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3rd person pov.

Ink lets out a big yawn, while opening his eyesockets. Him and Error are curled into each other, with Ink's arms wrapped around Error, with Error snuggled into Ink's chest. Not too long ago, Dream had woken up and checked on the two sleepy skeletons. He couldn't help but grab his phone and snap a picture. Then he ran downstairs. Ink looked at the sleeping skeleton curled into a ball, snuggled into Ink. Ink smiled and blushed, but was internally screaming from the cuteness. He looked at the alarm clock on his nightstand. It read 9:00 am. Ink decided to let Error rest for a little longer. Ink unwrapped himself from Error, and got out of the bed. He grabbed his usual outfit, and went to the restroom to get changed. Once he was done, he folded up his pajamas and walked back into the bedroom, and put the folded pajamas on the edge of the bed. He couldn't help but watch Error sleep for a moment. His eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic way. His breathing was soft and gentle, and he looked peaceful. Ink smiled gently at this sight. But his smile faded when he looked at the enormous bags under Error's eyes. He would need to get rid of those. Ink left his bedroom and went downstairs into the kitchen, and found Dream cooking pancakes.

"Good morning Dream!"

Ink said kind of quietly, as Error is still sleeping.

"Good morning Ink!"

Dream said in a normal voice. Ink shushed Dream.

"Error is still sleeping."

"Oops sorry! Anyways, I'm making chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast!"

"Ooh, that sounds good! When will they be ready?"

"In about 8 minutes or so."

Ink nodded and sat down at the kitchen table. Dream continued to flip the pancakes before asking Ink a question.

"Hey Ink, how did you and Error sleep?"

"... I slept good, but Error had a nightmare. He seemed really shaken from it."

Dream sighed, wearing a sad expression.

"It's because of all the trauma he's been through. It's gonna take time for him to heal."

"...yeah... I wish I could take everything I did back. He didn't deserve any of what he went through. I can't believe I was so blind and stupid! I hurt him so bad...

I looked down at the table, a frown evident on my face. Dream walks over to my side, still holding the pan that contains the pancakes. He pats my shoulder.

"But you're making up for it now, aren't you?"

True, but I still feel bad...

"Hm... I know something that'll make you feel better!"

I look up at him with a look of confusion on my face.

"Healing magic isn't just for healing wounds. It can calm a person down too and make them feel better. How about I teach you healing magic?"

I smile. That's... actually a good idea.

"Sure, that sounds good!"

"Alright, let me just finish these pancakes."

6 minutes pass, and the pancakes are done. He sets them down on the table. I reach out to grab one, but he swats my hand away.

"No. You have to learn healing magic first. If you get it, you can have breakfast."

*Ink makes a ;-; face. The squid is saddened by the lack of pancakes.

I sigh and stand up. Dream leads me to the living room. We sit down on the rug, across from each other.

"Okay, So first things first... try and concentrate on a feeling of calmness."

I close my eyes and focus on feeling calm.

"Okay, now pour magic into your hand."

I raise my hand and I can feel warm energy flowing through my hand.

"Okay, now put your hand on my shoulder. Make sure to focus on keeping the magic flowing as you do so."

I slowly move my hand to Dream's shoulder, and I let the magic seep into him. I open my eyes. I'm doing it!

"Good job Ink. Mm that feels good. Keep in mind that you can't use it for too long. Healing magic can sometimes drain you of your magic. Healing magic can also make someone... *yawn* kinda sleepy."

I remove my hand and Dream shakes his head.

"Thanks Dream!"

"No problem!"

"May I eat some pancakes now?"

"Yep! Make sure to leave some for Error."

"Actually, I think I'm gonna go wake him up now."

Dream nods and walks back into the kitchen, and I head upstairs. I walk into my room, and Error is still peacefully sleeping. I don't want to wake him up he's too cute-
NO. HE DESERVES TO EXPERIENCE THE CONSUMPTION OF THE LEGENDARY PANCAKES.

*-Ink 2020

Okay. Here goes nothing. I sit on the bed and give his skull a little rub.

"Error... it's time to wake up"

He gives a little kitten snort. IT'S TOO CUTE OMG SAVE ME.

"Error..."

I say softly, and pet his skull.

He slowly opens his eyes, and looks at me sleepily. HOLY CRAP MY CHEST HURTS SO CUTE... He lets out an adorable little yawn. I am officially dead inside.

*Ink has been killed by Error's cuteness.

"...iNk...? iS That yOu...?"

"Y-yep..."

He slowly sits up, but winces in pain from his spine. The spine that I shattered so many times. I help him to sit up. He whimpers.

"Does it hurt?"

He nods. Time to put Dream's lesson to use.

"Can you turn your back towards me?"

"w-W-wHat a-aRe yOu g-gOnNa dO?"

He seems kind of scared. Because of me. It's my fault.

"Shh, it's okay. Dream taught me how to use healing magic, and I'm gonna see if I can take the pain away, okay?"

He hesitantly nods his head. He tries to face his back to me, but is unable to due to the pain. I lift him by his waist and face his back towards me. I think of being calm, and I let the magic flow into my hands. I place my hands on his spine, and I let the magic seep into his spine. He instantly relaxes. He leans into my touch. A few minutes later, I stop.

"Does it feel better?"

He nods, looking kind of sleepy again. I chuckle.

"Do you want breakfast?"

"wHat'S a bReaKfAsT?"

Ouch.

"It's a meal that you eat in the mornings.

"oH. THaT sOuNds oKay I GuEss."

"Great!"

I help him out of the bed, and we both head downstairs. Error is slow going down the stairs. He looks kind of nervous. Has something happened to make him nervous around stairs?

"Error, are you alright?"

He seems to zone out.

"Error?"

He snaps out of it.

"hUh-oH- yEaH i'M fIne."

*Once again Ink feels the bullshit crawling on his back.

"Are you scared of the stairs?"

He looks away. I'm taking that as a yes. He is still at the top of the stairs. I walk up, pick him up bridal style and carry him down.

"y-yOu dOn'T hAvE tO-"

"I want to."

"...oK."

He says in a small, squeaky flustered voice. Cute. I carry him the rest of the way down the stairs. I somehow feel sad that ended. I'm SOULLESS, how am I able to feel? I don't want to let go of Error. I want to hold him forever. Okay that was creepy. You know what? Frick that, I'm not putting him down yet. I carry him to the kitchen table, pull out the chair with my foot and place him in the chair.

"iNk, I cAn wAlK."

He says still slightly flustered. I giggle.

"I know."

*Dream casually wiggles his bonebrows, making a ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) face. He ships them.

I sit in the seat next to Error.

"Good morning! How did you sleep Error?"

"oKay I gUeSs..."

Dream looks slightly worried.

"There are pancakes on the table!"

I grab a pancake with my fork and I slap it on my plate. I can feel Error's eyes watching me. I begin to nervously sweat. I don't think he knows what a pancake, a fork, or breakfast is. Does he even know what a plate is...?

"Hey Error..."

"hM?"

"Uh... do you know how to eat a pancake...?"

He gives me a confused expression.

"tO bE quIte hONeSt, i hAvE nO cLuE wHaT'S gOinG oN."

...Well shit.

*Ink is officially screwed.

"Uh...okay then. I'm gonna teach you how to eat a pancake."

*Error feels stupid.

"So first things first. You need to know how to hold a fork."

I scoot my chair more towards Error. Now I'm right beside him.

"wHat'S a fOrk?"

I look up at Dream who is currently videotaping this. Well he's not helping >:C

"Do you see that metal stick with the smaller pointy sticks right there?"

He picks up the fork.

"tHis THing?"

"Yep! That's a fork!"

He blinks owlishly at the fork.

"wHat A wEird nAmE FOr a mETal sTIck."

"Pfft- I know. Okay, so do you know what to do with the fork?"

"hMmm... iT lOoKs lIkE a kNife... aM I sUpPosEd tO sTab sOmeOne oR sOmEtHinG wIth It?"

"UHH..."

Dream and I coughed and choked.

"N-no... well sort of... you stab the pancake, not a person...!"

"oH."

I gave a nervous laugh.

"Soo, take the fork and stab the pancake. Make sure to use the four tiny sticks though."

He reaches his arm over with the fork, and stabs the pancake.

"wHat nOW?¿"

"Now, lift your arm and move the pancake onto your plate."

He moves his arm gently, shifts his arm to the plate and places the pancake down.

"Good! You just used a fork and put a pancake on your plate!"

Dream cheered, and Error looked content with his achievement. I smile.

"sO... wHAt nOw?"

"Okay, so pick up the knife."

He does as I say.

"Okay, now I'll help you with this part since I have no clue how to explain this."

I move his fingers into a better position around the knife. And it's a butter knife you psychopaths. Then, I guide his hand to the pancake and I help him cut it. I move his wrist back and forth.

"Okay, now try it on your own!"

He cuts the pancake in half, then in a quarter.

"Great! Now, stab a piece with your fork."

He stabs the pancake with his fork.

"Now, put the pancake into your mouth with the fork but don't eat the fork."

"oKay...?"

He puts the pancake in his mouth and removes the fork.

"Now kinda move your jaw up and down... yeah like that! That's called chewing."

It seems he knows what to do now. He swallows it, and his eyes turn into glitchy little stars and his expression lights.

"whoa..."

Huh?!- His voice wasn't glitchy! He looks so happy~!

*Ink is trying not to squeal.

*Error is amazed by the pancake and the chocolate chips.

*Dream is still capturing this precious moment on camera.

Error begins to shovel more pancakes into his mouth.

"Whoa-whoa- slow down there buddy- hahaha-!"

*They are all happy. Unlike a certain skeleton who is in the final battle.