Sickly - An Errorink Drabble

"W-ell, Ink-, wou-ldn't you wan-t to kno-w? Ju-st becau-se I've dec-id-ed to cra-sh at your pl-ace doesn-t mean I'll stop de-stroying, idiot-t."

Ink frowned, eyeing Error carefully. Yeah, alright, that's fair. He wouldn't be that bothered by this, if it weren't for the fact Error was struggling to even stand up. "You'd probably get better faster if you did."

Error growled, summoning a... severely deformed blaster?

Almost laughing at the blaster that looked like it was bearing through a bad hangover, he only managed to stifle himself at the sight of Error collapsing. He sighed upon hearing the painfully dry coughs.