Ink quietly knocked on the door, his breathing slightly uneasy. PJ looked back at Fresh, as he tightened his grip on Fresh's hand. He gave Fresh a determined nod, and Fresh returned it with his own nod.

As someone slowly opened the door, it caught all of them off guard, escpecially PJ and Fresh.

"I-Ink..? Is that you..?" The shaky voice of the skeleton standing in the doorway whispered. He then looked behind him into the empty, quiet house, his expression changed from scared and fearful, to excited and hopeful. "Its Ink! It's really Ink! We're saved!" Suddenly, the quiet house transformed into a lively, energetic building, as it slowly filled with cheers and yells.

"Uh.. how many people are inside? And who the hell are you?" Ink asked. "And were's Dream?!" Ink was a little more concerned now. He was definitely not expecting a skeleton, almost identical to classic, but had his light grey hood over his head and had red and purple pupils, to be answering the door instead of Dream. Or anyone instead of Dream, for that matter.

"Oh, right, I forgot we've never fought, Nightmare kept saying I was too weak or something like that. I'm Dust, one of the Dark Sanses members. But-" Dust tried to continue, but Ink instantly whipped out his giant paintbrush, entering a battle stance the moment he heard the two words, "Dark Sanses." Ink moved his foot a little to the side, blocking Dust's veiw from the children behind them.

"Where is Dream." Ink firmly questioned, gripping his brush tighter, preparing for attack.

"Woah, woah, Ink, hold on.." Dust held his hands out in front of him, trying to stop Ink from making any moves. "We aren't here for an attack.."

"Where. Is. Dream." Ink's voice was demanding, it could send chills down anyone's spine. The small skeletons behind him took a couple steps back, concious of Inks pose and tone.

"Ink, please, listen! We are the only survivors from Error's attack at the mansion, we mean no harm.. we'd even help fight off Error..! Dream is just with Cross. Everyth-" Before Dust could finish, Ink rammed him with the back of his paintbrush, sending Dust flying backwards, hitting the wall behind him with a loud thud.

"D-Daddy!" PJ yelled from behind the inraged rainbow skeleton, running up and grabbing Ink's arm in attempt to stop him. His attempts failed miserably, as Ink flicked his arm back, causing PJ to fall onto his back on the patio.

"Jammy!" Fresh leaned down to PJ, putting his hand on Jammy's chest. "Jam, you ok bro..?" (I just realized I haven't been in Fresh's language the whole time :V)

"And dont you DARE touch my Jammy again!" Ink growled, Fresh instantly backed up, scared of what Ink was planning.

Ink looked around his surroundings, looked at the scared children, at the harmed skeleton leaned against the wall, "Oh.. Oh my god..! I-I didnt mean to..!-"

"Ink..?"

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I tried a cliffhanger ;-; also my vacation is over =w="

I hope you guys had a good New Years, and sorry again for the short chapter :V