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Outertale really was the most comforting alternative universe you've ever been in, and by far the most familiar one.
You and Error always hung out there in their free time, gazing up at the stars, pointing out a few constellations, and whatnot. You knew Outertale like the back of your hand, and it was your first go to whenever you felt down or needed some time alone.
Like right now.
You had gotten involved in some heated arguments with some of your closest friends, and out of frustration, you forced yourself to walk away to avoid further conflict. Now, you were sitting lazily under the stars, in hopes to clear your head. The stars here always seemed to cheer you up.
A static-like noise was heard behind you and your eyes quickly darted over to the location of the sound. The glitchy portal opened and a black skeleton peaked out, their unusual pupils landing on your own. They made an audible coughing sound in futile attempt to ease the awkwardness in the atmosphere between the two of you.
They finally walked out of the portal and fidgeted with the rim of their clothing, nervous. Error let out a few deep breaths before walking closer to you.
"A-Are you ok-okay?" Their usual glitchy voice has gone low and quiet with worry.
You shuffled around in your spot for a few seconds to come up with an answer, but your thoughts were interrupted by a shuffling sound. Error had plopped down onto the grass beside you, staring at you with a look of concern.
You didn't respond, and only looked up to the stars above with a distressed look. The skeleton could tell that you didn't wish to speak about it and nodded in understanding before joining you in star watching.
You couldn't help but look back down where Error was currently seated. They were so charming to you, something about them drew you in, all since the moment you first set eyes on their mesmerizing — yet intimidating — sockets.
You could recall the day the two of you had first met like it was yesterday, but in reality, it felt like it was a million years ago.
You were a friend of Ink's, and apparently the glitchy skeleton found out of your existence and strung you up into their anti-void. You could almost feel the strings pressing hard on you, wrapping your body together, stinging.
You were face to face with the most terrifying outcode you've ever laid eyes on, and they were easily one of the strongest. After a bit of being held hostage as bait for Ink, you two started to feel something spark between you two. You didn't know if it was fear or interest, at the time.
The black skeleton also seemed to notice how whenever you two interacted, it felt like the world around the two of you was moving slow, and every action between each other only lasted what felt like a few seconds.
And just after, Error decided to keep you.
Ever since then, it had became quite the experience.
In a good way, actually. You two eventually became the very best of friends and you begun to grow an understanding of their role as a destroyer and of their morals. Error also acknowledged your feelings and promised you a comfortable life in the anti-void.
Everything about them was just so appealing to you, so captivating, so unique and nothing quite like anything you've seen. Their voice, their sockets, their personality, you were convinced you were blessed to have met Error.
You snapped out of your thoughts to see a jittery Error awkwardly eyeing you unblinkingly. You had forgotten you had been staring and quickly looked down at the grass at your feet, your eyes occasionally darting back and forth between the ground and the black skeleton beside you.
The destroyer buried their face in their bright blue scarf in attempts to hide their blush, which matched the piece of cloth. Seeing this made you shut your eyes and giggle uncontrollably. Something about Error's way of hiding embarrassment was just so adorable and made them all the more attractive to you.
Something about Error's presence made all the previous sadness evaporate as if it was never there and had brightened your mood. You were so deeply enamored by them that it was almost impossible to describe it — all you knew is that it was real, true, genuine love.
You leaned into their shoulder, and they glitched out a bit. Eventually, they wrapped their own arm around your waist hesitantly.
You dug your face into the crook of their neck and they sighed in happiness, bringing you closer to them.
You were content with this sort of life.