STOP. FIGHTING. GODDAMMIT.

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Blueberry POV:

Everyone was fighting. Not physically mind you, but verbally. They were all yelling at each other, until they all stopped when they saw me standing there. "I made dinner." I saw matter of factually, placing said dinner on the table in front of me. Everyone silently walks over to the table, sitting down. "So... What have you been  up to Sans?" Papyrus asks. "What I've been doing? I thought it was obvious! I've been doing Error of course!" I say with a giggle. Error's entire face goes yellow with blush while Papyrus faints. Ink just chuckles.

"Bl-Blue... Could you not flirt with me here?" Error asks. I pretend to think about this for a bit. "Fine, but I expect flowers as a reward for turning off my flirting." I say, crossing his arms. "Ok, I'll be gone for a bit though to find the right one." Error says, looking at me.

My  face falls, I feel terrified. "N... Never mind..." I say, sounding like Error had just murdered all the happiness in his life. Error looks at me and smiles, "Come on, I was joking, I know exactly where I'd have to look for the flower." he says. "C-Could I come with you?" I ask, I'm still be traumatized over what happened. He sighs, "Sure." He says and kiss me on the cheek, "Anything for you my little muffin." He adds. I feel relieved. "Thank you..." I whisper to him. he nuzzles my neck, smiling.

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