Strange Feelings - An ErrorInk Short

1. A Destroyer's Retraction

(P.S: I won't be adding Error's dialouge 'glitches', but his dialogue font will be in bold.)

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Narrator's POV:

"STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID!!!"

Error screeched vulgarly, intense glitches spreading all over his body as a hand-made doll of his mortal enemy, Ink, had a death grip on it.

Obviously, he was frustrated about something. He was on the edge of another reboot. So much so that right now, he was most literally spilling his soul out onto a doll, an inanimate object. More specifically, a mini-Ink.

"IT'S BEEN DAYS- NO, MONTHS- NO.. GOD, I DON'T EVEN GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE, SINCE WHATEVER THE HELL THIS IS HAPPENED TO ME!! THAT IDIOTIC SQUID..." He complained, waving his arms in the air drastically as he was unable to calm himself down from how utterly exasperated and embarrassed he felt.
His glitches seemed to worsen, and his tone of voice became harsher than ever, echoing throughout the infinite, pale void. It was moments like this that he really valued his alone time...

"GODDAMNIT, INK!! DID YOU CAST SOME SORT OF SPELL ON ME?! WHY THE HELL AM I.."

He paused shortly, slowly looking back at the small, mini-Ink that he was squeezing quite tightly in his skeletal palm. That was when a new thought entered his non-existent brain.

Suddenly, his body temperature became warmer.
A bright, yellow hue surrounded his facial features as butterflies trampled with his insides, making him tremble.
A short silence passed by as Error started to rethink his life decisions.

Was he... in love?

"...SHUT UP!!!!!! I'M NOT.. I-I'M NOT.. I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!!!"
He burst out suddenly, violently smashing the mini-Ink onto the colorless ground of the AntiVoid, causing it to bounce.
Error's body created worse unexplainable inner reactions, and his glitches intensified even more, if that was even possible. It was a miracle he didn't even crash!

He really needed to calm down. His internal emotions had never been so visible, but now, they were clearly getting the best of him. "INK... I SWEAR TO GOD.. ONE DAY, I'LL GET MY REVENGE!!! YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS, YOU ASSHOLE!!!" He yelled aggressively, shaking his head furiously at what he was feeling right now, and why it bothered him so much. Ink was his enemy, he couldn't just feel this way about him!

Yet somehow... Error couldn't control it, no matter how hard he tried.

He couldn't resist. And this was what frustrated him the most. This strange feeling... it made him feel weak. Vulnerable. It made him feel as if he was small, it made him feel like he was a mess, both inside and out. Hell, even with his immense hatred for physical touch, he still wanted to get closer to Ink, and he didn't know why!

And to add insult to injury, he was feeling this way about his enemy. His literal ENEMY. Someone he was meant to destroy, someone that was supposed to be his antithesis.
Ink would've most likely never reciprocated any of this either, considering he was, well, lacking a soul. But Error just couldn't help but HAVE these thoughts about him.

And he hated it. Just as much as he hated Ink, with every fibre of his existence. But here he was, anyway.

After his wild tantrum, Error finally started to calm down. His glitches started to subside (for now), although it wasn't a quick process due to his current state of mind.