No Strings On Me ~Error Sans X Reader~

tHReE

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     "What do you mean, 'your friend destroyed my universe'?" (Y/N) asked.

     "Well, my friend, Error, kinda sorta has a hatred for nearly everyone and everything in existence...so he kinda sorta destroys universes...because he kinda sorta thinks there should only be one universe...which kinda sorta wasn't yours," said Ink, nervously rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact with her.

     (Y/N) started tearing up, her eyes grew hot. "So, everyone I know and love is gone?"

     "Uh...yeah."

     She turned away for a second, taking deep breaths and opening her eyes up widely to dry out the tears. Once she composed herself, she turned back to her new friends. 

     "What am I going to do now?" she asked. Blue's eyesockets seemed to grow large.

     "Human! I suggest that you stay with us! We could become the greatest of friends! Mwehehehe~!" said Blue.

     Dream smiled. "I like that idea. You seem like someone we could get along with very easily."

     "Really? I don't know..." she said. 

     "I agree," Ink aid. "Who knows, maybe soon we'll think Error destroying your home is the best thing that could've happened to you!"

     Suddenly, the heard the sound of a portal opening came from behind him. "Speak of the devil..."

     A skeleton walked in through the opened portal. Unlike the others, he had black bones rather than white. He had red eyesockets with blue tear-like lines running down his cheekbones. He wore a black jacket over a bright, saturated red shirt. His slippers were black, and the word 'Error' surrounded him. His teeth were a dull yellow color, like a human's when they haven't brushed them in forever.

     Ink crossed his arms, tapping his foot with a frown on his face. Error turned to look at them, seeing the look on Ink's face.

     "Uh...did I do something wrong?" he asked. 

     "'Did you do something wrong'? Yes! You broke our truce, Error!" he yelled. Error flinched at the power in his voice. Ink seemed genuinely mad for once. 

     "Oh, so you noticed?" Error said.

     "'Oh, so you noticed?' Of course I noticed!"

     "Well, um...sorry?"

     "Sorry doesn't rebuild what took me forever to make!"

     "That paintbrush you're always carrying around can, though."

     "That's not how it works! If I tried to recreate a universe, it's timeline would start from the very beginning all over again. And then, once it finally gets to the point where you destroyed the universe last, a second you would destroy it again!"

     Error sighed. "What should I do?"

     "You can start by apologizing to the only survivor, who's conveniently right here," Ink gestured toward (Y/N). She cringed.

     "Ink, that's really not necessa-"

     "I'm sorry," interrupted Error. Ink stared at him, dumbfounded.

     "That's shocking. I didn't even have to put you in a headlock to get you to say sorry," Ink said. 

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     Error had known of (Y/N) falling into the Doodle Sphere. He had been watching as it happened. He took that as a chance to get rid of everyone else that was distracting her from him. All he wanted was for her to notice him. 

     "I'm sorry," he said, interrupting (Y/N).

     Ink looked at him with a shocked expression on his face. "That's shocking. I didn't even have to put you in a headlock to get you to say sorry."

     Error chuckled. "Heh, yeah."

     (Y/N) cleared her throat. She walked up to Error, sticking out her hand. 

     "Sorry, we haven't properly met. My name is (Y/N)."

     "I know."

     "Um, what?"

     "What?"

     (Y/N) nervously giggled, bringing back her hand after Error didn't shake it. "Yeah, right...okay."

     Ink looked at Error with a frown. Oh no, Error thought. He knows I'm up to something.

    Error awkwardly laughed. "Well, I would love to stay and chat, but I have things to do, people to talk to, places to see..."

     "Oh, yeah. You do that," said Ink. Error half-smiled as he left through another portal to the Anti-Void, a big, white open space in the middle of nowhere. And, he liked it that way.

     Puppets hung from the nonexistent ceiling by glowing, blue strings. They all looked like different Sanses. Error grabbed one off of it's cords that looked like Dream. He summoned his own strings, tying them to the dolls limbs. He made it dance around, do backflips and somersaults. 

     After a couple of minutes of playing with his doll, he got bored and grabbed another one. The other one was black. He only had one, blue button eye and a white smile stitched into his face.  Black tendrils protruded from it's back. He forced the two dolls to fight one another, until the second one ultimately won. He laughed to himself.

     "Like always," he muttered. He thought and thought. Finally, he snapped his fingers together, as if he had thought of an idea. He grabbed two, (E/C) buttons, some wool, a needle and some thread. Quickly, he got to work on his newest creation.

     Two hours later, he held up his new doll in front of his face. It was replica of (Y/N). He had sewn pink circles into her cheeks to replicate her rosy cheeks, and black stitches were sewn in near the eyes to look like eyelashes. The puppet had (H/C) hair, just like hers. Error smiled at the mini (Y/N), fiddling with it in his hand. He smiled, hanging her onto the ceiling with all of his other puppets.

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     "That was certainly...weird," said (Y/N). "He was different."

     "Yeah, that's one way to describe him," Ink said. She laughed. Blue and Dream had run off, doing their own thing. Ink and (Y/N) stared at the ground in an awkward silence. After a few minutes, Ink broke the silence.

     "So, what do you like to do in your free time? Like, as a hobby?" he asked, initiating a conversation. (Y/N) thought to herself.

     "Well, I like to sing, though I suck at it," she said, giggling to herself.

     "You're probably not as bad as you think. That's usually how I feel about my art, though everyone insists that I'm an artistic genius."

     "I get the artist vibes from you," she said jokingly. He chuckled. 

     "Did the oversized paintbrush give it away?"

     She snickered. "Kinda sorta."

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