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A new friend

Mischief had enjoyed the show, watching till the lovely end.
"Now that is some quality content! See Masky? Leaving the house was a great idea! Now if only you listened to my brilliance the other 99% of the time." He talked to the voice in his head as he got up "Hardy har." Masky replied in the mind space as Mischief hopped onto another space rock in Error's direction.
"Hello! Who may you be?" Mischief waved slightly from a rock behind Error. Error turned his head swiftly, His small smile falling off his face as quickly as it had appeared.
"None of your business. Who are you." He raised his hand to his eye socket, flexing his fingers in case he needed to get strings. He seemed cautious and untrusting of the newcomer.
Mischief crouched down and put his hands on his cheekbones, "Just your friendly neighborhood watch, who else?" Mischief joked as he looked at the glitched skeleton.
"I'm going to need a name-" Error said, backing away slowly, Hoping not to be touched. "Now." Mischief was hoping to boop the skeleton.
"Aww, you're no fun~ I'm Mischief, but that's just a code name." Mischief tilted his head, his mask matching well with the expression even if it couldn't change from the closed eye and open smile.

Error stayed where he was, narrowing his eyes. "Mischief?" He spoke in a tone like he was asking a question. "Are you... Meant to be here?" The glitch asked, curiosity in his tone, maybe he could play games with this anomaly before getting rid of it.
"That depends, whose asking?" Mischief referenced Hamilton with a slight laugh. He was playing games with the destroyer of worlds and it was absolutely amazing. This was surprisingly fun for the jester masked skeleton.
"... Sure, sir." Error spoke reluctantly before smiling a little, mischief leaking from his usual grumpiness. He had seen Hamilton, Though he would never admit it to anyone who would ask.
Mischief near burst out laughing, "I was starting to think there was no one else in the multiverse who enjoyed theatre! Ah it is refreshing to learn I was wrong~" Mischief sat down from the crouch, dangling his legs off the rock he sat on. "Anyways, Error, what might you be doing here?" Mischief asked, looking up at the stars, kicking his feet against the rock he was sitting on in a pattern.
"I was.. Fighting with someone." The word sounded wrong, especially in the context of Ink. It didn't really feel like fighting, Just hanging out.

Mischief didn't realize he said Error's name but was glad the memory losing skeleton didn't notice "Oo? With who if you don't mind me asking?" Mischief leaned up close to the other, he knew the name, but just wanted more reasons to ship them, 'I want some anime ship word vomit' Mischief thought as he held his hands in fists to his chest.
"Oh, it was just Ink. He's... Someone." Error spoke reluctantly, he wrapped his arms around himself, His eyes seeming to turn lighter.
Mischief crossed his legs and rested his chin on his hand as he leaned back a little. "Ooh~? Is this a... 'Special' someone?" Mischief teased with a slight chuckle as Error sat down next to the man, immediately freezing up and releasing dial up sounds,
"I- '$$÷×*÷>÷[#-" Mischief snickered as he watched the glitch near reboot. "Heheh, I was right on the mark, wasn't I?" Mischief put his hands onto the edge of the rock, looking up at the stars curiously.
Error raised his hands to his face and tried slapping himself to fix himself. This had never happened. Why was he experiencing.... Why was he experiencing emotions??? "Wait, no- no never. Ink is Ink. He's annoying." The glitch grumbled as he crossed his arms and looked away.
"Alright alright, Sorry for pulling your strings~" Mischief laughed as he looked to Error. "So, Error, do you come here often?" Mischief asked him, dangling his legs. Mischief had watched the two in many universes and always found the two bickering like little kids being the perfect ship, even if he always forgot who they were, but he never really talked about it to Masky or anyone else he knew.
"Yeah. Mainly with Ink, it's honestly nice here. To hang out or to fight that is." Error said, crossing his legs and resting his head in his hand, looking pretty annoyed even if that was his base expression.

Mischief thought that error looked like a angry kitten. "You really are grumpy." Mischief looked back up at the sky above them, "It's funny really." Mischief chuckled.
"Of course I am. I'm pretty sure it's my job by now." Error sighed, his mouth pulling into a frown, though he seemed content. The urge to kill everyone was either heightened or shortened by the end of hanging out with Ink, So he seemed happy.
"Heh, isn't your job destroying anything you deem as an anomaly?" Mischief looked back to the angry kitten we call Error. His red scarf lied flat behind him as a shooting star crossed the sky "ooo pwebby."
Error shrugged as he looked up at the stars before speaking again "I mean yeah. But you seem powerful. And I just stopped fighting, so I'm kinda tired. You seem okay as long as you don't try and kill me-" The glitch spoke, trying to not be as rude as usual, Ink usually got onto him for that.
Mischief looked away as he answered "Hehe... I won't!" Mischief spoke nervously as he fiddled his thumbs, he couldn't guarantee that for a few reasons, specifically his role in life.
"You look nervous. Is everything... okay?" Error asked curiously. He didn't want to kill this new person, he was way too tired to fight right now.
Mischief looked back, he was surprised that error cared at all. "Huh, you really are different!" Mischief laughed as he tilted his head, putting his hands back down. He avoided the question, it's always hard to explain to different out codes.
"Very. I'm in a weird good mood, so I won't question it." Error said whilst stretching. "Why are you here? I've never seen you before now." The glitch spoke as he rested his elbows on his knees, his hands dangling.
"Wanted to see some new scenery, but this place looks exactly like where I come from." Mischief pouted, crossing his arms "We barely leave our world so that answers the last part of that question."

"We?" Error inquired, "Do you have a friend? An.. Ink of your own?" Error asked, curiosity in his tone, he'd rather not be sneak attacked at the moment, this was surprisingly tranquil.
Mischief quickly looked to Error like a kicked puppy, "Uhhhhhh, not exactly-" Mischief was quiet for a second, stiller than the world around him as his mask changed after a few seconds, the face moving like liquid to make a smile with two Xs for eyes. They sighed and rubbed their head like they had a migraine, "... Sorta, there's 3 of us in here. He doesn't like explaining it so he dragged me out. I'm Masky." Masky said, sighing as he hit his head softly, as said before, explaining things is hard.
Error took a few seconds to process the words "Well, Hello Masky." Error spoke tiredly, looking at them before just looking at the stars once more.

Masky felt pretty tense around the destroyer of worlds, finding starting of conversation difficult, especially when he knew the powers and abilities of the other. "So, what to do now? Wanna go chase after your friend?" Masky asked Error with curiosity, looking over to him.
"Sure, I feel like the other one and him would get on like a raging house fire. But we shall see" Error spoke, standing. A normal person would offer a hand for the other person to stand, but he was anything but normal.
Masky got up, looking down at the snowy city in the distance, presumably Snowdin. "Or they would hate eachother, we could never know." Masky spoke cryptically as he hopped down to the large rock which the battle took place on.
"Now that you've said that, I'm imaging the worst which will probably happen." Error said, laughing slightly. Error followed the other, his hands in his pockets.
Masky stayed silent for a second before nodding and making his hands into claws and ripping open a portal to the anti-void, "As mischief would say, ladies first?"