CHAPTER 72
??? pov
It's been nearly 2 weeks since Ink's last meeting. He hasn't created anything. Nothing has been destroyed by Error. Something is going on. I know it. Error must've done something to Ink. Or... is it the other way around? I don't know. Come to think of it... Dream, Blueberry, Red, Sci, Alter, Classic, Stretch, Nightmare and Dust haven't been around either lately... Nightmare's gang hasn't caused any chaos. The multiverse... is oddly silent.
BUT NOT FOR LONG!! I'M GONNA RUIN IT WITH COFFEE!!
"*SLUUUUURRRRRRPPPP-*"
"AGH SHUT UP SANS!"
Papyrus yells from the kitchen. I snicker.
"Aw cmon Paps, I'm just ESPRESSO'ing my love for coffee. No need to get all STEAMED UP!"
"NYYEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!!"
I start laughing. HARD. I can't breathe. I'm dying. Oh wait. I am death. Ha.
Another ??? pov. Not the same person as the one above though.
Ink's last meeting was around 9 days ago. It took place after we all ganged up on Error and tried to take him down once and for all. Call me crazy, but I could've sworn Error was holding back with his attacks. He barely hurt anyone. Well, the copies... are a different story. I'm currently laying on my mattress in my room, listening to hip-hop music. I'd get up and start dancing, but... I'm not really feeling it. Something is going on. I know it. Dream, Blue, Classic, Alter, Red, Sci, Nightmare, Dust, Stretch and a few others wouldn't just go missing for no reason. And Outer... he's been acting... strange. I met up with him in Outertale three days ago at Grillby's. I asked him how he was. He said he was good, but... he didn't look great. He had these HUGE bags under his eyes, and he seemed stressed. So, I asked him if everything is okay. He nodded his head, but... he looked kind of dead. I decided to change the topic and asked him if he's heard from Ink, or seen Error, or anyone that's gone missing... he choked on his ketchup. Something must have happened. I want to figure this out. I won't be able to feel the rhythm of the multiverse pulsing in my SOUL if I don't do something NOW. No rhythm, no dance, no life.
Yet another ??? pov
I blow another puff of smoke from my cigar. I walk up and down the alleyway, almost pacing in a sense. I adjust my fedora, which was beginning to slip off my skull. Over the past 9 days, there has been no sign of Ink. The last thing we heard from Ink... was to be nice to Error if anyone saw him. Knowing Ink, he definitely would've gone after Error with the Sanses he pulled out of the meeting. What happened to them...? Error... just what did you do to them...?
Okay, last ??? pov I swear!
I fly around the ceiling of the Underground, trying to clear my head. I'm honestly quite stressed out. Where has Ink been? Did Error do something to him? Where has Dream and Blueberry been? Why hasn't Nightmare's gang caused any trouble lately? For some reason my goggles start to fog up, making it hard to see where I'm going. I stop moving forward and flap my wings a bit quicker, giving me time to un-fog my goggles. I continue to fly around the entire Underground. What happened to all those other Sanses? Error must have something to do with this.
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