Suprise, More Guests

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Please comment any ideas, or opinions <3
It would really help
Also, no April fools >:33333
Thx for all the likes and views qwq
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(still third person :p)
Suddenly, another portal open, this one painted with many colours beautifully blended, and looking like it came straight out of a rainbow bucket of paint. Out of it came a figure who knocked Error down in a big hug. He wore a brown scarf, gradiating to beige, a beige shirt with two dark brown straps, a sash filled with multiple vials, all different colours. A light blue fluffy hoodie was tied firmly to his waist, a pair of dark brown pants poking out beneath, ending with a pair of tiger print sneakers. He carried a large paintbrush.
"Ë̤r̤̈r̤̈ö̤r̤̈, Ï̤'m̤̈ s̤̈ö̤ s̤̈ö̤r̤̈r̤̈ÿ̤!" He was sobbing.
He lifted his head. An ink stain was there on the side of his cheeks, he had a very startling rainbow tongue, and his eyesockets....
They were different shapes, one was a blue rectangle and the other was an upside down orange triangle.
"һяҡ-! ꀤꈤꀘ ꂦꂦꎇ- ꓄ꃅꍟ ꃅꍟ꒒꒒??!!!! 010001010101100011"
A blue screen appeared over Error's head.
It read:
Error 404
Error.exe has crashed
Reboot 1% complete
'Error' signs filled his eyes, and he stilled- Ink stumbled backwards; what was happening?
Geno groaned, face-palming. "You've done it, you idiot. He's haphephobic! You surely scared him to death."
Ink looked at him, ashamed. "S̤̈ö̤r̤̈r̤̈ÿ̤...."
"I swear, you're worse than Fresh when he feels like bugging him. I guess that's one of the reasons why Error likes to avoid him...."
Chara's POV
Wow, I can't get a word in edgewise. Probably forgot about us. 'Back to the SAVE screen' I thought.
"Okay, Frisk, can we change now?"
"Fiiiinnnneeeeee, but only if you say please~"
"Please...." I grumbled.
I felt myself leave her body, and become a ghost again.
"Ahhhh, much better. Now she knows what's in store for her if she dares attempt another no MERCY run... Now,how to get these people to leave?"
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Well, here we go :3
Ink by myebi

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