Painted Glitch - Error x Ink

Ch 3. Stop Destroying

As Error kept wiping the paint off his sweatshirt, Ink appeared in front of him, startling him. "What do you want?!" He demanded. With alarm, Ink stepped back a couple steps and pointed his golden lined paintbrush at Error. "Get away from me!" Error spat. Ink shook his skull and dropped Broomie onto the white surfact of the Anti-void, realizing Error might have been scared. "Are you done destroying now?" Ink carefully asked him. Error lifted his gaze finally to look right into Ink's eyesockets. "If you don't talk to me again-" he stopped in his sentence when Ink held out his right gloved hand.

The glitchy skeleton looked down, away from Ink. Realizing he didn't hate Ink as much as he thought terrified him. If he didn't hate him that much, then how much would Ink like him? Error was searching for words. What did he say? Was there even anything to do? Ink was still waiting for a response, he had to think fast. "Are you thinking about being friends?" Ink suddenly asked. He blinked and kept his eye sockets on Error, his hand still out. "You're..." Error started and Ink tilted his head slightly. "Saying you want to be... Friends? With.. with me?" Ink seemed hurt and his hand immediately flew down, his skull turning to look for Broomie.

"Ink-"  The creator looked like he was about to cry, Error had gotten into his sensitive feelings. "Hold on, are you leaving? Wait-" "If all you think life is is destroying and creating, then you're wrong. Beings make friends. They have families. I know you know how hard that is to not. I do too, Error!" Error's eyes flashed glitches. He always wondered what Ink had been through, but this couldn't be it, could it? Was Ink really more like him than he had anticipated? If so, he actually felt bad for him. "I..." He was out of things to say. Ink was already through a painted portal, leaving Error staring at where he had been standing. He covered his mouth with his hands and his eyes went blank. What had he done...?

As Ink landed on a cloud, Dream appeared next to him and frowned, surprised to see him crying aqua tears. "Ink! What's wrong?" Dream asked him. Ink turned and shook his skull, covering his eye sockets with his hands. "Is it Error? Where is he?! I'll kick his clavicles for making you cry!" Ink just kept crying and he put his knees up and hugged them. Dream put his arms around him and whispered if he wanted to get Nice Cream with Blueberry. Ink nodded and wiped the tears away quickly, no other solutions to this anyway.

As Error thought about being friends with Ink, he realized that he would probably make him make more and more friends. If he did, that would be a problem, but he decided it was fixable anyway. He peered around the white space once again, trying to find something to do. Making a portal with his blue strings, he stood all the way and went through it, it leading him to a cliff that he could look up at at least a million stars. He sat and grabbed out a puppet from his pocket, it was of Ink. He laid it down next to him and stared up at the stars, listening for anything that could help him make his choise...