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I swear I only fell (for you) on accident

Summary:

Error had swore he'll never fall inlove with anyone. Like ew, love? He'll never stoop that low...well maybe he did but he swears it's only on accident

Notes:

Hello! Everyone
This is a seperate fic from F.W.A
But mostly just a gift for GoldeTrash :3

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Chapter 1: Act 1

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....dreams...chocolate paradise, the everliving expirence of such a obscure world. He wish he can stay forever. Only if he can-

 

 

 

 

Ouch!

 

 

 

"Ow! Mrs Ella?! That hurts!" Error yelped, placing his hand on the bruise (it felt like the skin could peel off any moment).

 

 

 

Mrs Ella is a stern woman in her 40's, strict, tall, looks like she goes to the gym regularly. Everything you expect from a Mathematic teacher, her face was unamused, arms crossed, narrowed eyes, her voice stern. "Young man! What did I say about sleeping in class, you slept for the whole class, until home! What would your mother think of this?!"

 

 

Error groaned at her lecture. "my moms dead thank you, and I'll be leaving"

 

 

"Hey! You- come back! You should not be speaking to your elders like-"

 

 

 

getting annoyed from her nagging he covers his ears as he runs out the door

 

 

 

stupid woman, stupid school, stupid people. as he walks down through the halls, he spots a calender, it showing the date. "2th Febuary 20XX"

 

 

 

Oh it's valentines day

 

 

oh it's valentines day...

 

No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no noonononononono

 

Ugh! He's gonna see couples doing corny shit and kisses and corny couple shit and and and...whatever he hates valentines day.

 

 

 

He always felt jealous aversion about it, like couples actually being together and people having other people they can count on?! How Scandelous!

 

 

Feeling petty, he grabs a stick and throws it at the calander.

 

 

After getting out of that (junky) college. He took the time to take a cig infront of the school, actually feeling relaxed for a while, he should go pick up Adam later, he had babysitting duties, otherwise how does he make money anyway?

 

 

But he still has time, taking 3 cigs wouldn't hurt. He checks his phone just to make a schedule.

  1. Pick up William's brother in middle shcool
  2. Buy vodka for Fresh as exchange for more ciggerates
  3. Go back to mother's grave and put flowers on it
  4. Massacre Father's grave even more
  5. Buy groceries or stuff for Adam if needed
  6. Thats it.

 

Feeling pretty calm about it. He relaxs.

 

Until

 

"heyya broski-"

 

Error throws a broken glass, almost hitting the stranger "wooahh broski, no need to get so violent

 

"Jeez! Stop scaring me like that, creep"

 

The man, now known as Fresh, gives out a giggle. "sorry bro, couldn't resist seeing the looking on yer face"

 

Error rolled his eyes out of annoyance. "whatever..why are you here anyway? I'll get you vodka after I pick up William's brother?"

 

"Nothing very special Ru, just, do ya have a date for this years valentines, kiddo?" Fresh asked as he fixed his glasses

 

"no, let me guess you are gonna have a date with hoe number 27?" Error spat back

 

"Oui, you know me very well my friend"

 

"We knew eachother when you are 30 and I was 5, you're friends with William!" Error yelled

 

Fresh just smiles and pats on Error's head. "Well yeahh...I supposed you should have known by now, kid"

 

Error pushed Fresh's away. "Yeah whatever and stop calling me kid I'm 19!"

 

"Alright, but also...watch your step"

 

"Huh?-"

 

Poof! Suddenly something or someone bumped into him.

 

"Hey! Watch it you bi-..."

 

Error froze on his own words, he was faced by another person, white hair, a bob, a white headband as a pair. Then he looked up, the boy had both Red and Blue eyes. And then he spoke.

 

"Oh! My apologizes, sir, I'm late for uh signing up for a school.." then he walked pass.

 

 

"Oooooo a need student it seems, Error...? Hey kid you frozen"

 

 

Error was starstrucked when he saw Geno, what is this feeling. Is it love?

 

Oh no

 

 

Its Love

Notes:

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