Ink's pov

"THE GLITCH-BITCH HAS BEEN FOUND!"

That better not be who I think it is. WHA- NIGHTMARE?!

"There you are, Error! Wait... what..."

He looks... confused...? And he seems quite harmless for some weird reason. He seemed to take everything in, with the other bad Sanses looking confused as well.

"The frack is going on?"

I regain my composure.

"Okay first of all... why are you even here?"

"Uhhhh... we were hungry?"

*I feel the bullshit crawling on my back.

"Okay fine. We want Error. Now."

I'm not so sure if I can trust Nightmare, but part of me says it's okay... Nightmare isn't as bad as we think... maybe I should try seeing him from a new perspective?

"Brother... why do you want Error?"

Hm, smart question Dream. Why do they want Error anyway?

"First off, we don't trust him with you! Do you have ANY clue about how much pain you've put him through? Secondly, he's better off with us, and third of all, he is a part of us."

...

"Don't you know that we're trying to fix this? I regret everything I did to Error! I just want a chance to make this right!"

Silence.

"How do we know you're not plotting anything huh?!"

"Didn't I give you enough reason?!"

Dusttale Sans scoffs.

"Nah, we're not handing Error over to the likes of you, you edgy rainbow paintbrush!"

Worst. Insult. Ever. I honestly thought Dust was badass, buuut I guess not.

"Come on, we just want to help him! Is that so bad?!"

"By help, do you mean give Error more injuries?! As far as I know, he has WAY too many! And majority are from you!"

Ow. I felt that one.

"Says the one who has tried to kill Error many times, not to mention you just use him for his negativity! Are you really even TRYING?!"

A look of shock and hurt cross his face. I hit a bruise.

"Well, how many times have YOU tried to kill Error huh?! Do you have ANY idea how much pain your pathetic creations put Error through?!"

He starts to get goopy. The Sanses in his gang back away a little.

"I know what they did! That's why I'm gonna stop creating! I want to make it up to Error! Are YOU even trying to make anything better?! Imagine how paranoid Error must be because of you!"

"He's paranoid because of YOU!"

"No, he's paranoid because of YOU!"

His tendrils spring out, and I grab broomie.

"ŠTØP!"