~~~~~~~~~~error's pov~~~~~~~~~~
I sat in my empty house and watched the moving truck bring in boxes to the house next door. That house had been for sale for a while, and I had gotten used to the old people. Hopefully the new person isn't as annoying. I sat there watching, waiting to see if I could see the newbie. Took a while but I figured it was a short, white skeleton, with some mark on his cheek, and tattoos on his arms, which was a little weird cause of his age.. It bugged me, why can't he just clean his face? He was wearing a white shirt, with paint stains all over it. Why can't he have a singular pure white thing? I sighed and moved back from the window, almost falling back. Standing up I saw him staring at the window, only moving when someone walked next to him. I thought he might've seen me but it didn't seem like it. I shrugged it off and went to the bed and laid down.
~~~~~~~~~~ink's pov~~~~~~~~~~
Walking into the new house, I shivered. It was really cold like the heat had broke but I couldn't say I wasn't used to it. I just got a hoodie out of one of the boxes and put it on, zippering as I walked. I went to the room I was going to stay in and stared at the walls. All white. I groaned and picked up some blue yarn and some tape. I did this in my old house but found it annoying after a while. But this is a new place, and maybe I'll like it. Shrugging I got a chair and stood, still being a little to short to reach the ceiling. Sighing I stood on my tippy toes and taped a part and went somewhere else. I did this till the entire ceiling was covered in blue. I got another box filled with some pictures i made and hung them from the yarn. After i was done, i stepped back and stared at what I did. It filled most of the room and made it more colorful. I sighed, dreading having to unpack the rest and decided to check out the house next door. It's old and rusted up, like no ones lived in it for a while. I shrugged off the feeling of being watched and opened the gate to the house next door.
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my odd friend (errorink story/oneshots)
FanfictionInk was named the "weird kid" in school. when he moved he became neighbors to error, who is even weirder then ink can't do titles but even worse at descriptions I see
