last.

Fresh practically races over there and waits until PJ finds his way to him. "Heyo." He greets cheerfully as they share a smile. "Ready to go? I know a great place."

"Sure am." PJ confirms so the two set off for the stand.

"If you don't mind me asking. What are you studying?" Fresh turns to look at PJ as they walk along. His gaze curios as his glasses also read that word.

"Art history, history in general, a drawing class, and a little bit of science." PJ tells Fresh giving him a smile. "I was thinking about being able to tell how old something is."

"That would be pretty neat." Fresh gets them to the stand where the blue bunny monster perks up. "My treat." He tells PJ who thanks him gratefully. He turns to the bunny. "A nice cream for me."

"I'll also have one." PJ adds in which they're handed their nice cream. He lets Fresh pay for it.

"Have a good day!" The blue bunny tells them then they walk away after repeating it to him.

The two settle on a bench side by side. They enjoy their nice cream for a little bit then PJ speaks up.

"I don't really have many friends. My parents were cautious as I grew up. I was glad I was able to get them to see id be okay coming here."

"Well we can be friends." Fresh offers and his eyes come to meet with PJs own. "I mean I think you're great to be around. I could use some new company."

"Then it's agreed." PJ licks his nice cream while Fresh tries to push away his rising dirty thoughts. He pauses licking his teeth before turning to Fresh once more. "Is there anything fun to do here? I don't mean that in a mean way. I mean what's fun here?" He offers a slightly awkward smile at that bad attempt to ask it.

"Well there's lots to do. Depends what you're into." Fresh explains then takes a few licks of his nice cream. "I mean we have the theater, the parks, the garden, galleries of all kinds, actual museum, and some other stuff."

"Maybe we could go out and do some of that stuff together." PJ leans a little closer to Fresh. He just wants to be closer he can't really explain it.

"I think it's a great idea." Fresh barely resists the urge to wrap an arm around PJ. He is so not going to scare the other away from him.

A few months later PJ and Fresh have grown rather close to each other. They're now sitting at a cafe enjoying some hot chocolate.

Fresh just has to know if PJ feels the same about him. He has to know if he'll consider dating him. He turns as the other arrives and he smiles only to run over to hug him.

The other happily returns the hug. "It's so good to see you!"

"Same about yourself." Fresh pulls back as does PJ after a good few moments of hugging.

PJ stares at Freshs glasses. He's always wondered what is behind them, however he hasn't brought it up since the other seems more comfortable with them on. "Fresh?" He gets a short curious hum in response. "Do you trust me?"

"What? That's a silly question. Of course I do." Fresh informs PJ who smiles a little more.

"That's good." PJ reaches up as Freshs face turns to surprise. He grabs the sides of the glasses. He slowly pulls them off giving Fresh time to stop him.

Fresh seems to calm down and allow him to do this. He seems to have accepted that PJ probably deserves to see his eyes.

After all the time they have spent together.

With the glasses removed PJ takes in Freshs eyes as the other shifts a little shyly. "They're beautiful."

"Huh?" Fresh questions in surprise.

"You're eyes. They're so beautiful."

"Oh. Well thanks." Fresh rubs the back of his head embarrassed with a blush. "You're eyes are pretty good looking too."

PJ giggles a little and hands Fresh his glasses back. "You're such a sweet monster."

"Say. PJ?"

"Yeah?"

Fresh shifts from one foot to the other, suddenly wishing that he had asked Error or someone advice on how to do this. "Well I was wondering... Maybe we could..." He sighs as he can't find the right words. He feels a hand on his shoulder that brushes his neck. "PJ. There's no other way I can say it. I'm not really sure how to ask you to be my partner."

It takes a few moments for PJ to register then blinks in surprise with a blush. "You... You really mean it?" He gets a nod of confirmation then quickly hugs Fresh surprising him. His hug almost knocks them to the ground. His mouth is grinning so wide he might have sore cheeks tomorrow. "Yes! Yes I will be your partner."

Fresh grins widely at this and hugs PJ in return. "You made me so happy to hear you say that."

Four years later...

"You may enter the room now." A doctor informs Error who rushes past her.

Error gets to Blues bedside and the other smiles at him.

The past few years weren't easy but now things are changing.

"It's a boy." Blue informs Error then follows his gaze to the little baby skeleton in his arms wrapped in blankets.

The baby's bones are white, he has blue lines coming down from his eyes like Error, black finger tips, and as he opens his eyes to look at his parents he has Blues Star eyes.

"He's b-beautiful." Error mentions smiling down at his child. He wiggles his finger at the child who looks curiously at him. "Hello t-there little o-o-one."

"Inky."

Error pauses and turns to look to Blue who offers a smile.

"His name is Inky." Blue informs Error then looks worried. "I know we were going through names. If you don't like it we can change it. I just thought maybe-"

"Inky i-is perfect." Error assures him sharing a kiss with his relieved mate. He turns back to their child as does Blue. "W-Welcome to the w-world little I-Inky." He promises to himself that he will take the best care of this little bundle of joy. He beams more than before as the little one grabs his finger.

"It's just a small fever." Blue informs a very worried Error as they stand by their two year olds bed.

"W-What if he's a-actually having b-bad symptoms w-we don't know a-a-about?" Error looks wide eyed at Blue who gives him a smile.

"Trust me darling." Blue places a hand on Errors chest. "Inky will be okay."

Error turns back to their child. "I t-think I'll sleep in h-h-his room tonight."

"Whatever you need to do."

"T-Thank you."

Blue is washing dishes when he turns to look over his shoulder as the kids go running by.

Inky is four years old.

Goth, Reaper and Genos son, is six.

Palette, Dream and Crosss son, is seven.

Cray, PJ and Freshs child, is three.

Skull, Black and Reds daughter, is eight. She has purple oval eyes, wears a black dress, black socks, and a red bracelet around her wrist.

Lunar, Nightmare and Killers daughter, is five. She has black bones, smooth bones with no goop, as if her bones take after her mother Killer then her color from Nightmare, a white crescent moon on her forehead, white outline to show mouth plus teeth, eye sockets outlined in a dim blue, red circle eyes, wears a dark grey t-shirt, and dark blue leggings.

They had set up a play date with the kids and Error was keeping an eye on them in the living room.

Blue is excited for when Stretch and Edges one year old baby is old enough to play with the older kids.

The little one year old has oval eyes that have red on the edges and orange in the middle. She has Edges eye sockets and is a child who loves being with the adults, though if needed can play on her own. She is usually with at least one of her parents who, like all the other parents, take very good care of their child.

"All o-of you w-wait!" Error chases after the kids making Blue laugh as he watches him head off.

Blue hopes that Error will be okay when Inky becomes of age for dating. He knows that Error is a bit protective of Inky. He remembers that his mate freaked out over a small scrape from a fall Inky had. He supposed he'll have to wait and see.

AN:

Yes I know that Palettes parents are Dream and Ink. Just for the sake of the story his parents are Dream and Cross.

Also I used Pale!Ink and Template!Error since the regular Error and Ink aren't together for this story. Even though I do prefer them together. I just couldn't leave Fresh all alone without his PJ.

I hope you are enjoying it so far! I hope you are enjoying it so far! I hope you like the last two chapters of the story that are next.

KitKat.