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Error scowled.
“What the fuck is he doing here?” The glitch asked, pointing at Red, who was smirking, which was never a good sign.
“Sorry Error,” Blue said, adjusting his bandana and refusing to make eye contact with the destroyer. “I was hanging out with him when I got your text, but I didn’t want to choose between hanging out with either of you. So I figured I could do both.”
“This isn’t a hang out session!!” Error said, stomping his foot on the white floor of the anti void. “I invited you strictly for professional reasons!”
“ Professional !?” Red snorted.
Blue shushed Red with a disapproving look and spoke to Error, “well, if it were purely professional, wouldn’t you have asked Nightmare for his help instead?”
“Nonsense!” Error huffed. “You can do the most believable Ink impression.”
“Well, if that’s the case,” Blue said, fidgeting with his gloves. “Let’s get started, shall we?” Error nodded, dropping his Ink doll into Blues hands.
“This is ridiculous, why would Ink-“ Red started, but was interrupted by Blue kicking him in the shin.
“Use that!” Error said. “And do your Ink impression with your voice, and stay in character !” Blue nodded vigorously.
“This is actually really cute, did you make it yours-“ Blue started but was quickly shushed by Error.
“We are starting!” He snapped, then did some deep breaths in order to compose himself. He looked up at a bouquet of roses that was among his souls and dolls, held up by string, and dropped it into his hands. Clearing his throat, Error began speaking, looking at the Ink plushie that Blue was holding up. “Ink, I am in love with you, and would like to date you.”
Blue frowned. “That’s all?”
“What do you mean ‘that’s all’?”
“Well, it’s a bit boring,” Blue said. “I think Ink would appreciate something a bit more meaningful and poetic. Try complimenting him or elaborating on your feelings?”
“Perhaps compare him to a summers day,” Red snorted, with a roll of his eye lights.
“Fine,” Error said, then looked at the Ink doll once again. “Ink, I love you, I think your eyes are look good, and that you look pretty, will you be my boyfriend?”
“Stars, that sounded awful,” Red laughed.
“Yes, I will!” Blue said, making his voice sound more shrill, almost sounding exactly like Ink, but Error could tell the difference. Error frowned at the little Ink doll. It didn’t feel right. Perhaps it was the fact that his doll wasn’t accurate enough (despite the fact that Error put more effort into making that doll as accurate as possible than any other doll he has made before) or perhaps Blue was acting out of character or perhaps-
Errors thoughts were interrupted when Red suddenly snatched the doll from Blues hands and, making his voice more high pitched and making the doll dance, he spoke, “oh and by the way Error, you can fuck me senseless anytime~”
Errors face burned and his eyesight was covered in glitches. “Stop that!!!!” He screamed, stomping his foot.
“Feel free to rail me till I pass out, Error, I wouldn’t mind!” Reds horrible impression of Ink rang out and Error let out a scream, and crashed.
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Error opened his eyes, and immediately screamed when he saw Inks face just in front of him, hearing the Protectors laughter as he rolled away and fell off of the bean bag.
Bean bag? Why was he on his bean bag?
“Sorry!” Ink laughed. “I couldn’t help myself.” The only response that Error gave was flipping the other off. “I came to visit you but you were unconscious and Blue and Red were here. They left after me and Blue put you on the bean bag.” Then Ink grabbed the doll of him from beside the bean bag. “Did you make this? It’s really cu-“
Error snatched the doll away, his face feeling hot, and raised it back up with his strings. “Obviously I made it. Who else could make such a masterpiece.”
Ink giggled. “Well, I’m glad you worked so hard on it!” Error blushed, averting eye contact, when he spotted the abandoned bouquet that had still been where he had dropped it when he’d crashed.
Using his strings, Error brought it to his hands and held it close, earning a curious look from Ink.
“Ink… can I talk to you about something,” Error spoke, fidgeting with the ribbon that held the bouquet together at the base. “Something… serious.”
“Sure!” Ink responded. Error stood up, but hunched over slightly to make himself slightly less taller than Ink.
“Ink, I…” Error began, looking into Inks eyes, and hoping his blush wasn’t too obvious. “Ink, I love you, I love your eyes and your devotion to the AUs, even if I only agree with you, and I love spending time with you.” Error extended the roses towards his love. “Will you be my boyfriend?”
Ink stared at the bouquet, his eyes lights both exclamation marks before looking at Error and scratching the back of his skull.
“Sorry Error,” he said. “I’m already dating Red.”
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“No!!!” Error screamed as he woke up from his nightmare. He panted as he stared at the ‘roof’ of the antivoid, and realized that it wasn’t real.
Getting up from his bean bag, and pulling the Ink doll he had been hugging back up to the ‘sky’ with his strings, Error made his plan on what he was going to do today.
He was going to fucking obliterate Underfell.