3rd person pov

Ink got off the table, staring at the two with white pinpricks. He seemed... emotionless, but all his vials looked like they had been sipped out of... no, that's wrong. They looked full. Ink had only taken tiny little sips out of them.

Dream and Blue felt a shiver go down their spines. Emotionally numb Ink was creepy.

One time, Ink forgot to take them and he was bored. So, he re-arranged all the bones in his body so his head was somehow attached to his pelvis, his legs and his arms swapped places, and his spine was backwards. Blue and Dream were traumatized, and had no clue how the fuck Ink did that to himself.

"Blue. Remember how Error told you he felt something building up inside him?"

Ink said in a monotonous voice. Blue nodded slowly, feeling nervous. Dream felt his nervousness, and moved closer to Blue, taking his hand and holding it. He gave Blue's hand a reassuring squeeze, and Blue gave Dream a shaky, but thankful smile.

"Well, he was in a lot of pain suddenly, and so I took him to Sci's lab. Sci and I removed Error's restraints, and I think he exploded. But there was no dust. No trace of Error, he was just gone."

Blue and Dream gasped, but Dream seemed to be more composed than Blue at the moment, who was visibly sweating.

"He might still be out there. Let me see if I can somehow tap into his emotions..."

Dream closed his sockets, going completely still. Blue and Ink watched him, well... Ink was kind of just staring at Dream. Very intensely.

Dream entered the mindscape of feelings, with the destroyer in mind. He floated over to a glowing ball that was almost at the top of the realm.

How did Dream know what to look for? While Error was here, he memorized Error's emotional spectrum, what it looks like, and how to find it. It wasn't hard for Dream, because everything about Error practically radiates "Destruction", "Ow fuck I'm in emotional p a i n ", "Hard on the outside but very soft on the inside", "I'm an insane, edgy fuck", "I'm lonely and dying please just shut up and cuddle me" and "Angry kitten".

Dream touched the glowing ball, and shivered. Error was not happy right now, but he's alive. Now if only he could just pinpoint the exact location of the feelings and Error himself...

"AGH!"

Dream cried out as he tried to link the feelings to a location, but something stung him. He tried again, and a little black wasp came and stung Dream again. Wait a second... does that wasp have Weeby's face on it-?

Beeeeeeep-

Dream cried out as he tried to link the feelings to a location, but something sent an electric volt through his body, and it was painful. Dream tried again, and was only met with the same shock.

Dream could almost hear Error's feelings, somehow. The sadness sounded like a dying audio, like an alarm that's pitch and sound was going flat, along with the occasional glitch.

Desperate shaking snapped Dream out of it.

"DREAM, PLEASE! SNAP OUT OF IT, YOU'RE HURTING YOURSELF!"

Dream opened his eyes, and saw that he was on the ground, on his knees. Blue had his hand on his shoulder, looking at Dream with big, sad, pleading eyelights.

"Wha...?"

Ink was still. He looked at Dream with such an intense face, it made Dream shudder. Blue helped Dream to his feet.

"Did you find him?"

Ink asked, voice flat. Dream looked at Ink.

'...Poor Ink. He doesn't seem to be taking this very well...'

"Almost... I managed to pinpoint his location between Swapfell and Horrortale... it's in a more negative side of the multiverse, that's for sure."

Ink nodded.

"Okay. I'll be in the doodlesphere if you need me."

"INK WAIT-!"

Ink vanished. Blue sighed. Dream looked sad.

"OH STARS... MWEHHHHHH..."

Blue deflated a little. Pfffft he's a balloon-

"This is bad... we have to do something, Blue!"

Dream said, grabbing Blue by the shoulders.

"...I THINK I HAVE AN IDEA."

Blue's face grew serious. Dream looked at Blue with intense curiosity. Whenever Blue got serious... shit was about to go down.

Blue grabbed Dream's hand.

"WE'RE GOING TO SEE HORROR AND DUST."

Before Dream could say anything, Blue had teleported them directly into the cell that contained the cannibal and the serial killer.

Ink's pov

Thousands of AU's... little pieces of paper... how am I supposed to find Nightmare's hideout like this? I need Error back... but why? I forgot. I can never seem to remember anything.

Oh, that's right. I need Error back because he'll destroy these AU's... but it doesn't matter, does it? They're all just little pieces of code and script anyway.

But... even if this is all so meaningless, why do I still want him? Why is he all that matters? I need to find him. He's doing this to me from afar, making me feel weird!

Or is that Nightmare's fault? Yeah, it's probably his fault. Maybe I'll beat his ass later or something, I don't know. Either way, he needs to pay. His ass is getting whooped.

Poof!

"Yooooo! What's up my bro?"

I turn around, and there's the 90's parasite. He has that usual grin on his face, and his glasses read "SUP?"

"Hello, Fresh."

"Want a Furby?"

"No."

"Okay."

We both fall silent, but Fresh breaks the silence moments later.

"I heard that glitchy-bro was taken."

I would've felt shocked, had I taken my vials. But I didn't. I still feel empty inside, but... not quite. I wonder how he know- no, that's a dumb question. Fresh always knows what's going on. He's always got the latest tea.

"Is that so?"

"First you took him, and then Nightmare stole him. Why?"

Fresh asked me, with that goofy smile fading a little. Weirdo.

"I took him because he was killing everyone and everything. I took him to protect the AU's. I don't know why Nightmare took Error, but I can only assume Nightmare's going to use him for something evil."

Fresh nodded with a hum.

"And you're tryin' to find Error-dawg?"

Fresh asked me, his glasses displaying three question marks. I want glasses like that. Lucky Fresh.

"Yes."

The question marks on Fresh's glasses now displayed "RAD". Fresh chuckled, his smile widening again.

"Heh. Well, good luck with that. I don't think Nightmare will be willing to give glitchy-brah up so easily. He's always got something up his slimy sleeve."

Fresh cringed, his glasses now reading "EW."

POOF!

And Fresh left. Okay then. Wait a minute... does Fresh know where Error is? Damn it, I should've asked... then again, I don't think he would've told me. At least, not without something in return.

Well, it's too late now.

...

What was I doing again?

Blue's pov

Dream and I barge into Dust and Horror's cell, quickly closing the door behind us.

Horror and Dust jolt, their bodies tensing up.

"W-what do you want?!"

Horror stammers, pressing his body against Dust. Dust moves in front of him in a protective manner manner manner manner manner manner manner manner. Why did I type manner so many times? I'm a little cracked out ath the moment.

"SO, YOUR BOSS HAS ERROR NOW."

I said to them, and they narrowed their eyesockets at me and Dream. Dream looks confused, but he's going along with it.

Crack cracj cracj craxk crack yeahhh

*Weeby runs into the wall*

"So what?!"

Dust gwolqms atvmw. Ruhf!
Oops, I meant to type:
Dust growls at me. Rude!

"WERE YOU AWARE THAT NIGHTMARE WAS GOING TO DO THIS?"

I ask, and Horror scoffs.

"Why should we tell YOU anything?!"

Okay, so that's how it is. It looks like I'm going to have to use my secret weapon...

Bribing Horror with chicken.

"I'll give you chicken if you tell me."

I said calmly, ignoring the fact that the stupid author just typed my fucking dialogue in fucking LOWERCASE-!

"WAIT REALLY?! CHICKEN?!?!?!"

Horror screeches, scaring the shit out of Dust. Dream looks assured that everything is fine now.

"YEAH! CHICKEN!"

Horror whoops, pumping his fists in the air.

"WOOOO! I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING I KNOW, JUST GIVE ME THE DAMN CHICKENNNNN!"

One cooked chicken, coning right up!