Shell

Thanks again snow! and pretty much co-writer on some scenes really and the chapter name quote is taken from Persona. The poem before the story is mien though

I was born in a moment

A tragedy

A moment that should have been joyful

Torn asunder

Ying from Yang

Soul from its sea embrace

I am thou... Thou art I... From the sea of thy soul, I come...

Shattered and rebuilt

I seek the sea

My home

My shelter

But the waves force me away

Waving me away

Take me home cold sea

Soul and sea once more

Ink sat in the Doodle sphere, not drawing or peering into the AUs.

He was sitting down on the overly vibrant green grass, his eyelights dim, barely a step from being blank.

Why did it still hurt, why did he feel even more empty then usual?

He hadn't taken his paint vial... but he knew it wasn't just that.

But why?

OoOoO

The situation Dream found himself in could only be described as weird.

Yes, weird was the word he would use.

Why, for the love of the Stars, was the Destroyer at Blue's place?

He found himself in a comfy chair that was so plush that one simply melted into it, it was a lovely light blue in color and so very cozy. Maybe if he asked, Blue would tell him where he got it, because he wanted one.

Error was still on the couch, but now Blue had joined him there, and the petite blue-bandanna'd Sans... was using the dark-boned destroyer as a teddy bear.

Wait, didn't Error have haphephobia- the fear of being touched?

The silence was definitely getting rather awkward though.

"Zzz... snort... zzz..."

"Did... Blue just fall asleep?" Dream asked in disbelief.

"He had a training session earlier," Error said, using his strings to grab a blanket to cover the softly snoring smaller Sans. "After one of those, he can sleep through anything."

"I had, well... I thought I'd be having this talk with Blue," said Dream with a small smile.

"I was about to leave when you arrived," said Error tiredly, sighing.

"...Error, I need to know the truth," said Dream unhappily.

"It won't make you happy, in fact it will make many people very unhappy," Error said, a strange calmness in his voice.

And then he summoned his soul.

His soul.

"Wha..." Dream said in disbelief.

"Yeah, there's that," Error said to the shocked Dream.

"Wait... why does that soul feel like Ink?" Dream asked in disbelief.