I must ask you all once more - please keep your asks and dares to the first page. It makes things easier on me. I noticed that a lot of people were asking in other chapters, not the first one. It's fine I guess, but it makes it a bit harder on me. So, please keep the asks and dares to the first page. Thank you.

-Start Ask/Scenario-

Bug_WolfCaster - How would HWHBB!Ink react to HWHBB!Error having Null and Void (Like a scenario where he meets them)

-As Ink is going to eventually meet Null and Void in 'Healing What Has Been Broken', I made this one slightly different as to not give spoilers into the story. In this scenario, Error never fell through the VOID, but he still got Null and Void and became their Dad. Error eventually went to the AU and took them in instead of killing them off like he was suppose to. The AU while not fully grown, was about to touch another young and not finished growing AU. A choice sadly needed to be made, Fate demanded it of Error so it must be done. But, for the first time in a long time, Error twisted the rules. Error couldn't kill them off, so he took them instead and became their father. The world was going to die anyway, so the AU's Codes didn't matter. So him taking the babybones isn't doing anyone any harm...right?-

Ink hummed in contentment as he stepped into a random world. It wasn't a full AU, just a small pocket dimension really. He made a few of these when he had first started making AU's, still getting the hang of it. He made some small worlds on accident, but they were stable so they were fine. None of the others knew about these small worlds, Ink made sure about it. He rarely visited them himself, but they were a nice thing to have when he wanted to get away from everything.

This small world was a huge flower field in the middle of a forest, simple and sweet. It was almost exactly as he left.

Almost.

He was pretty sure he never created childish laughter to ring out.

Blinking, Ink stealthily walked to where the laughter was, smiling in shock at what he found while he quickly moved to hide away from sight.

At the edge of the forest, just before it hit the flower field, was a house. A nice two story house, made of wood and had ivy and flowers growing up it. The porch was thin and to the ground, making the flowers from the field grown on it slightly on the edge, as the end of the porch is literally at the line between the flower field and the forest. The trees hanged over the house and all around it, the house safely tucked under the trees, over shadowing it. In front of the house were two babybones in dresses laughing and playing in the flowers, in between the sun and shade from the trees.

'I never created this...' Ink's eyes didn't leave the babybones. One obviously a Sans and the other a Papyrus. The Sans in a off the shoulder blue dress and the Papyrus in a short sleeved orange dress. Ink could admit that the dress were well made, the designs on them elegant and enchanting in ways he could sing about. The house was well made too, looking homey and had the feeling of safety to it. Ink wanted to take notes and ask the creator this how they did it. They must have talent to creation! 'The maker must have so much creativity in them!'

Shifting, Ink knew there was only one way to get the answers he needs. But before he could come out and greet them, they ran into the house, shrinking in laughter.

After waiting a few moments, Ink decided to go for it. Silently walking up to the house, Ink took in a deep breath, walked up to the door, and then walked in.

A warm entryway greeted him, pictures lined up on the light yellow walls. Peeking around a corner, he saw the living room that had stairs leading up to the second floor on one end, turning his head, he saw a kitchen painted in a warm red with black marble for the counters. Toys were neatly put away, a black couch in the living room and wooden coffee table before a nice sized TV in the living room. Dolls and puppets were everywhere.

Frowning, Ink took a step closer to one of the photos hanging up, and promptly had to hold his mouth to silence his choking.

In the photo stood Error, smiling and happy with the two babybones in his arms. The babybones were laughing as they looked up at Error. Ink could see the love and adoration in their expressions alone. But what really messed up Ink was Error himself. He had never once in his life seen that kind of expression on Error's face before. It's impossible for him to have that kind of expression!

Taking a step back, Ink finally noticed all the different kind of photos.

There were five photos where Error was dressed as Santa, but without the beard and in no way faking being fat. One photo had the babybones on his lap, both dressed up. The Sans in a little red dress with white fuzz at the ends, the Papyrus in a red onesie and both having a Santa hat on. 

The next photo had a very purple Cross in Santa!Error lap, and Cross look ready to faint, covering his face with his hands, while Error just looked confused. Then there was one where Slayer was in Error's lap, smiling brightly and happily as he had a knife raised. Error was smirking down at him in amusement. The one after that had both Horror and Dust in his lap, both smirking. Horror had his axe in hand and Dust looked to be laughing. Error seemed to be torn in between laughing or shoving them both off his lap. The final one had Nightmare on his lap. Nightmare seemed to be lightly blushing, a stubborn face on while he sat tall and arms crossed. Error was leaning back, one elbow on the arm rest of the chair, leaning his cheek on his fist as he watched Nightmare in humor.

Looking over, Ink found a photo of Error in a plain T-shirt and jeans, the babybones in front of him with plain white dresses. All of them were covered with light yellow paint. It must have been taken when they painted the house.

To the left of that photo, there was one showing Error playing with a bunch of Charas, a few Frisks, and the babybones. All looking happy and alive in ways he had never seen before.

One photo showed a proud Error, holding up the Papyrus, Simba style. On the bottom of the photo was written 'My Littlest Terror's First Step!'.

Another one showed, once again, a proud Error. but instead of holding up the Papyrus, he was sitting at what seemed to be a sewing table. the Sans beaming to the camera and holding up a crudely made doll that had on a plain red cloth dress. 'My Oldest Terror's First Handmade Doll!'.

All Ink could do was take a step back again and again as he looked to all the different photos lining the walls. His mind and SOUL fighting one another. This had to be impossible, there was no way this was real. Before Ink knew it, he hit the wall harshly, making a few items fall off loudly.

Ink didn't notice the sudden silence from upstairs, instead looking down to one of the fallen picture frames.

Inside showed a photo. A awkward Error holding two sleeping babybones, both of them looking younger then the ones upstairs do. There wasn't a house yet behind him, and yet, it was the writing that caught Ink's attention. More then one in fact, he could tell it was the dark Sanses writing too.

'Congratulations Error! It's boys! You're a FATHER!'

'I'm sure you'll be the best Father there is!'

'You deserve this, and so much more. I know the boys will be the most spoiled in the love department.'

'I wish I had a Father like you growing up, or even now. The boys are lucky!'

'I pity the first DateMate of one of your boys, I really do. They'll have to face not just you, but all of us!'

'Error....is a father...' Ink felt numb. Sure, Error had been more quiet these pass few years, but he wasn't expecting this. Error had swiftly and secretly destroyed copies of AU's without Ink finding out until it was too late. Error didn't stay to fight, didn't try to fight. Only to leave if Ink caught him in the act. It was weird, and Ink felt off about the whole thing. But.... 'How is this-!'

"Um..."

Ink's head shot up, only for him to freeze. The two babybones stood frozen, looking at him in fear and horror.

"I-" Ink started to say, stumbling up, only to still once they both started to scream in terror. They both tugging on blue bracelets on their little wrists. Blankly, Ink realized that the bracelets were made out of Error's strings.

"DADDY!" The Sans screamed, grabbing the Papyrus and nearly tripping in his haste to pull them both back.

"HELP! HELP US DADDY!" The Papyrus joined in the screaming, following his brother's lead and tugging for all he was worth on the bracelet.

Then, before Ink knew it, he was lifted by his throat. Soon, eye to eye. Multicolored eyes, enraged, stared into his. Growling sounded out, and Ink knew what he was staring at.

Papa Bear was home, and he was not happy to see his cubs threatened.

"inKY." Error growled lowly out, the hand tightening around his neck. "WhY aRE yOU hERE."

Ink limply hanged there, eyes normal for once as he just stared into Error's own enraged ones. Everything was wrong to him. Error created this house, Ink could now place the magic all around. Error made the children's clothing, their dresses. Error made and created everything there is to be in this house besides a few items.

Error, the Destroyer, created.

Error, The killer of billions, is a Father and loved his children with all he had.

Love, not LOVE.

Slowly, Ink lifted his hand and lightly put it on the one holding his throat. He didn't struggle, didn't fight. He only had one question in mind.

"Why?"

Why are you like this?

Why are you not destruction?

Why are you different?

Why are you not fighting anymore?

Why do you love and not LOVE like you are supposed to do?

Why are you like a normal Monster?

Why do you feel?

Why are you a Father?

Why, why, why, why, why?!

Error snorted, a wild grin on his face. He understood the silent questions. "iNKy, iT's nULL anD vOID."

"FaTe'S sTRIngS nO loNGER maTTEr TO mE nOW. aLL tHE ruLEs fROM bEfoRE, AlL tHE gamEs WE oncE playED, aLl thE thINGs YOu thoUGHt aRE nuLL anD voID."

-End Ask/Scenario-

Sorry if this wasn't what you wanted, but this is one of the only ways I could do it without spoilers and without it being crack.

Realistically, Error would not want to raise his kids in the Anti-VOID, so he would find a place for them to live safely. He can form things with his strings, so after some time and a whole lot of magic, he formed a house for them to live in. He could have stolen a house from a AU, but he didn't want to bring attention to himself because of the kids.

Then, there is the fact that Error would teach his kids to stay away from Ink. To call him, go to someone he said is safe, tug at the strings he gave them, and a whole of other things if they ever run into the other. There is no way Inky could just walk up and everything be fine. Error does not lie to his kids like that, he wants them safe.

In this Scenario, Error has stopped caring about how the others view him and is only doing his job so that the Multiverse doesn't crumble and die. He isn't playing by Fate's design and game anymore, he is no longer willing to play the villain, he has kids to raise now.

Of course, he thinks Inky knows about all this, making the whole things a game, when he doesn't actually actively know.

I might continue this type of scenario if someone asks for it. That or just answer asks about this type of scenario if someone wants to ask a question to them or scenario. After all, Null and Void are in the Original Multiverse in this Scenario. That's different then in HWHBB, way different.