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"*Why are you see-through?" Ink questions with both sockets lighting up with green question marks.
The ERROR blinks.
"*is this some kind of skeleton joke?" Error asks with a deep frown.
"*No. I can really see through you." Ink told him while tilting his skull, he then points to him, "Look at your hands!"
Error blinks once more then gazes down and bringing his hands up, he stares at his transparent hands. He seemed to be glitching more too.
"*that's new..." Error comments without fear at this sight; then leaps in terror as Ink reaches out and puts a hand through his ribs, "the heck!?"
"*My hand passed through!?" Ink cries out in delight, his eyelights turning yellow, "Come here! Let me do that again!"
"*no!" Error cries out and opening a gateway, rushes into his white home, a place where he knew the Artist hated so rarely went.
Shutting the gateway he huffs loudly, then looks back down at his sides... it kind of reminded him of his transparent keyboard he uses when he studied any new AU.
"*huh." Error hums loudly, "welp. as long as i can still destroy. i don't care."