'Why does he destroy?'
'Why does he hesitate?'
'Why does he look so tired?'
'Why doesn't he fight back?'
'Why doesn't he heal his wounds?'
'Why does he look so lifeless?'
'Why does he look like he's in pain?'
'Why haven't I asked him these questions?!'
"Ink are you ok?"
"Uh, yes I'm ok dream."
I turn to look at a worried Dream. "Is it about Error?" He asked. "Yes, it's just that there is so much we don't know about him..." I looked away, thinking of every time we had a fight. "Well why don't you ask him?" "I dunno! I haven't thought of that!" I put my hand over my eyes. "We don't know anything about Error, and we could just by asking simple questions! I'm so dumb!" I shouted. "Why don't we ask him next time we see him?" Dream asked. "You're right that's a great idea! I'm gonna call a meeting! I don't want anyone hurting Error or it will make this harder." I said proud of myself. "Ok, you do that and I'll go see where Blue went, I haven't seen him today." Dream said as he went out of the room. I stand up from my bed and grab my phone and my brush before making a portal to the doodlesphere.
