I'm Sorry, My Creation

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The black skeleton groaned as he lifted up his head. It still felt like hell, but it was much better than the night before... Or was it day? He couldn't recall anything really. 

Sighing, he got up and streched. He looked around, confused... Was he at Ink's house again? Did he get into a drunk fight again? 

He hoped not, Ink told him not to... At least not for the next two days... 

Shaking his head, the blue coded skeleton pulled on his clothes. Since he was awake, and knowing Ink, Boots decided to make some breakfast. Ink was the only one out of the two to really eat something. 

The kitchen was clean and it had everything that the skeleton wanted to make for breakfast. Which was good, the last thing that the sick skele wanted to do was go out. 

"Ooh, Come my creations,

Come to help me with my obligations... 

Ooh! How I wish that,

It could all go back!

Before there was time to kill,

Before there was even the mortal will." Reboot sang as he cooked the eggs and toast. 

Eraser slowly walked down stairs, waking up to hearing an angel singing and to the smell of food. He stood in the door way to the kitcken, just watching... Listening to the song. 

"Oh! How I wish,

This wasn't it!

How I wish to go back,

To save the prism Zodiac. 

Ey, oh, ey oh. 

Come and save me, 

Come and save me, my prince in white. 

Come and be the

One to stop my fright. 

Come, my prince in white,

Come and bring the starlight." 

Reboot was so into the song that he didn't notice anything, but what he was doing. Not even the fact that Eraser was recording the Creator singing. Not noticing that Xcellence and Halluciv were there with the three goons, gawking at his Heaven made voice. 

"Ooh! 

Won't you make this pain stop!

Won't you end this unseen war! 

I can't see the top,

Of the water, even before... 

My prince in white...

Won't you save me tonight..." Reboot frowned softly, slowly losing more of himself into the song. "Save me from my own demon,

Save me from the monster I'm suppose to be? 

The Destroyer that the Universe wants me to see!

Why can't I just have my own freedom...

Must I fight the urge to destroy and kill...

Must I fight myself every day because of what I did?

Because of how I loved the thrill?" He didn't want to think of it... He couldn't... "That is why I hid! 

To hide me from my Creations...

To hide the monster from your nations...

Save me, my prince... 

Take away my pain... 

Must you be convince?

Live a life with everything to gain..." Reboot suddenly stopped. 

No, he didn't know that there were people behind him. He was crying... He always sings to tell how he really was feeling... What he really was thinking... Ink had his art and eyes. Reboot had his songs and solitude. 

Shaking his head, he plated the food and set it on the table. Once that was done, he just looked around. 

The six other skeletons went upstairs to quietly listen to the other. So far nothing. 

"Ink?" Reboot called, still thinking that it was Ink's house. Ink always cleaned up when Reboot comes over. Even when the god was drunk.

Most people think Ink's house is full of bright colors and all that. In reality it was more monotoned, just covered with brightly decorated pages. 

"Reboot?" Eraser called out, acting as if he was slightly worried. 

The black skeleton blushed a bright blue as he realized what house he was in. When the swap version of Ink came down, Boots instantly started tearing up and apologizing. 

The other five were watching in silence as if this was some sort of soap opera. To Halluciv and Xcellence ... Maybe it was. 

"Geez, don't you ever stop apologizing?" Eraser snapped, getting really annoyed at how the smol kept saying the same phrase over and over!

"... I-I..." Reboot stopped, silent as he backed away. His balance was unsteady and it seemed as though he was trying to stay awake. 

"Did you make me breakfast?" The destroyer asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"A-huh... I hope you like it..." The other mumbled, looking at the floor. It seemed as if Eraser was the master and Reboot was the obedent slave... Which just made watching this all the more interesting. 

"You're not going to eat?" The skeleton glared at the other in confusion. 

"I don't eat... I'm not hungry..." The black boned skeleton shrank back even more, his arms covering his stomach, as if remembering something... Something that wasn't suppose to be. 

"Okay... I hope you don't mind making some more for those guys?" Eraser motioned to the peeping toms. 

Reboot jumped, his blue markings turning a dark red, as he cursed. 

"In the name of Anatum Sumerian!" He gasped, his eyes slightly wild as his head was as blue as the sky. "H-how long h-have they b-been there?" 

The white claded skeleton rolled his eyes as he walked downstairs. He didn't like Reboot for his own reasons, but kept them to himself. 

"For a while. Heard you singing too. So who's Ink?" The white lad asked, getting in the way of the smaller.

"I-I'm not g-going to tell." Reboot pushed the other away, ignoring his first two comments. 

Xcellence rolled his eyes again, moving out of the way to let the cook through. The black skeleton nodded and left to go and cook for the guests. He didn't mind it, though he had to keep reminding himself not to sing, no matter what. He didn't want to give more things away... Not that they would even understand them...