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Error was minding his own buisness knitting on his beanbag with a portal to UnderNovela opened for background noise. Until the self proclaimed Creator and Protector dropped in un-invited.
Talk about rude! He huffed, "WhAt Do YoU wAnT!" Error groaned in annoyance.
Ink grinned at the Destroyers annoyance, "Well, I was wondering if you would like to eat a snack with little ol' me!" He said as he flopped on Error's beanbag with an 'oof'.
Error pauses in his knitting, he closed the window to the AU and turns around facing the other skeleton.
"WhAt KiNd Of SnAcK?"
Ink grins, "It's not chocolate if that's what you're asking Glitchy." Ah, how predictable my dear friend, he thinks amused.
A groan and a noise of fabric hitting something hard was heard.
Ink laughed as Error had buried his face into the beanbag, "C'mon, Error! It might even taste good, like an energy drink!" he pleaded with Error.
"..."
Silence.
Error lifted his face from the beanbag and squints at the Protector.
"YoU dO rEaLiZe I'vE nEvEr HaD a EnErGy DrInK, rIgHt?"
Another silence fills the void
"That uhm.. May have slipped my mind? Hehe.." Ink giggles nervously, looking away as one of his pupils change from his normal pinprick to a orange spiral.
"..." Error heaves a sigh, before extending his hand out. Looking at Ink with a blank stare as if he was done with the other monster.
What? What does that mean???
Ink stares with the same blank expression at the hand.
Error rolls his eyes, "ThE sNaCk YoU IdIoT. gImMiE," His fingers curl up in a fist before uncurling, demanding Ink to give him the soul so he can try it.
"Oh. OH." Ink gasps in realization, man something must be up with his mind. But then again he has a goldfish memory so thats probably it, whoopsie!
"Yeah, Yeah, hold on." He hums thinking of which flavored 'energy drink' he could give him, Ink digs around his pockets of his overalls. Giggling when he finds what hes looking for in his pockets and presents it to the Destroyer.
"..."
Stunned Silence.
"InK i DoN't ThInK tHaT's A sNaCk..." Error says, his gaze turning concerned for the Protectors mind, because what the fuck?
Listen he has a reason to freak out okay? Because what monster has a Human Soul in their pocket and says it's a "Snack". So this is valid.
Error is so concerned. Someone save him.
Ink huffs, "Wow, I see how it is. Fine then, I'll just eat it myself!" As he says that. The Protector takes a chomp out of the Human Soul, Patience, was the trait.
The glitchy skeleton cringes, Oh god. What the fuck. Ew, ew, ew! Error was.. yeah.
Error is grossed out.
It didn't help that when Ink took a bite out of the poor thing, it made a weird wet sound. Then light blue liquid squirted around where Ink bit, splattering the skeletons face with it.
"Mmh.." Ink moaned.
Can you blame him?? It was good!! Sue him!
Ink continued ignoring his counterparts stare as he continued chowing down on the poor soul.
...
Scratch that Error was horrified, and he's telling Blue this because Error doesn't think this is okay, and he wants Blue to keep his human safe. (Not because they're friends or anything! Ew friendship! Gross!)