Create and Destroy, an Ink X Error Story

Forgive and Forget? Part 2

Okay so this is a part two of the last one. If you remember I said this was gonna be a one shot so there is no particular order. Okay you can read now. Even though nobody's probably gonna read this.

Ink was at his home. That was quite the grocery trip... He saw someone he hadn't seen in years, Error. And he was being nice?! What was this bullshit?!? He made a quick lunch and sat down in his family room. (Or living room, whatever you want to call it.) He stared at the wall he had before. The one with the scene of Undertale's Waterfall. He remembered how he had noticed how every little detail was almost to perfect, it was if he wanted a mistake. He looked at the other surrounding walls, each covered with a unique painting. Each looked as though they were missing a mishap. Ink had never felt this way before, and this feeling was very strange. He had been staring at this wall for so long, minutes, even hours passed. Before he knew it, it was 10:00 PM, and he dragged himself up to his bed. Now just because he was in his bed doesn't mean he slept. In fact, he did just the opposite. He stared at all the paintings in his room. He was starting to get agitated and upset.
"What am I missing!?!?!" He yelled. And now that the yell had slipped from his throat, he had realised that he had experienced this feeling before, but he hadn't recognized it. Now that he was really thinking about it, it wasn't just his paintings missing something, it was his life.
Each day was filled with something, to easy to be true. He wanted something bad to happen. Something had been missing for, at least five years, he thought. (If you haven't read the last chapter, or don't why I chose five years, re-read the beginning of the last chapter.) He groaned. All this thinking was hurting his head. He eventually fell asleep.

~Le Skip Because Author-chan Has No Dream Ideas For Ink~

Ink woke up and headed downstairs to make himself breakfast. He poured some Temmie Flakes into a bowl (everyone loves Temmie Flakes right? also when I typed Temmie it autocorrected it to all caps. lol) and sat down in his kitchen. He slowly ate the Flakes and then sat down in a soft armchair. He looked around.
"You know what," Ink said aloud, "Maybe I should call Error. He wanted to be my friend, and I would like to see him create something, instead of destroying one." Ink gave him a call.

( I=Ink, and E=Error. K?)

ringedy ring ring ring rong ring ringy ring ring (I'm sorry 😂)

E : Hello?
I : Oh, hi Error, it's Ink.
E : Oh, Ink! I didn't think you would call, after, uh you know. Sorry 'bout that, by the way.
I : Oh, its okay. I was wondering if you would like to come to my house? I would like to see you create some art.
E : Wow, sounds like fun! Can I have your address?
I : Sure. [insert random address here] There you go.
E : Okay, thanks Ink. Be over in a few. Bye!
I : Bye!
Click

Okay, now Error was coming, and he needed to get dressed. He walked into his room, and looked in his closet. He rummaged around for a bit.
"Dammit, I have no good clothes." He said. Wait, why do I care, its not a date or anything... He grabbed his normal, AU traveling clothes, (his original clothes) and left his room. Luckily, he kept his house neat and tidy, so he didn't have to clean up. Not long after, he heard a knock on the door. Ink opened the door to find Error in a flannel and jeans. The flannel was unbuttoned a bit to show a part of his chest (ribs? Idk, I suck at writing the skellys)
'OMFG HE'S HOT' Ink said in his head.
"Hey Ink!" Error chirped.
"H-hi!" Ink shakily replied. He stepped out of the doorway to let Error into his home. Ink could tell that Error loved his paintings, which confused him and made him feel nice at the same time. He summoned to painting stands (idk what they're called sorry) and handed Error one of his special brushes that didn't need paint. Error started to paint. It wasn't good. It was amazing. He had his own painting style that just blew Ink away. But there were mistakes. He messed up many times, unlike Ink. But it was perfectly incomplete. It was at that point he realised what was missing from his paintings, and life. It was Error.

He was totally crushing on the destroyer of AUs.

Okay doneee. Sorry if this is bad, it is 8:00 in the morning and Author-chan stayed up until 4 in the morning watching Black Butler. Please comment a scenario that you would like to see come next. Yet again, thank you for reading this. I had fun writing it and it means a lot to me that you are reading this. Actually, nobody's probably gonna read this, its trash. OK bOI!!!!

~ Author-chan