Together again(errink)

Closure

Error smiles and nods. "Just let me know where you want to go," He said, ready to put the destination in on the app so they could go ahead and get whatever Ink wanted to do done.

"The nearest flower shop, then the mall or something. Get a new phone and a beanbag. Then go home and pass out for several hours." Ink says, securing the files in his messenger bag.

Luckily, there was a flower shop close to the mall, so Error put that in the phone and had to wait a minute before their ride got there. He did smile, though, as he also wanted a new beanbag so they could both get one. "I can get some chocolate at the mall too. I'm running low," he said with a smile.

Ink smiles, "You always did like chocolate more than anyone I ever met." Ink finishes his tea, "Oh, and I want to treat us to dinner. Just us."

Error blinked, looking at Ink before laughing, "Of all the things to remember about me, it's that I like chocolate." But, of course, he was willing to steal it, so it may not be a surprise. He was a little surprised by the dinner offer, but he would not turn down free food. "Good thing malls have food Courts then," he said as their car pulled up.

Ink laughs and wraps Error's scarf around his neck, "of course. You never turned down chocolate before. And I'm stealing this for a while."

Error gave a half-annoyed sigh getting into the car. "Fine, but I want it back when we get home," he said. He could let Ink use his scarf for a while; it was the closest thing to being able to hug him if Ink needed it. "And I want fancy ramen for dinner," he said with a smile,

Ink laughs as he gets in, "Okay! I'll give it back. It's just... Comforting." Ink partially covers his face. "I can easily afford it now, so okay." He smiles at Error.

Error was already planning on making one like it for Ink so that he could have the comfort factor. "Yeah...you can wear it for the r-rest of the day," he said, heading to the flower shop. Error smirked as even fancy ramen, in the grand scheme of things, was not as expensive as a steak dinner could be.

Error hoped Ink wouldn't get overwhelmed with the flower shop, mainly because flowers could be colorful, and he knew how Color affects Ink.

Ink closes his eyes to calm down and stay that way. Then, when he opens his eyes, he fiddles with the end of the scarf. He was nervous about the flower shop. More because he didn't know what to expect.

Once they were there, Error didn't think it was different from any other flower shop. He looked at Ink, though, "They usually have arrangements ready; you can pick whatever looks the best." So he said, hoping that could calm Ink down about going in.

"Mmm, okay..." Ink hums. He takes another deep breath and steps out of the car.

Error stays close to Ink, knowing his being around can calm him. And, of course, there were deffernt plants, flowers, and flower things around, all of which looked blurry to Error, but these weren't for him. He seemed slightly annoyed with their welcome but figured he would let Ink handle this.

Ink turns to the employee, "What kind of flowers would be good to leave at someone's grave?"

The employee smiled. "Oh! Well, usually, whatever flowers the monster liked in life. However, if that is not known, lilies or daisies." she said. "But really, there is no right answer. It's the thought that counts."

"I didn't get to know him, but he was an artist. So maybe... Colorful lilies?" Ink asks, unsure.

The employee thought, went to the cooler, and took out a mix of Lilies and colorful daisies. "What about this then? Nice and colorful for an artist," she said, offering the flowers to the skeleton. "And if you want to get something for your boyfriend, roses are always good for that," she whispered, trying to make a more significant sale and help what she thinks is a young couple.