GET YOUR FUCKING SCARF BITCH-

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...🧣🎨( つ•̀ω•́)つ ᕕ( ╯°□° )ᕗ🎨🧣...

Error watched the gleaming stars above with a small crooked smile.

He was in Outertale, one of the many hot spots for monsters and humans alike in the multiverse. How could it not be? The shining speckles and gradients of white, black, blue, purple, and pink would make any battered and broken SOUL just want to sit and gaze the rest of the days away, which was why it was so popular in the first place. Many would often stargaze and run errands here, but despite the common visits of other variants, all who came knew to stray away from Frisk of the AU.

Error was of course doing as any other visitor, stargazing in the outskirts of this AU. He loved the stars, they reminded him of cute things like plushies and cupcakes.

Error let out a computer like chirp and he continued to think about such things, his mind drifting to things like soft pillows and fluffy blankets-

Error paused as he saw something drift into his view.

Ah.

Error huffed as he shooed his scarf away from his sight. This had always seemed to happen when he had visited the AU, his scarf twisting and turning like that.

Now that he thinks about it...

Even if he weren't in Outertale he would still notice it. After making a new puppet he would realize that his scarf was in a completely different spot, curled around him as if like a cat's tail. When Ink would bother him his scarf would make sudden flinches and the small fuzz on it would spike up. Almost as if it had a life of its own...

"Ruru!" He heard a voice chirp, and he let out a groan of frustration. "Ẅⱨąŧ ŧⱨē ⱨēĮĮ ḑㆁ ɏㆁụ ωąṋŧ Ꮥգụĺḑ¿" Error grumbled, scooting away as the Creator plopped down next to him. "Oh, nothing in particular. I thought you would know that already though." Ink snickered, the reaction was immediate. Error's eyes narrowed and the frown that was already stitched to his face grew wider. "Ẅⱨąŧ ąṛē ɏㆁụ ŧṛɏĺṋġ ŧㆁ şąɏ¿¡" he yelled "Yknow, I never noticed until now, did you always have freckles?" Ignoring Error's question and likely forgetting he leaned into the glitch to get a better look at the dirty freckles that covered his face and after a moment of staring, Ink raised a hand to touch them only for Error to move away from the attempted contact. "Ðㆁṋ'ŧ ŧㆁụçⱨ ₥ē."

Ink came to a halt as he took in the sudden movement only to continue leaning into the other, causing Error to move back even more. "∤ṋḱ." Error warned and Ink only responded with a mischievous grin. Error had moved out of the way just in time for Ink to leap at him, his face landing headfirst into the ground. Grumbling out a slew of curses, Error got up to find another place to stargaze, of course, he didn't make it far before Ink was bothering him again. "You're so mean Ru! Can't I just have a normal interaction with you?" "Ṇㆁŧⱨĺṋġş ṋㆁṛ₥ąĮ ωⱨēṋ ɏㆁụṛ ąṛㆁụṋḑ." Error countered.

"But don't you also bring trouble where ever you go?"

‎"ﻞႮᏕŤ ₲𝝧 ĄẄĄ¥¡"

•CRASH•

Ink instinctively threw himself out of the way of the strike as far away as he could. His body drifted a little as he landed, the space that was affected by this making dusty purple clouds of debris. He looked back at Error with a puzzled look, who had glanced back at him with the same shock written on his face. Both being taken off guard at the sudden attack they tried to piece together what just happened.

Error's scarf tried to hit Ink.

By itself. No command or anything.

Ink was the first one to react to this, his face brightening in excitement as it dawned on him that this was something new, something exciting to explore, something that could be thrilling. He could already imagine the possible scenarios that could come with this new information about his frenemy and he was sure that he wouldn't let up for weeks. He was suddenly snapped out of his daze when he noticed that Error had let out a soft jolt, as if he had just realized something.

It wasn't long before Error's shock was replaced with a sinister smile.

Ink felt a bead of sweat trail down his face yet excitement sparked within him.

Error's scarf struck once more and Ink had dodged it just like the last. Turning in his heel, Ink made a motion for Broomie, and created a portal to an AU. He leaped through the portal as he heard the radio corrupted, manic laughs of the destroyer.

Oh, how exciting!

...🧣🎨( つ•̀ω•́)つヽ(  ≧∇≦)ノ🎨🧣...

(Chapter end)

Word count: 758

Done! This was just a little brain fart crack idea I had, I don't even remember when I thought about it but I do remember writing it down so here it is! I had some unexpected free time today so I wanted to finish up this little short. Overall, not much is going on, just doing schoolwork and waiting for the weekend to come up to hopefully Finnish the next WIP. As of now I hope you enjoyed the chapter and til next time!

Throughout making this whole thing I could stop thinking about the "get your fucking dog bitch" meme

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