Change For The Better

I'm Still Error!

     Error had to hiss at the gang a few times, telling them not to pet him. He was still himself. He didn't exactly trust them to be all that gentle though. He hadn't thought about how fragile his body might be, so he had to be wary. Things were still pretty awkward though. He mostly just sat on the couch, knitting, as they cooed about how soft he looked. 'I hate this.' He hissed jokingly. He wasn't exactly 'hating' it. I mean, he was a cat. Cats are small enough to find little spots to hide, he's really fluffy (UvU), and Ink is still pretty confused! 

    While he was deep in thought, he didn't even notice that Dust had started to pet him and that he had started purring. Error blinked. 'Huh? What?' He quickly spun around, hissing at dust. "I'm StIlL ErRoR!" He glared daggers at dust. "Aww! Come on Error! You're really fluffy!" Dust begged. Error hissed once more in response. Dust slumped against the couch, crossing his arms. "Hmph!" 

     

     Error had started hiding under the couch whenever Cross or Dust was in the living room. They continuously would try to pet him whenever he was out in the open, which Error would tell the ghosts, "MAKE. THEM. STAHP." Unfortunately,  the ghosts would do no such thing! Because those little extraterrestrial crazy's also wanted to pet him! So. Error was now laying on his stomach, under the couch. He was so close to falling asleep, which was weird because he usually never wanted to sleep! 'Sleeping. hm. wonder what it's like. Is it like when I was in the void? Will it hurt? Or...No?' He continued to think, but his thoughts had started to slow down. His eyelids grew heavy, and his breathing slowed. 'Yeah...I'll try to sleep...'

     "Hey! You guys hear that?" Dust asked. "Hm? OH YEAH!" Cross agreed. "Sounds like purring?" Dust nodded. "You think...Error's asleep?" Dust asked. A devious smile crossed cross' face. "I'm going to grab him." He revealed, looking under the couch. "Dust! Pick up the couch!" Cross ordered, to which Dust complied, picking up the couch. Cross grabbed Error gently. Dust puts don the couch, on which they both sit.  Error sleeping on Cross' lap, and getting lots of pets from both skeletons. Glitched purring streams the air, causing the two to calm down as well. "Man. Who knew petting a cat was so relaxing?" Dust sighed out. "Cross?" He asked, looking over to his friend. "oh." Cross had fallen asleep with Error on his lap. "No fair!" Dust humphed. 

Nightmare walked into the living room, looking at the sight that was on the couch. "What in the world..."