Ink's View:
I went down to Jammy's level and looked at the picture he'd drawn.
It's...it's us...
All of us...
Oh Jammy...
Jammy pointed at my eyes.
Tears.
* Oh no, I'm not sad Jammy, I'm proud of what you've drawn. 💕
* He spent all week on it.
I sat down.
* It looks amazing...
Jammy pointed at his drawing of Error, and then pointed to him. Then Palette, then me, then himself.
* But he drew someone else yesterday, I thought maybe...you'd know who it was.
* Maybe? Let's see Jamster, what'd you draw?
Jammy got out his second drawing and I looked at it...
You're worthless, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?
Brother-
* Ink?
You make me want to kill you.
W...What?
Maybe if I kill you, someone worthy will become protector. They won't choose you anyways.
* That's...my brother...
* Isn't he dead-?
* Yes.
* That's not good...
* Wait, why?
Error got his phone out and showed me a picture.
* I could've been mistaken but that looks a lot like him.
He can't be alive.
If he's alive, then he has an ally.
He's back for us.
We're protected here, right?
* Hopefully it's just a lookalike...
* Mhm. You never told me what happened between you and him but if for whatever reason he comes to the house, what do I say?
* Tell him you're job is getting rid of anomalies like himself.
* Heh, sure.
I looked at Palette as he started to cry.
* Is he on formula yet?
* Surprisingly no. Still on your milk, it's about a third through.
* Oh ok, that's not too bad. 😅
* Yeah, his eating patterns are way better than Jammy's.
* I'm not surprised, Jammy always had a-
Jammy tapped the glass.
* Yes my love?
He pointed at the drawing of my brother again then at me and smiled.
* Me? What about me Jams?
* Hero.
We all froze.
OHMYGODDIDHEJUST-
JAMMY SPOKE!!!
I'm so proud of him I'm already crying!
It's one word, you're so emotional-
This is a special moment, he said something!
This MEANS something-!
* ...What did you say, Jammy?
Error had his phone out immediately, recording.
* Who am I Jammy? Besides your mother of course...
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Opposite Ink
FanfictionAfter Ink was forced to leave his family, his insecurities, fears and nightmare all came true. But a friend of a friend may or may not have helped him survive. His family and friends counted down the days until he returned. But someone...something...
