Chapter Eight: Distracted

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Dream screeched in annoyance as Error's car rammed his off the road again. "What the hell, stop!"
"N€v€r!" Error laughed. The game reset and Error's car headed straight for his.
Dream, in a moment of pure desperation, leaned over to peck Error on the cheek, to distract him. But, as luck would have it, Error turned at the same time, most likely to taunt him. And it was too late for Dream to pull back.
It was a very brief kiss. Dream pulled away as soon as he realized that he had kissed Error's lips instead. "Sorry!"
Error had froze. Dream watched as the glitching error signs that surrounded him started to multiply.

Dream covered his ears, then quickly caught Error as he fell to the floor. "Shit! I think he just crashed..."
Dream sighed, laying Error down on the couch. He turned off the game and went to find something else to do until his boyfriend woke up.
He frowned as he passed Error's room. It would only take a moment, and Dream was sure there wasn't anything too important in there anyway...he peeked into the room, flicking the lights on.
One thing was immediately clear...it was like a tornado had blown through the room. Dream frowned. "Not while I live here."
He set to work, cleaning up the place. He was just getting the finishing touches done when Error woke up.
"Hey, you alright?"
"¥€@h, ₩h¥¿"
"You crashed."
"!t h@pp€n$."
"But, are you alright?"
"¥€$."
"Good."
"<0m€ h€r€."
Dream sat down on the couch next to Error. The still-glitching skeleton pulled him close with a yawn.
"You're still tired?"
"!'m @/₩@¥$ t!r€d." Error buried his face in Dream's shoulder and was asleep in minutes. Dream smiled, settling down to wait for his lover to wake up and release him.

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