WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH THIS PLACE

(LAUGHING AND GLITCHED SCREAMING SOUNDING)

Great. Stuck in this dumb place…Error squirmed in the chains. How had he gotten out of Canvas’s chains before?? He growled looking up at the papers scattered around. “Stuck in this place and I can’t destroy a single world. Figures Canvas would do this….” Error looks around, “Curse this god damn place, Curse Canvas, Curse every fucking thing! I HATE IT, LET ME GO!” he screamed as he pulled against his bounds. he looked all around trying to find a way to escape putting a plan together in his head… well trying. Errors eyes fall onto a pin on the floor, Thats it that might be just the thing. Error grinned. “Perfect.” He chuckled. After a few minutes, the pink chains fell off, dissipating into paint again. “Eugh. Damn squid…” He grumbled. He looked around. “Alright, I’d better go after that asshole. With that weird time guy running around, shits gonna get weird…can’t let things end up like that one time with that x bitch.” Error huffed. “OK so he said he was going to see dream boy right? Eugh how the hell am I supposed to follow him to that…?” The glitched skeleton waved a hand, opening a portal. On the other side was his home, the antivoid. He walked in flopping on his couch to think. “Guess I’ll focus on clocky. While inkstain runs around like a doggo with its head cut off…” He grumbled, leaning back and closing his sockets. “My my my…the destroyer of worlds looks worn out~” Error jerked up with a growl. Standing behind him with a cocky grin was a purple hooded skeleton. Error readied his strings. “WHAT THE FUCK, TAROT YOU ASSHOLE!” Error snarled. Tarot giggled putting his hood down. He walked forward a bit, the chain from his neck shackle jingling. “Aww was I supposed to knock first?” Another growl. Tarot sighed rolling his eyes. “Ugh, your no fun when you just keep growling at me.” Tarot pouted, walking to errors other shoulder. “At least canvas has more entertaining reactions. And he’s soulless. Which is amusing to say the least.” Error pushed the odd skeleton away. “What do you WANT you damn fourtune teller?” Tarot smiled holding up an odd card. “What fucking–I DONT GET YOUR STUPID CARDS ASSHOLE!” Tarot snickered, glad he finally got the reaction he was hoping for. He turned the card around, words in clear sight. ‘The Heirophant.’ “The Heirophant?” Error asked. “It is the card that represents your new clock friend.” Tarot hummed, making the card dissapear in a flash of yellowish purple flames. “It’s A card of tradition and safekeeping the past. I know where to find him. Check underfell. It’s also where canvas will be going next, once dream figures it out as well.” Tarot hummed. Error eyed the seer warily. “What’s in it for you?” He asked. Tarot’s expression turned into one of deviousness. “Entertainment. Though I should warn you….making emotions with anger isn’t always the best.” He winked then threw a card to his right. A portal suddenly opened. “Toodles glitch boy!” He giggled. Error thought about chasing after tarot but brushed it aside. Underfell? Error sighed and opened a glitch portal, thankfully landing out of sight. Or so he thought. “Back again glitchbitch? Thought paint boy swatted you off from here.” The black skeleton turned around to see an angry red eyed skeleton in a red and black striped fuzzy hoodie and gold tooth with a bit of an overbite. “Shut the fuck up Thorn I’m not here for your bullshit.” Error hissed, pulling out his strings in case the other got the idea of attacking him. “I’m just here for some blue coated Lil freak who likes clocks.” He wanted so bad to wring that little twerps neckbone….but why was he in such a rush…? “Oh him. Yeah he’s here. He’s asking everyone a bunch of shit.” “Where?” “Back that w–” Error dashed past thorn before the other skeleton could finish. “YOUR FUCKING WELCOME YOU DICKBAG!!!” Thorn yelled after him. When he was out of sight he huffed and was about to head in the same direction when another portal opened. “Oh great…” Thorn grumbled. “Which fucking multiworld freak is it now???” He turned around to see canvas and dream. “Oh its just you two.” Thorn said. “Better than glitch dick…” Canvas blinked surprised. “Error’s here??? But I had him chained back up in the doodlesphere…” “Is the doodlesphere messy again?” Dream asked. Canvas grimaced. “Eheh…yeaaahh….” The rainbow skeleton laughed sheepishly. “Then he escaped canny.” Canvas groaned, then pulled out broomie. “Well then let’s go find him!” Canvas declared. Dream hummed in thought. “My question is ho–” dream was cut off when a large explosion and screaming sounded. “Shit!!” Thorn cussed and started running. Canvas looked at dream, both running after thorn.

Great. Stuck in this dumb place…Error squirmed in the chains. How had he gotten out of Canvas’s chains before?? He growled looking up at the papers scattered around. “Stuck in this place and I can’t destroy a single world. Figures Canvas would do this….” Error looks around, “Curse this god damn place, Curse Canvas, Curse every fucking thing! I HATE IT, LET ME GO!” he screamed as he pulled against his bounds. he looked all around trying to find a way to escape putting a plan together in his head… well trying. Errors eyes fall onto a pin on the floor, Thats it that might be just the thing. Error grinned. “Perfect.” He chuckled. After a few minutes, the pink chains fell off, dissipating into paint again. “Eugh. Damn squid…” He grumbled. He looked around. “Alright, I’d better go after that asshole. With that weird time guy running around, shits gonna get weird…can’t let things end up like that one time with that x bitch.” Error huffed. “OK so he said he was going to see dream boy right? Eugh how the hell am I supposed to follow him to that…?” The glitched skeleton waved a hand, opening a portal. On the other side was his home, the antivoid. He walked in flopping on his couch to think. “Guess I’ll focus on clocky. While inkstain runs around like a doggo with its head cut off…” He grumbled, leaning back and closing his sockets. “My my my…the destroyer of worlds looks worn out~” Error jerked up with a growl. Standing behind him with a cocky grin was a purple hooded skeleton. Error readied his strings. “WHAT THE FUCK, TAROT YOU ASSHOLE!” Error snarled. Tarot giggled putting his hood down. He walked forward a bit, the chain from his neck shackle jingling. “Aww was I supposed to knock first?” Another growl. Tarot sighed rolling his eyes. “Ugh, your no fun when you just keep growling at me.” Tarot pouted, walking to errors other shoulder. “At least canvas has more entertaining reactions. And he’s soulless. Which is amusing to say the least.” Error pushed the odd skeleton away. “What do you WANT you damn fourtune teller?” Tarot smiled holding up an odd card. “What fucking–I DONT GET YOUR STUPID CARDS ASSHOLE!” Tarot snickered, glad he finally got the reaction he was hoping for. He turned the card around, words in clear sight. ‘The Heirophant.’ “The Heirophant?” Error asked. “It is the card that represents your new clock friend.” Tarot hummed, making the card dissapear in a flash of yellowish purple flames. “It’s A card of tradition and safekeeping the past. I know where to find him. Check underfell. It’s also where canvas will be going next, once dream figures it out as well.” Tarot hummed. Error eyed the seer warily. “What’s in it for you?” He asked. Tarot’s expression turned into one of deviousness. “Entertainment. Though I should warn you….making emotions with anger isn’t always the best.” He winked then threw a card to his right. A portal suddenly opened. “Toodles glitch boy!” He giggled. Error thought about chasing after tarot but brushed it aside. Underfell? Error sighed and opened a glitch portal, thankfully landing out of sight. Or so he thought. “Back again glitchbitch? Thought paint boy swatted you off from here.” The black skeleton turned around to see an angry red eyed skeleton in a red and black striped fuzzy hoodie and gold tooth with a bit of an overbite. “Shut the fuck up Thorn I’m not here for your bullshit.” Error hissed, pulling out his strings in case the other got the idea of attacking him. “I’m just here for some blue coated Lil freak who likes clocks.” He wanted so bad to wring that little twerps neckbone….but why was he in such a rush…? “Oh him. Yeah he’s here. He’s asking everyone a bunch of shit.” “Where?” “Back that w–” Error dashed past thorn before the other skeleton could finish. “YOUR FUCKING WELCOME YOU DICKBAG!!!” Thorn yelled after him. When he was out of sight he huffed and was about to head in the same direction when another portal opened. “Oh great…” Thorn grumbled. “Which fucking multiworld freak is it now???” He turned around to see canvas and dream. “Oh its just you two.” Thorn said. “Better than glitch dick…” Canvas blinked surprised. “Error’s here??? But I had him chained back up in the doodlesphere…” “Is the doodlesphere messy again?” Dream asked. Canvas grimaced. “Eheh…yeaaahh….” The rainbow skeleton laughed sheepishly. “Then he escaped canny.” Canvas groaned, then pulled out broomie. “Well then let’s go find him!” Canvas declared. Dream hummed in thought. “My question is ho–” dream was cut off when a large explosion and screaming sounded. “Shit!!” Thorn cussed and started running. Canvas looked at dream, both running after thorn.