Tis be the day of Ink sans >:)))))))

As you probably know already it is Ink's birthday so to show my appreciation to the sans I have created this wonderful chapter :)
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Ink sighed and flopped onto the couch. He grabbed a remote and turned the TV on as he began to flip through channels. He decided to settle on Hells Kitchen, he did like Gordon Ramsay after all.


Ink watched Gordon yell at adults who made mistakes while eating his ramen. Ink honestly thought that him and Gordon would get along. Ink grinned happily and swallowed some noodles, maybe this birthday would be swell.


Ink internally groaned hearing a crash from upstairs. Being the being he is, he didn't give a shit, so he stayed on the couch watching TV. Ink then watched to see Blue scurrying down the stairs.


Ink smirked, "What's the matter Blue? You going on a date with Dust? Don't do anything too serious or I'll have to come pick you up!"


Blue's face instantly lit up blue as Ink said that. He whipped around and began to shake his head nervously, "n-no Ink! Why would I do that in the f-first place!?"


Ink sighed and let Blue do whatever the hell he was doing before. Ink ate some more noodles and stared back at the TV. Dream then tiredly walked down the stairs, he rubbed his eyes occasionally trying to wake himself up.


Being Ink, Ink spoke with intentions to fluster, "What's got you tired Dream? Did Killer pay you a late night visit again?"


Dream's cheeks lightly tinted gold, unlike Blue who's whole face turned blue. Ink frowned, this isn't what he hoped for but something was better than nothing. He also had to give Dream credit for having strong emotional maturity.


Dream sighed and shook his head in denial, "no Ink. He dosen't even do that anyway, I'm just really tired. I had trouble sleeping last night."


Ink shrugged and went back to watching Gordon Ramsay. He would occasionally check the kitchen because Blue and Dream were making quite a ruckus in there. Deciding it was nothing Ink shoved more noodles in his mouth.


Ink grew furious as someone turned off the television, "Alright which cunt decided to turn off Gordon Ramsay?" Ink turned to see Error sitting next to him, "tHiS cUnT dUmBaSs." Ink frowned and reached for the remote. Error slapped his hand away. Ink screeched and struggled to get the remote, "give me the remote!"


Error laughed, "nO." Ink whined, "but why noootttt???? Its my birthdayyyy!" Error gave him a look, "aNd YoU tHiNk I gIvE a FuCk?" Ink finally stopped struggling and crossed his arms. Ink, like the three year old immature bitch he is, stuck his tounge out at Error, "your mean!" Error smirked, "yOu ObViOuSlY dOnT tHiNk ThAt."


Ink's face flushed rainbow, "and what is that supposed to mean!?" Error held up a sketchbook, "dO yOu WaNt Me To CoNtInUe Or WiLl YoU sHuT uP aNd AgReE?" Ink immediately tried to get the sketchbook from Error's hands. Error found it amusing and summoned a portal from underneath Ink.


Ink fell through and landed on his bottom. Error gracefully landed next to him. Ink frowned and stood up, "why are we here?" Cross appeared from the kitchen and looked at Ink. Cross choked on his water and walked back into the kitchen.


Killer appeared in the kitchen doorway and smirked, "why'd you bring him so early? You two should've fucked or something before coming here."


Ink spoke with intentions to kill, "oh really? I call top then." Error shoved Ink aside and walked over to Killer, "iN yOuR dReAmS sHoRt StAcK." Ink walked to Error, "I'm friends with Dream, it can happen."


Killer looked unamused, "he wouldn't do that for you and you know it." Ink looked over at Killer grinning, "yeah your right his sexual wishes are with you."


Upon hearing that the overprotective brother octopus shoved Killer out of the doorway causing Ink, Error, and Killer to all tumble to the ground, "if I hear that again none of you will be having sexual wishes because you'll be dead."


Cross walked out behind Nightmare licking icing off his fingers, "they were just joking Nighty, no need to be so mean." There was a snort from the kitchen, "ha! Like that's ever going to happen!" Nightmare turned and yelled into the kitchen, "Dust if you don't shut the fuck up your never seeing your precious Blue again!"


There was a quiet wheezing laughter from Horror, who was in the kitchen with Dust. Ink stood and brushed himself off, "alright which one of you bitches thought it was a good idea to bring me here!?" Fingers pointed at Error and Cross. Cross smiled at Ink, "what? Blue and Dream were in on it too, actually they should be here soon."


As if one cue a portal opened as Blue and Dream walked through. Dream shrieked upon seeing Ink, "uhhh your not supposed to be here yet!" Ink propped his hands on his hips, "well too bad cause I'm here fuckers!" Ink was bitch slapped by a tentacle.


Ink rubbed his cheek and glared at Nightmare who glared back. Cross sighed and waved Dream and Blue over to the kitchen. Dream and Blue walked over and dissapeared.


Nightmare stood guard not letting anyone enter or leave the kitchen, except Cross. Ink sighed and sat on the ground, "this is so boring! I was having perfectly good time watching Gordon Ramsay!" Nightmare narrowed his eye, "shut the fuck up will ya? I doubt anyone gives two shits about your damn love affair with Gordon Ramsay!"


Error seemed to be offended by that statement. Killer laughed at him, as he always did, and dodged the tentacle that shot at him. Dream walked out of the kitchen now that Nightmare had been distracted, "anyone ready for cake!?"


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Ink sat with his arms crossed staring at the colorful cake on the colorful plate. Dream stared at him werily, "are you ok Ink?"


Ink frowned, "everything looks fucking disgusting. Wheres Gordon Ramsay when you need him!?"


Dream looked hurt. Error groaned and set his fork down, "aLrIgHt WhO tHe FuCk ThOuGhT iT wAs A gOoD iDeA tO gIvE hIm HiS rEd ViAl!?"
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Oopsies- I had a bit too much fun writing this :))))))))))





If you couldn't tell I love both Ink sans and Gordon Ramsay so why not include both?










Ink is my favorite by the way not like it matters but I won't be doing anything for the others like this-










*coughs*

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