Ink's POV
I slid on my new suit jacket and stared at myself in the mirror. Error was right, his tailor did not disappoint. The suit fit me perfectly.
I grabbed my violet tie and walked down the hallway to the living room. Error was rolling a lint collector across his clothing to clean the fabric.
A frown shown on my face. I was sad that Error didn't want to come with me to prom but I understood why.
He felt uncomfortable with being an adult surrounded by teenagers. He predicted that the teachers would kick him out because he wasn't a person working at the school or an actual parent. However, I really wanted him to join me.
Error noticed me and smiled.
Error: You look great. Does your suit feel good?
I nodded.
Error: Good. Do you need help with your tie?
I nodded once more. This was the first time in my life that I was going to wear anything formal. Error took the violet cloth and wrapped it around my neck. He was close to me as he tied the knot. I could smell his cologne, it smelt really good.
Once Error was finished, he smiled and went to grab his keys. He looked at me.
Error: Are you ready?
Me: Yup.
We slid into the car, after saying bye to Mello. Error pulled out of the garage, beginning to drive towards the hotel that prom was being held at. There was supposedly a ballroom large enough to fit an entire group of both juniors and seniors in it.
Error and I shared small talk with each other. I tried to convince him with going but he wasn't budging with his position.
When we arrived at the massive building. I excitedly got out of the car. Error got out to give me a hug before leaving to do something on his own.
I hugged but refused to let go. I looked up at him with a begging look.
Me: Please, Error. Come with me. It'll be fun.
Error: No, Inky. My prom happened eleven years ago. This is yours to attend, not mine.
I gave him puppy eyes and tightened my grip around him. Eventually he sighed with a defeated tone.
Error: Fine. If you're really that adamant about me going, then I'll go with you. However, I am not dancing. I'm not a dancer in the slightest.
Me: Yay.
I grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the hotel. I saw many teenagers dressed in their best clothing. Some had already found their lover and was walking with them into the building.
We walked into the ballroom. I was almost astonished by the amount of people that were in a single room together. I dragged Error behind me as I searched for Tisha. Eventually, I found her near the side of the room talking with her boyfriend.
She turned her attention to me when she noticed that I had actually decided to come to prom. A wide smile appeared on her face, stopping the conversation that she was holding with the boy next to her.
Tisha: You made it! I'm so happy that you're here, Ink.
Tisha said excitedly while wrapping me into a tight hug. She pushed me aside when she saw Error standing awkwardly nearby. She smiled slyly while whispering to me.
Tisha: Who do we have here? He certainly looks out of place.
Me: I had to convince him to come with me.
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Love Doesn't Age (ErrInk)
Hayran KurguInk is a seventeen year old skeleton. He has a fairly good life until something tragic happened, causing him to become an orphan. However, he isn't sent to an orphanage. Instead, he is sent to live with a good friend of his parents, who's name is Er...