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(Discontinued; Read New Fic) Progressive || Errorink Undertale High School AU

Summary:

Ink has stalker but gets fake bf to stop it(Gone wrong)(Fallen in love)(Gone SEXUAL@??!?!/J)

I deadass wrote this in 8th grade while I was just self inserting on Ink and writing whatever please don't have high expectations and go to the new one instead🥀

Notes:

First public fic!
Hope you enjoy! :]

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Chapter 1: A Friday Morning

Summary:

Introducing Lust, Ccino, Swap and Ink! But also, a secret 5th person >:)

Notes:

Peepeepoopoo lol

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Chapter Text

~~Chapter 1 start~~

Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

“Uuuugh”

Beep!

Beep!

Bee-Thump!

“Uuuuhuuuhuuhuuughhhhhh”

“Ink! Get up! We’re going to be late!” A voice called out, followed by the sound of footsteps outside the door.

“But I don’t wannaaaa!” Ink responded from his bed.

“You have to! School isn’t optional! It’s our first day of high school, you should be excited!” The voice continued, knocking before entering. The door creaked, revealing Ccino standing at the doorway.

He was wearing a beige beanie with cat ears on top, and a sweatshirt the same color but a bit darker. The sweatshirt had cats, all different shades of brown. He was wearing some brown jeans, and brown, almost black shoes. His eye lights were a light cream color.

Ink groaned, covering his face with his bedsheets after the sudden beam of light.

“Come on! Everyone else is already awake, you’re the only one who’s still sleeping!” Ccino walked in and shook Ink in his bed.

“Nooooooooooooo!”

“Yeeeeeesssssss!” Ccino took the sheets off of him and opened the curtains. “Even Blue isn’t sleeping anymore and he’s the hardest to wake up!” He said, looking around he and Dream’s room. It was clear how they’d split it. Dream’s side was tidy, while Ink’s was extremely messy, with unfinished art pieces everywhere, some clothes scattered around, paint buckets stacked against the wall, an easel with a painted background, and a few instruments.

“Just 5 more minutes!” Ink whined, with seemingly eyebags under his eyes.

“How late did you stay up last night?” Ccino asked, sitting on the bed and crossing his arms. Ink put his head on Ccino’s lap. He began caressing Ink’s head.(My mum does that to me so Ccino’s doing it to Ink now)

“I couldn’t fall asleep last night, until, like, 5:30 maybe?” Ink responded, scratching his chin.

Ccino’s petting came to a sudden stop. “5:30!?” He exclaimed, looking at Ink directly in the eyes.

“…yeah.” Ink confirmed, staring back.

Ccino crossed his arms once again. “How often has this been happening?”

“I dunno, like every day?”

“Every- Every day!? Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Seemed irrelevant.” Ink shrugged, his eyelids feeling heavier with every minute.

Ccino sighed. “We’ll talk about it later. Just start getting ready for now.” He said, dragging Ink off of the bed by his arms. Ink didn’t fight back, he simply got up once his feet made contact with the ground.

Ccino walked out of the room, satisfied, when he saw Ink walk over to his closet. It wasn’t too big, but it also wasn’t too small. Ink opened the doors and peeked inside. His clothes were all pretty similar, mainly because his uncle liked sending him his old outfits, which Ink enjoys. He grabbed a white long-sleeved shirt and a beige sweater vest. He also some deep brown slacks, and white socks.

He walked over to one of the three bathrooms in the apartment and began running the shower. He had time for a quick shower to wake up, right?

As soon as the warm water hit his skull, he felt slightly better.

~~Skipping the shower scene cause I’m not writing that lol~~

He covered his body(?) with a long towel and brushed his teeth. He wasn’t the kind of person to eat breakfast, so he didn’t really care about brushing his teeth after a shower. He actually preferred it.

He searched inside the cabinet behind the mirror for his face patches. He had something on it that he wanted to cover up. He didn’t like showing it. He didn’t like showing his body, either.

He put his button-up shirt on, followed by the sweater vest and slacks. He put a belt around them and then put his socks on, walking outside the bathroom as he did so. He walked back to his room to find something. He didn’t go anywhere without it.

When he spotted it, he rushed over to it and lovingly picked it up. It was a scarf. To others, it was simply an accessory, but to him, it was one of the dearest possessions he had. That scarf had been with him ever since he was a little boy.

It was a bit torn on certain places since it would drag behind him when he was a little Timmy.

 He put it around his neck and began braiding it as if it was hair. He’d always wanted to do that; have hair I mean.

 “Ink!” A childish voice whined. “Come on! Dream, Lust, and Outer already left us behind!” The voice whined, entering his room.

 It was Blue. He was standing at the doorway impatiently, with his hands on his hips.

 His outfit was rather simple. It was a gray shirt that came down to just below his waist, covering the start of his black leggings. He had a cyan scarf that seemed as if it was made out of latex based on the way it shone, his shoes matching that texture. To be more exact, his shoes were boots. Ankle boots. They ended an inch over his ankles, maybe two. His eye lights shone with joy, even if that’s not what his facial expression was showing. They were star-shaped, similar to Dream’s when he was overly excited.

“Sorry Blue! Just a sec.” Ink responded, smiling sheepishly at his friend, finishing his braid.

 “It’s Swap! But don’t worry! If we go now, we can catch up!” Blue corrected(Like I stated in the reference post for him, I don’t call him Swap, nobody but himself calls him swap, lol).

 “Okay, I’m ready, let’s go!” Ink said, picking up his backpack from the ground and stuffing his phone in it. He smiled at Blue as he walked past him.

 “You’re so short Ink!” Blue teased as he adjusted his backpack and ran towards Ccino, who was at the entrance waiting for them.

“Am not!” Ink exclaimed, running after him. But he wouldn’t be able to catch up to Blue. He wasn’t one of the fastest kids in school for nothing.

 Ccino chuckled at them, smiling to himself. He loved his friends. He’d never trade them away for anything.

 “Let’s see if we can catch up to the rest of the group,” Ccino began, opening the door to exit the apartment. “They’re probably not too far from home.”

 Ink and Blue trotted outside, then Ccino locked the door, smiling at his friends, who were calling the elevator.

~~A short lil time skip :)~~

 Ink was walking down the street, admiring the clothing in the stores. They were all so beautiful. The dresses, the simple outfits, he loved all of them.

 Blue and Ccino had stopped by Ccino’s parents’ café to pick something up, probably a list of what they had to bring after school if they wanted to hang out for a while. His parents didn’t mind if they did, just as long as they all helped out sometimes. That was actually how they met! Dream had a job at Ccino’s, and while they were spending time together a bit before Dream’s shift, Ccino and Lust came over to sit with them.

 They met Outer a bit later on, when Lust and Ccino introduced him to the group. Now they all share an apartment together, with most of their parent’s permission of course.

 “Ah, Ink!” A familiar loving voice called. Ink turned to face the voice and smiled almost immediately. It was his close friend, Lust.

 Lust was wearing a crop top with a pink heart, and a tight skirt that ruffled at the end. Pink heart sunglasses rested on his forehead. His face was dusted in pink makeup that complemented his upside-down heart shaped magenta eye lights. He wore a soft pink fur jacket. You could tell he liked the color pink and hearts. He was taller than Ink, his height reaching around 5’6. His heeled boots clacked against the concrete as he approached Ink.

 “Lust? Why are you still around the shopping center?” Ink asked, feeling his friend’s arms wrap around him and returning the gesture.

 “Well, I found some beautiful dressed for Cross-dress Sunday!” Lust responded smiling, lifting up the bag he carried. “We had to go our separate ways since Outer had a student council meeting soon. Dream wanted to go to the student ambassadors’ room to sort through new student files.” He released Ink.

 Ink nodded. “Can I see the dresses?” He asked, beaming at the bag. Lust shook his head and looked down at his friend with a smirk.

 “It’s a surprise~!” He teased, receiving a pout from his friend. He grabbed his arm and began walking. “Maybe I’ll show it to you after school, or maybe tomorrow since it’s Saturday. But not right now.”

 “Okayyyyyyy…” Ink responded, his eyes landing in an alleyway on the sidewalk to his right as he got dragged by Lust. In said alley, somebody stood, peeking out, staring right at him. Ink stopped in his tracks, making Lust look back at him. The person scurried away deeper into the alley just before Lust turned his head to look.

 “What’re you looking at?” Lust asked, a tone of worry staining his voice. Ink’s face displayed nothing but fear.

 “There was someone watching me again…” He muttered, beginning to speed walk, Lust’s hand in his.

 Lust stumbled behind, trying to catch up to him. “Ink, this is getting worrying, it’s been 2 years since you started seeing the person. Maybe you should report it to the police again?” He suggested.

 Ink shook his head. “They don’t believe me. They never have, and never will, unless I provide them with a collection of images. Even then, there’s the chance where they’ll believe it’s staged.” He responded, taking a sharp turn to the left, causing Lust to yelp.

 “S-slow down, Ink! I’m going to fall!” He exclaimed. Ink released his hand, coming to a full stop and turning to face him.

 “Sorry, I got kinda nervous.” He spoke in a sheepish voice, looking past Lust for a second. He let out a small sigh of relief when he saw nobody.

 “It’s fine, let’s just get to school.” Lust responded, giving Ink a slightly panicked smile.

~~Chapter 1 end~

 

 

 

 

Notes:

School starting on a friday? Not unheard of