Error POV
I remember the first day I met him. My husband. The love of my life. It was about four years ago.
My first battle with him. I'd heard of him before that but, never seen him.
When I did I was stunned. He was nothing like I thought he'd be. I thought he'd be more...intimidating.
Instead I was faced with this small...cute... over excited skeleton.
I thought it'd be an easy win. He kicked my ass.
He punched me, kicked me. Jabbed me in the 'gut' with his paint brush. I was both confused and... taken aback.
I fell for him the moment he hit me.
Literally.
After the fight he healed me. I honestly liked talking with him. We fought again and again. And each time we talked more and more.
Until one day I confessed to him. He was overjoyed. Jumping and hugging me.
My soul absolutely melted when he smiled.
A few years later we had Gradient. And a year after that we had Pj. We aren't married. We don't think it necessary.
"Wow. I honestly expected something more." Pj said.
I Shrugged.
"I didn't really give you details." I told him.
Ink and Gradient came back from battle. Ink was laughing and Gradient was trying to make sure he didn't break anything.
Inky explained the fight excitedly while Gradient fell asleep on the couch.
"It was fun!" Ink said.
