You and the other three stepped inside of the house, Ink closing the door behind him. Quietly, you all headed to the living room and took a seat. Error, Blackladder, and Dream sat on a couch while You, Ink,Papyrus and Blueberry sat on the other. You fidgeted with your fingers looking at the other who stayed quiet, that is until Ink gave off a low sigh, taking a sip of yellow and a bit of dark grey(authority) paint from his vials and facing the others with a soft smile.
"So, Blackladder...can you please tell me reason of this meeting of ours?"
The vixen shuffled to get a more comfortable position, she gave you a sad smile and faced the painter, her smile fading and turning into a serious expression.
"Nightmare and his comrades are at it again, this time they're after ____. I don't know any reason, but they demand her body. Alive, that is."
"Huh...Seems like my brother know something that we don't." Dream responded, he look at Blackladder then you with a concerned expression.
"I-Ink..?" You tugged on Ink's sleeve, grabbing his expression. "What do you guys mean? I'm scared."
Ink pats your head softly and holds you close, letting you sit close beside as he rubs your back gently. The warm rush feeling of relief and happiness coming over your body like a calm river.
"Don't worry, ____. There's just bad guys that're after you. We don't know why, but we're going to take care of the situation." He faced Blackladder, who was looking down at her own feet, a sad look in her eyes. A rare thing to see from her, he thought to himself.
Ink knows what the vixen has been going through; heartbreak, her trying to hard to get back her universe's files compact once more, and intense determination to make Error a better, nicer person that he is. She's improving slowly, but he knows that she'd always give those fake smiles. Whatever may happen, whatever she'll feel. She gives fake positivity . If he remembered right, there was even this one time where Blackladder stole some of his yellow paint. She's really trying so hard to hide her problems, and she's really doing well.
But this time? He's really surprised, it seems like she's showing off some honest feelings. Wonder why she decided to. Error, perhaps? Huh, they must've talked about something...Something that made her realize something."Blackladder and Error, seems like you two will do the old routine all over again. Still remember how it all works?" Ink gave the two a warm smile, Error groans and opened his mouth to speak.
"Yeah, yeah...Me and Blackladder give that tentacle prick and his friends a friendly visit, I will try to gain a bit of his trust and make him tell their plan and stuff like that...Stay there a bit longer, then come back... Mostly that'll just last for about five to six hours. Unfortunately, this might end up in about a day or two due to the fact that they think that we're on your side. That'll lead up to complications on gaining their trust."
"Wait, what? So you two are on their side? ...Are you spies?" You stared at Error.
"Oh, no..." Blackladder gave a faint chuckle, much more lifeless than the one you've heard back then. "We're on nobody's side, yet me and Error always have each other's backs---mostly---and besides, we do what is right in our opinion. Fortunately, you're all our friends--I don't know about Error, but---and due to that, it seems like we share the same opinion and look up on good,and they trust me as I trust them..."
"Oh..." You pout to yourself as you stared at the others. Ink gently making you lean on him.
"You'll do exactly as the plan, though instead of you Blackladder would be the one that'll stick with Nightmare a bit more. I've discovered that there's much a bigger chance for Blackladder to gather up all the information in a short time." As he moved his head down and stared on the floor. He began to think about why Nightmare wants you in-demand. There seems to be nothing even significant about her files, it's nothing but just glitches that are permanently there...

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•- Acrylics -• ((Ink!Sans x Fem!Reader)) [DISCONTINUED]
Fanfiction-Art is not mine- Your world, your family, your friends, all disappeared in a flash. Oh how you miss them. You wanted them back. You met new friends, new family. You loved them. But there was this one skeleton you loved more. The painter himself, yo...