7/22/17 Okay, I got permission from Harrish6 (on Wattpad) and could now use some of her story (like the flashbacks) and hopefully I may use Harry Leferts' and Griffenhippo's works as well... But if they remain inactive to my knowledge, then if I absolutely have too then I will continue, though of course they get credit. So for now, this chapter is more about Error and maybe Bendy (my version of Bendy) if I find the time, but of course Error's other side of the balance Ink(y) and those who stand behind him won't fully understand what Error meant- it's only the second chapter and Harrish6 still hasn't written that Inky actually had yet to realize how important Error's role is and they're writing their 20th chapter! (Harry will be briefly mentioned)

Quick note- the other three fandoms (oh, Spooky's Jumpscare Mansion too) is also in Error's multiverse, and Error remains in his multiverse since he didn't jump in the Void. Also, Error's new talking is just bold, but is bold and italics if he's mad or wants to make a point, or both. But it could also be Error thinking. [Remember, some parts are completely mine.] Now onto the story! -WARNING, THE FOURTH WALL WILL BE BROKEN!-

CHAPTER 2

~~~~With Error~~~~

The God of Destruction finished off the potion with a final tear, turning it the color of said tear. The glitch froze when he realized that some of his blood and dust had mixed into the potion, and the book had stated that the blood of a God enhanced the potion... "The potion that could already strengthen even a mortal to evenly fight something like, I don't know, some possessed killer robot? Now the potion could probably bring a human to my level! ... And now my SOUL is telling me to smack a note on this, and toss this into the mortal world of Undertale, through the sky... Well, why not? It's not as if the multiverse were to vanish- it wouldn't matter much to me anyways. Besides, hopefully it'll get Inky and his little army off my back while I keep the balance. The nerve of that damn Creator... forcing me to murder billions and billions and still creating more...there wouldn't even be a Destroyer if Inky had just listened and did what he was supposed to!" Error frowned, though he growled out the last parts. Of course, Error didn't know that his prediction involving possessed killer robots would've been correct had he not accidentally enhanced the potion, but I know because I'm the one who's writing this, but let's continue and act as if I hadn't broken the fourth wall, okay? Okay.

Error then bottled the potion into little vials, before placing the glass bottles into a spare wooden box that he just had lying around- after padding the box with some cheap but soft fabric, of course. The glitch didn't want his hard work that literally contained his dust, blood and tears in it to go to waste, after all. Following his SOUL's instincts, Error opened a portal to a specific location in the air and quickly threw the box out of the Anti-Void before casually closing the portal after he heard a thud and a yelp of pain. "If anyone asks, it wasn't me." The God said, before remembering that he left his name on the note. Error gazed at nothing. 'I'm an idiot.' The black, red and gold boned skeleton decided before allowing his thoughts drifted over to his friend's supply of bacon soup.

'It's about time I visit the cartoon anyways. He's probably worried, or maybe a bit lonely. Or glad he doesn't have to share his bacon soup.' Error found himself thinking as he quickly cleaned up after himself, hiding his materials well, and even going so far as to hide Merlin's book in a puppet, like he did with some of the rarer and more questionable supplies that Error felt could probably be sniffed out by a snoopy skeleton- better safe than sorry, right? Finally, the Destroyer considered for a moment. 'I won't be gone long, and what are the chances of someone actually snooping around here? ... I don't want to risk the chances of them being completely covered in black ink- Bendy already understands. Besides... I have to face the truth- she's gone, and never coming back.' With a deep, shuddering breath, Error quickly removed a bunch of papers and a few photos in frames from the only clean part of his jacket.

Error had no idea how wrong he was about thinking that no one would snoop around in the Anti-Void, but that's for another chapter. Anyways, Error hid the sad past of his attempt at a love life as Error under the scarf he had made weeks ago. Then, just as he was about to leave to visit Bendy, the glitch paused before remembering something that he had forgotten to hide with the other bittersweet (more bitter than sweet now) reminders. So the embodiment of Destruction stealthily, sadly pulled out the small box that held a ring that was never seen by the one meant for it. As if the ring caused him a physical pain, Error almost sloppily hid it with the rest. Then Error swiped his hand down and walked into the abandoned animation studio that held a cartoon brought to life through a demonic ritual.

[I'm really tempted to leave this as a cliffhanger, but I'll add on to this short chapter tomorrow- it's really late for me, and I need my sleep unless you want a story that I'll later look at and be horrified by.] [7/23/17- well then, here we go.]

~~~~With Bendy, and Error I guess~~~~

"I have come to steal all your bacon soup." A deep, smooth voice with static background said Error's usual greeting directly behind the cartoon. Not actually recognizing the voice that threatened to steal all of his bacon soup, Bendy did the logical thing: he turned around and tackled the threat to the ground. "Bendy, you know I don't like being touched!" Bendy blinked- the skeleton he pinned down was his pal Error, but the cartoon didn't understand- Error's voice was different, not the glitchy and constantly changing tone and almost always rough voice he was used to. "Uh... I didn't recognize your voice... Did you change it or something?" The ink demon settled on, releasing the glitching skeleton and getting back to his feet before offering a gloved hand to help the one he tackled up. "My magic changed it, I think... I'm still not sure how or why it decided to change my voice in a kind of life and death situation... but that's partially my fault, I suppose." Error said casually, before freezing once Bendy paused and took a closer look at him. 'Damn my honesty, damn Ink and the balance in general!' Error cursed in his mind, though he tried to smile at Bendy innocently. It didn't work or even briefly distract the forgotten cartoon.

"What the *squeak* happened to you, Error?!" The cartoon yelled, before huffing, throwing Error onto his shoulder without a second thought, ignoring the skeleton's protests, (even though compared to Error, though Bendy was taller than how Joey drew him, the top of his horns barely reached the edge of the bottom of Error's eye sockets, but it probably helped that Error was much lighter than he should be) and making his way to the Infirmary. The two pals didn't meet anything on the way- they had been dealt with long ago. The way to the Infirmary had already been cleared because whenever Error visited, the skeleton had at least one wound that he didn't really bother trying to heal since he rarely had the time. The ink demon put a not too happy Error on a chair, pointed at the skeleton, and said in a deadly whisper, "You better tell me what happened, how this happened, and who did this to you, or else." Then the ink demon grabbed the first-aid kit as well as a lot of bandages and whatnot as Error gulped, not sure if he wanted to know what the or else was. But after deciding he didn't want to know, the Destroyer took a deep breath that caused his ribs to creak, making the cartoon flinch, before beginning to tell the truth.

"Well, I sensed that a new AU had been made, and you know how it's easier for me and the AU if I destroy it before it becomes too complex, so I went over to the AU to destroy it. It was a trap. As for who? Well, let's just say at least a trillion Sanses and Papyruses. But I have to admit, I was flattered in a twisted way since they knew that at least one would fall in battle, and would have to depend on others to finish the job since apparently I'm planning to destroy the entire multiverse... which would include me. But anyways, I wouldn't let those idiots take my soul and shred it, so they tried to dust me the old fashioned way: physical injuries. Besides, it's not that big of a deal- I can't die." Error sighed, and Bendy frowned. 'As always, he ends his story of pain with "Besides, it's not that big of a deal- I can't die."... But that doesn't mean that he can't feel pain, whether it be emotional or physical. It doesn't mean that on the inside he doesn't die.' Bendy didn't voice these thoughts, but did tell Error that he better treat every injury, and carefully placed the medical supplies in Error's hands since the glitch hated being touched, and went off to warm up some bacon soup. Sure, bacon soup may not have healing properties like Monsters' food does, but, well, it was bacon soup, end of discussion.

Bendy walked in the Infirmary with two cans of warm bacon soup with the silverware that he had taught Error to use, and it took a bit of self-control to stop himself from doing something he might regret- like spilling the bacon soup. Error looked similar to a mummy from old Egyptian times. Only his mouth and eye sockets were unwrapped, and by now Error had put his clothes back on, but Bendy could see the bandages disappearing underneath, meaning the skeleton's bones were all injured, cracked, chipped, and in bad shape. Bendy hated those who hurt Error with a burning passion- Error wasn't the one out of control. But the ink demon calmly handed Error a can of soup with a spork- the cartoon had found out and fallen in love with the hybrid of a spoon and fork and had insisted that they eat only with those said hybrids. Sure, Error had given Bendy an odd look, but the living cartoon was the one with the supply of bacon soup, so the Destroyer had surrendered to the shorter's wishes. "Look at me now! If it weren't for my clothes, eye sockets and smile, chances are I probably wouldn't be recognized!" Error complained, before beginning to eat his soup.

Bendy let Error complain- the skeleton had the right to do so since Bendy knew for a fact that the other skeletons of the multiverse hadn't even bothered to get the other side of the story even once. Because if they had heard Error's side of the story than they wouldn't have attacked- unless they thought that they were above consequences, which they weren't. But as the ink demon began eating the little piece of heaven known as bacon soup, he couldn't help but get the feeling that things were going to change. As suddenly as the feeling had come, it went, leaving Bendy unsure whether the change would be good or bad. Error was hit with the same feeling, only he knew that the change would be partly because of the potion he had made, and some good things would come out of it, though he wasn't sure if he would benefit from it. 'Hopefully I get a new friend out of this- Destiny knows I need more friends to prevent me from doing something stupid.' Error thought, gazing at his soup as if it held the answers he yearned for- but sadly even if it did, it wouldn't be able to reveal it.

Well, I received some positive feedback, so hopefully you like this chapter. I was kinda winging it because I'm still waiting for permission from the other two I credited, but if it turns out that they're remaining inactive for the time being, then I will continue. DestructiveDeath won't happen in this story because Error isn't leaving the Multiverse, and also Error is still in love and in a bit of denial about the mystery woman who I had yet to name... Also, does anyone have any art that they're willing to let me use as the cover? PM me if you do, and with that final note... WolfHowler1 out!