Together again(errink)

'Knit Happens'

He sighed nervously again and took one hand out and pointed to the 'knit happens' across the street.

"T-that's m-my shop there...so i-if you want to come in we h-have hot tea or hot chocolate..I-I could a-also u-use an artist o-opinion on w-where to h-hang this" It seemed like it was only fair to do that.

Error had no eye for art, after all, He could always ask Blue but for some reason, he felt like this was a better option.

Ink smiles wide, "I would love to help! I just have to-" Ink starts looking for the bags he keeps the paintings in, though they were draped over the back of the chair, "Pack up my art, as soon as I find the gosh-darned bags."

Ink keeps looking for them for a moment before finding them, "There they are!"

Ink starts packing the bags with ease, humming softly. Ink can't stop his excitement. Not only had someone bought one of his paintings, but gave him advice! Today was a good day in Ink's book. Ink finishes packing and turns to Error.

"Sorry for the wait, Error!" Ink says with a bright smile.

Error was about to turn and just walk back but seeing the artist looking for the bags that were clearly just on the back of his chair he wondered if Ink would forget how to get across the street.

"Y-you don't have a g-good memory d-do you," he asked.

Was it blunt yes but Error wasn't asking to be insulting, he knew he might come off that way though. Well, all monsters had their issues he guessed, He knew that his friends did that was for sure.

Either way, the little bell ringing above the door singled that he had returned with a guest nonetheless.

"Th-there are couches o-over there, y-you can s-set your bags by," he said, indicating the little sitting area with two couches and a coffee table and smaller table with two kettles on a heating plate, one for the tea and one for the hot chocolate.

Over the couches were colorful knit throws on the back to add a little decoration to them, but other than that there was nothing on the walls. And of course, the rest of the shop was filled with yarn of all colors and types, as well as everything one might need for this hobby, needles, hooks, patterns. It was colorful on the inside indeed though Error never paid much mind to it.

"Oh, I have a horrible memory! I forget almost everything if it isn't-" Ink goes silent the second he steps into the store.

"So many colors..." Ink walks to the couch, looking around. He sets his bag down and starts looking at good spots for the painting to go.

Yarn may not be his thing, he really loves the store.

"Maybe it can go near the couches since people will see it when they go to sit. And it seems less distracting there." Ink finally decides, looking back towards Error.

To Error, it only made sense to have a lot of colors, after all, you never knew what someone might need. Though he maybe shouldn't be surprised that an artist liked the colors, "I-I was thinking on p-putting there to...j-just not s-sure what w-wall it should hang o-on" he said as there were options. Maybe he should get a frame for it as well but he could maybe do that online later.

"Hey Error, are there any..." Blue started coming from behind a door that was their storage/break room.

The skeleton stopped his question when the Artist from across the street was there. His eye lights went into star shapes right away and he got a big smile on his face 

"Oh My Error, you made a friend." He said excitedly going up to Ink "Hi again Ink, We talked the first day you set up if you don't remember me. I can't believe Error actually went to talk to you, he usually can't talk to anyone new without crashing"