Forbidden Experiments

A Painted Canvas

Error was relieved it didn't take long to find Ink. Presently, both floated in front of the glitching paper.

"Yeah... That's not normal." Stated the creator, grabbing the paper in his hands.

A second later, it glitched and disappeared, reappearing just beyond both of their reaches.

Ink grabbed Broomy and splashed paint over the page, making transport into the universe possible. The universe glitched at the contact of the paint.

"Guess were going in..." Error mumbled, giving the paper an untrusting look.

"Yep." Ink replied, giving a small, nervous smile.

The destroyer reluctantly entered first, the creator following behind in order to close the entrance into the universe.

Both froze at the sight of the world around them.

It appeared to be the surface, but painted in streak after streak of a brush, looking similar to the style of  Vincent van Goh, but uncompleted. The streaks didn't form solid shapes, more plain canvas visible than painted scenery, providing an uneasy atmosphere.

Along with that, each streak of paint seemed to move every couple seconds one way, only to go back the other way a couple seconds later, the movement very small. Then there was all the inhabitants, outlined in black and filled in with pure white, no distinct faces visible. The most they had of a face were two black dots for eyes. Each appeared slimy, moved slowly, and almost appeared corrupted... Similar to an Amalgamate.

The inhabitants noticed their presence, some turning to face them, and a couple beginning to approach them.

Upon getting close, one that appeared to be more human reached an arm out towards the destroyer. This caused Error to flinch and take a quick step away from the thing. He restrained himself from yelling at it, glitching a little instead.

"W-well... This is far from what I expected." Ink stated nervously, taking a step back from the approaching mob.

The whole setting made both of them uneasy, especially when the creatures began to circle them. They appeared to slowly be closing in, as if trying to trap the two skeletons.

Error shot his strings at one of them, trying to grab their soul. The strings only went through the creature, splattering some of its white filling. That was when the destroyer noticed that the creatures were paper thin. He pulled back his strings and felt even more on edge.

It wasn't long before the creator and destroyer were put back to back.

"Ink, What the hell are we supposed to do?" Error asked, growing anxious as he glared at the approaching crowd.

"Make out. Then run..?" Ink jokingly replied.

The comment flustered the other, a yellow blush appearing on the destroyer's face.

"I-is this really the time to be joking?!" He exclaimed.

"You think you could lift us up with your strings?" Ink suggested as the circle around them grew closer.

In reply to the suggestion, Error lifted up his hand, wrapping strings up and around the AU where ever he could. Then he made a thick swing of string come down. He quickly grabbed the other by the hand and quickly pulled him onto the swing seat with him. With a tug of the strings, the swing was high up in the air and out of the reach of the creatures down below.