A Very Long Highschool Fic (Ink x Error)

Chapter One: Oh yeah! We're stuck here now.

Ink was chatting in the hallway with a group of his friends, packing up to go home at the end of the long week. Listening closer, Error picked up that it was probably something about theater, but he couldn't figure out anything more specific than that because of all the chatter from other students.

Error wasn't part of the conversation or even in the group, he was just nearby behind a corner of the hallway watching Ink. He didn't like to think of it as stalking but it was probably something close to it. People-watching is something people do, right? Even if the person you're watching is your crush it's probably still fine. It's not like he had a notepad and was writing down his daily schedule or something.

Ink's group said their goodbyes and went on their way. From what Error had picked up, he was pretty sure they were going to meet up during that weekend to practice lines for a play or something like that.

People were clearing out of school to go home. Ink however stayed and was looking around for something, looking kind of worried. Error saw his eyes change to a slightly tilted green box and an orange half-circle with a blue tear mark inside of it. Ink started walking over to Error's corner of the hallway.

Now, Error had two choices: go and hide somewhere so that Ink couldn't see him, and probably be found and look weird, or he could let himself be seen and ask Ink what he was looking for. The latter was obviously the better choice, but when Ink got closer Error freaked out and started frantically looking for a place to hide.

The hallways were long enough that he couldn't just run away as fast as he could to find another corner, the bathrooms were too far away and the nearby classroom doors were most likely locked. Error took his only chance and ran into the slightly open closet door and closed it.

Once inside, Error turned off the lights and sat in one of the corners farthest from the door. The room was small but bigger than most closets and just had some basic janitor supplies, no bucket with yucky water in it though. The room was pretty dirty and the floor was just concrete.

Error listened for the footsteps outside. He heard some getting closer and walking around the hall- those were probably Ink's footsteps. Soon enough though they disappeared and Error could start thinking of leaving.

The door opens. Error couldn't see who came in. He heard the door slowly being shut and somebody flick on the light

Ink and Error made eye contact.

"What- What are you doing here!?!" Error asked frantically.

"I was just getting some supplies, what are you doing in here?" Ink was also embarrassed but not flustered like Error was.

"Why the hell would you leave your stuff in here??? Just put it in your locker or something instead of a dirty closet!"

Ink crossed his arms and his eyes change to a red circle and a sort of blue arrow. "Fine, I'll admit it: I wasn't here for supplies. What are YOU doing here?"

"I-" Error glitched, and struggled to come up with a good answer, "Same reason as you I guess then!"

Unexpectedly, instead of arguing back demanding information or something, Ink smiled and laughed at that. "Alright alright, it's fair then." Error took a second to process it, then stood up off the floor.

"So... could we leave now?" Error swore he could see something in Ink's head go 'ding'. His eyes turned into an outline of a lightbulb and an exclamation point.

"Oh yeah! We're stuck here now."