Ship: Pray/ Palette x Cray

Multiverse: ??? (Antivoid counts, rite?)

 
                      "OH! GREAT! LOOK AT THIS PALETTE, WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!" Cray said sarcastically, looking at the smaller skeleton who glared right back at him. Where were they? The Anti-void, the ship children decided to see who and why they were hurting their Dunkle Error.

The Ship children, error found them by accident and took it upon himself to raise them. Ship children are kids of so and so. They are formed for If's. If blank and blank did have kids, this is what they'll look like. They were all created in an Antivoid, not error's of course. Error happened to find them and tried to destroy as much Aus that he can to spend time with them.

And help them grow, gave food, and even have clothes. When he first met them, you could say he was shocked. To see some kids' codes say he was their mother, and it kinda gave him a heart attack when he met Paperjam and Gradient. But overall, he loved and cared for them as his own.

Anyways, they wanted to know who was hurting their dear caretaker. And so, Cray and Palette was chosen for the job. Let's just say... they don't quite get along, at all. "Well, YOU wanted to help him out didn't you?! Why the HELL are you blaming me for!"
Palette yelled.

They 'hmpf' and looked opposite ways crossing their arms childishly. "Well, if we're gonna find him, I'm going to lead!" Cray said indignantly. "Why do you get to lead! I'm leading you asshole!" Palette glared at the taller. Cray looked him down and snickered, realizing their size difference. Palette threw an Icy glare toward the the taller, internally screaming it wasn't fair.

"Fine! You lead yourself! I'm going my own way!" Cray flinched and snapped his head towards the smaller. "What?! Are you crazy?! What if you get lost?!-" Cray's hand flew to his mouth, what? Why was he saying that? Palette seemed to realize his choice in words and looked at Cray shocked. "I- I mean! If you get lost, I'm going to be the one to get scolded! I don't give a damn if you get lost or not! Piece of shit!"

Oh that was the last straw. "O- Oh yeah? Well- Who gives a crap about your bullshit! I don't even need your help! Jus- just- go the hell away!" Palette teleported to the other side of the antivoid, far away from Cray as possible. Tears stinged his eyesockets as he crouched to the ground and cried. It almost sounded like he wasn't needed, that he was a waste of time.

He didn't like the feeling of being unwanted, afraid, scared, lonely.
Who would? He was afraid of being rejected, and Cray saying it to his face, was almost the same thing as the others and error saying it as well! Through his tears, he heard a faint swirling sound.

Cray didn't know what was happening until palette disappeared from his sight, why did he look, so broken...? Cray shook his head, no! He wasn't supposed to care! He doesn't right? No, it- why? Why did he wanted to reach out to him? Help him get out of his dark mind? Get away from all the pain?

Cray looked down in thought before seeing a hint of color in th e pitch white of the antivoid, blue, blue strings, he lit up and turned around quickly, ready to tell palette th at he found their guardian, but the sudden faltered as he remembered that palette wasn't there, that he ran off. Looking as if on the verge of tears.

Cray shaked his head and continued onwards towards the colors until his feet came to a sudden stop. Swirling, faint swirling and sounds of sucking.(nu, not dat-) he started running back to where he sensed palette's magic. He's heard stories about the Anti void, error's antivoid was nothing like theirs, this was the very first one, the first one known to existence.

Cray knew, but he never thought of it until now. The Antivoid can access the Void. And he doesn't want to know what kind of things it could do to palette. His breathing hitched, eyesockets widening, eyelights shrinking. He looked at palette, who was standing at the edge of the swirling black and purple blackhole that'd give you a one way ticket to the void.

The place where one goes to be ripped apart over and over again. Only for their very existence to erase as others who once knew them will have holes in their memories. As if they never existed.
Cray nervously, yet slowly started heading to palette, with a trembling voice, he wanted the other to be safe. "P- palette? S- step away from the hole-" Cray's voice got caught on his throat as he saw palette turned around.

A dark shadow casting over his face made possible with his hat. He looked at Cray blankly, eyelights were unfocused, as if he couldn't see anything at all, nor know what was going on. "Oh... of course, silly me. Why would he be here...? He'd only be a problem after all..." palette turned back to the hole and to Cray's horror, he smiled as translucent tears dripped down.

"Perfect." He leaped, closing his eyes ready to face the cold void until someone grabbed his hand, leaving him to dangle above the hole. He opened his eyes in shock as he looked up to see Cray, looking at him with a desperate expression, he looked like he ran miles to get here, which he probably did. Time, and how vast the space is, is unpredictable.

Cray looked at him and grit his teeth when he saw the surprised expression. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" He shouted causing palette to flinch and looked up to cray with tearful eyes that made Cray's soul ache. "Let me go! Why are you e- even h- here...? Just leave me the hell alone and let go!" Palette pleaded, voice cracking as he tried to choke out the words so the other can just kill him already.

Cray looked at him with fierce eyes causing palette to cower. He grit his teeth and used all his strength on his left hand screamed. "HELL NO!" He swung palette and grabbed him, carrying him bridal style and huffed stubbornly. "Your not dying on my watch, idiot..." he said with fierce anger flaring inside of him. Palette was at a lost of words. "Wh- why...? Why help me...?" He chocked out.

"Because nothing not even yourself, hurts what's mine..." palette blushed a vibrant green, that was something he wasn't expecting from the other at all! He expected atleast some scolding, or a lecture on how he shouldn't be such an idiot! He sputtered questions on what Cray could possibly meant.

"Y- yours? Y- you meant that in a friendly way? Or- did-- did you mean...?-" Cray looked at Palette deadly in the eyes. "I meant that your mine, Palette Roller."

Error finally found the kids frantically after PJ and the others told him that Palette and Cray was off to come to make sure he was okay. Error sighed, he should've atleast been more vague- His eyelights snapped to the sight he was seeing. Cray and Palette, the dynamic duo that fought for days and days on end.

That absolutely despises and hates eachother, hell they can't even stand each other's presence! But, looking at this sight, no one would ever think they ever gotten in a fight! Palette was being held Cray's arms, a vibrant glowing green emitted from his covered face as Cray whispered sweet nothings to him.

Error stealthily pulled out a phone, snapped a quick picture, and sent it to the other Ship Children as they saw it and squealed in delight. Gothster finally got together.

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Ah ha~! 2 stories in one day! Some stories I may actually get into so some will be long such as this, others will be short.

Some chapters will be adoptable if you ask and I may or may not give permission. So please don't take it as me being mean to you.

I try not to.

Oki BIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-!

P.S. was this rushed? >~<