26. Getting Married

267 11 7
                                    

ook this is gonna suck because honeslty i have 0 interest in weddings and dunno how to wrtie this shit-
also since this is on topic imma just-
I once watched a five nights at freddys dare video (it was utter and complete cringe like terrible lmao) and chica and freddy got married (god forbid past me for enjoying this) but it went like
whoeverwas the priest: Chica do you take Freddy to be your husband through thicc and thin (and other shit)
Chica: YES I WANT
I CANT OMG
YES I WANTTTT
NOT I DO
BUT YES I WANTTTT LMAOOO
"YES I WANT THAT ASS"
I still wheeze at this years later
ok prepare for cringe)













Errors confident grin was faltering for every minute that passed by- not to mention he felt a little off in the suite he was wearing (Ink had convinced him to wear it, for he judged it saying 'it looks hot on you' and that was enough reason for him.

Blue stood in the room with him, watching him with gentle worry in his eyes. "It'll be fine Error." He reassured for (about) the hundredth time, he'd learned to recognize the anxiety creeping into Errors facial expression every time he saw it.

"B-ut wh-at if I m-e-s--s some-thing u-p-p!?" The glitches were abundant in his words, making it obvious his nervousness was only getting worse with the fact he was supposed to be out there any minute now, but couldn't bring himself to move.

"If you do, Ink will probably laugh at it, or wont even notice- you know how he is. He won't care Error, he just wants to be with you. Thats the whole point of a wedding. Now get out there before Ink thinks you stood him up or something! That, he will care about!" Blueberry urged, attempting to drag Error up via his sleeve.

Taking a heavy breath, Error finally stood (half because Blueberry was literally going to disarm him with how hard he was pulling). "Oka-y, oka--y."

"Finally! Now go get married!" Blueberry promptly shoved Error out of the room, ignoring the protests.

. . .

Error was more anxious than ever before- so much so he almost wondered if he might pass out (now that would suck big time)- as he stood, awaiting the moment Ink would waltz through the doors.

Blueberry was seated in the front, giving him thumbs up with his pinpricks shining in excitement for his friend.

Error, almost numbly, gave him a shaky half-thumbs up back.

Suddenly- making him jolt too attention- the music began playing.

The sight of the door moving immediately drew his attention- not that he hadn't been having a staring contest with the door.

Error was stunned by the sight of Ink.

He had managed to convince him to wear a dress- only because he maybe wanted to tease Ink about it later, definitely only maybe.

But, wow.

Ink had outdone his expectations (which weren't much, given he only cared about spending the rest of his life with his dear Inky).

A void-black dress that dragged ever so slightly behind him, accompanied with white dots that clearly- for him- served as stars. There was even a blanket of net covering the dress, different layers and different colors that corresponded to the ever so popular, Aurora Lights.

It reminded him of Outertale.

He smiled, feeling as if the anxiety nagging at him had been a little calmed by even a bare reminiscence of the soothing AU he had visited many times over.

Ink was smiling as well, giving him an intense stare that was stock filled with passion.

Error swore that Ink had chosen this design for a reason, more than just looking stunning- almost as if signifying how Outertale had been one of the first places they ever talked peacefully.

Finally, Ink stood in front of him.

Error drew out a long breath. "Wow." It was just loud enough for Ink to hear the awe in his soon-to-be husband's voice.

It prompted a little giggle out of him, which warmed Errors poor heart.

Standing at the alter was a Grillby- from what AU, he didn't know, but it was certainly one where Grillby knew of AUs and how to do weddings, apparently. "We are gathered here today, to bear witness to the joining of two people, Error and Ink." Grillby began, sweeping his gaze across the room, "Do you, Error, take Ink as your lawfully wedded husband?"

Swallowing nervously- the anxiety had wormed its way back through his astonishment at Inks choice of wear. His mind drew a blank as he tried to pull apart his vows he had rehearsed to himself in the bathroom so many times- he didn't even know how he could have forgotten them. "I-I... I nev-er tho-ught I wo-uld-d have man-ag-ed to fin-d some-one to l-ove, b-u-t-" He had to literally choke down the 'uh' that was trying to pop up between almost every word, "he-re I am, wi-th you... I d-o." He tried to pry his gaze from flickering to the crowd- mostly filled with friendly residents of AUs who had seen the two many times before, and managed to become friends- those eyes seemed like they were judging him, his mind close to completely shutting down.

He felt disappointed in himself for forgetting all the words he had practiced too tell Ink- too show how much he loved him- but had instead had to whip together a whole new one, many words short of what he would have liked to say.

Ink, however, was not bothered by the (In Errors opinion) pathetic 'speach' and instead smiled. Ink didn't mind if it sounded a bit corny, in fact, he thought it was better that Error was at least trying for him- because he knew that his mind was in a turmoil with the amount of glitching he was holding through.

"From the first day I saw you, destroying an AU, I wanted to befriend you, I wanted to show you kindness- all that I could possibly give. When you finally accepted my offer, I was ecstatic, and when you told me you loved me, I was scared. I never imaged you falling for me, I couldn't... love you back, with my soullessness and all, but, I love that you ended up reassuring me so many times that, in a way, I could love. That I could love you back, that I was able to date you- what seemed impossible coming from you." He gave Error a cheeky grin, "And now, I will gladly take your hand in marriage for the rest of my life. I do."

Error was wholeheartedly warmed from the vow, his anxiety washed away from the anticipation of what would happen next, even the clearly upcoming crash had been held back, what he knew would be said in just a few moments.

"Error, place your ring on Ink, and with it, I wed thee."

Error fumbled in his pocket for a mere second- he almost had a soul-attack as he thought he'd lost it, forgot it or dropped it somewhere- but he soon found it. With a nervous smile, he, after a few attempts from his shaky hands, slid the ring onto Inks ring finger. The ring was gold but also mixed with other warm colors that looked somewhat like a fire- he thought of it in the way that Ink sent his heart aflame without any effort.

Once seeing as it was placed, Grillby continued. "Ink, place your own ring on Error, and with it, I wed thee."

Error couldn't stop smiling- as if he were smitten a second time just from the moment between them- as Ink slid the ring on his respective finger. Admiring it for a second, Error saw it was also gold, except it was equipped with blue- something like diamonds, though it probably wasn't exactly diamonds- that had been imbedded around the ring, as if the ring had its own ring.

They shared a glance, knowing what would be said next had Errors soul beating fast.

"I now pronounce you, husband and husband! You may now kiss the groom." 

Error promptly hugged Ink closer to himself- they held eye contact for a moment, as if they had never met before and needed to inspect every detail of the other- and then he leant down, kissing Ink and securing their new title. Within moments of getting lost, they remembered this was a ceremony- with people- and although they didn't much want too- the warmth of being pressed together like this was alluring and almost remiscent of other... heated moments- they pulled apart.

The few monsters gathered clapped- not that they were particularly focused on it.

The newly weds only cared about each other in the moment- Error would have to get used to calling Ink his husband.



































31 Shiptober Errorink Writing ChallengeWhere stories live. Discover now