Ink!Sans

Ink was sitting on the ground in a forest, drawing quietly, humming a small melody while drawing a little bird resting on top of his head. Everything was calm and silent. Until suddenly he stopped and began to hear a majestic and divine voice singing that melody that Ink was humming. Instantly, Ink felt an enormous curiosity running through his bones, he got up from the ground while grabbing his huge paintbrush called Broomie. He walked towards where that unique and beautiful voice came from, slowly poking his head out while hiding behind a tree and there he found you.