Destiny's pov

I watched Dream and Cross discuss where they're going to live. I wasn't expecting Dream to say he won't be living with Nightmares and Cross.

Dream wants to be with Outer.

Perfect, everything is falling into place. But now is for the next stage...

The meeting with the council about Error.

Ink's pov

Error and eventually said our goodbyes, and we left with Dream and Nightmare. All four of us arrived at our house, and we walked in. Dream lead Nightmare to a guest bedroom, and I took Error upstairs.

Him and I need to have an important discussion.

We both sat down on my bed. He yawned and stretched. I took a deep breath in. Here goes nothing.

"Hey Error?"

"yEaH?"

"...We need to talk."

He looked a little nervous.

"...oH? WhAt'S uP?"

"Well... you see... I need to make a council meeting with all the Sanses about everything that's happened. I don't want anyone to hurt you for MY stupid mistakes anymore. I'll have you know... when I tell them... there could be many outcomes. Some may still hate you. Some will probably hate me."

Error's breath seemed to be caught in his throat.

"I don't want to keep them waiting any longer. I'm planning on having the meeting either tomorrow or the day after. I know that we just found our peace and happiness together. However... they all deserve to know what's going on. After all... they may have listened to my orders to attack you whenever they could... but in the end... we ALL hurt you. I'm not the only one to blame. Besides... I never told Reaper to chop your head off with his scythe..."

Error shivered violently at the memory.

"Oh- sorry Error. I just... *sigh* I think you get it. I just want EVERYONE to be happy. But we're not going to have that if we leave them in the dark. Now, here's the hardest part. I was wondering if maybe... you could attend the meeting too. But, you don't have to. I can probably deal with it on my own."

Except... after I confess everything...

Nobody's ever gonna see me the same way ever again. But I'm willing to give that all up for Error's sake.

"iNk... i...*sIgH* I uNdErsTaNd. i sUpPorT yOur dEcIsIon. aS fOr aTtenDinG tHe mEeTinG... I'Ll tHinK aBouT iT."

I smiled at him.

"Thanks glitchy."

We both hugged.

"nO pRoBlEm iNkY."

Inky... that rung a bell. Have I... have I heard that somewhere before...?

sOo, I sEe yOu hAvEn'T BEen crEAtInG aS mUcH lATeLy, INkY~

WHaT'S tHe mAtTer? yA goT ARTISTS BLOCK oR sOmEThiN'?

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Error's never said that to me before... so why does it feel so familiar?

"iNk sNaP oUt oF iT!"

"Wha-?!"

"yOu sCaRed mE... *sIgH* aRe yOu aLrIghT? yOu wErE sPacEd oUt!"

"Oh... yeah. Sorry, just had an episode of book two spoilers."

"uM... oKAy...? sHalL wE Go tO sLeEp?"

"You can. I need... to do something."

"alRiGht... cOmE jOin mE sOon okAy?"

"I will!"

He slid under the covers and curled up his body into a ball. He's so cute. I pulled out my sketchbook and flipped to the page I was working on when Error was in the hospital, and began to sketch. I need to wait until he's asleep. Then I'll have more material to convince the council of his innocence.

This drawing is of Error. Obviously. And it's going to be beautiful. Almost as beautiful as him. I grabbed a thick pencil and made a layer over the sketch. Now I know where to colour everything. I took a thin-tip sharpie and outlined his body. Then I grabbed my markers and-... oh. He's already asleep. I place my art supplies off to the side and grab my phone from my pocket. I slowly creep to the other side of the bed where Error is faced. I take a picture of his sleeping form. If the council sees this, they'll see how cute he really is. I yawn. I walk back over to my side of the bed, put my phone on the charger, and put my art supplies away. I then crawled into the bed and wrapped my arms around the glitchy skeleton. I soon drifted off into a dreamless sleep.