"I don't trus-t thi-i-s." Error was gripping onto the handlebars like a life-line, staring with wide sockets to the ground a fair distance below them, covered in mounds and mounds of snow and the occasional passer-by either skiing or snow-boarding down the mountain, he himself had a pair of skis while Ink got himself a snow-board.
"Its fine Error, your not going to fall." Ink ushered for the umpteenth time. "Besides, even if you do- which you wont, you have your strings remember? Just Spiderman your way over."
"Compa-re me to Spi-derm-an one mo-re time I -da-re you."
Ink grinned. No promises.
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Sickly - An Errorink Drabble
Короткий рассказError is sickly. Ink takes notice. (Drawing by me) (Error - loverofpiggies) (Ink - Comyet) (Sci - TalkingSoup) (Dream: Joku) (Blueberry: Undertale Community)
