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"In-k, I'm goin-g to Sci's. He wan-t's to do some te-st's or somethi-ng." Error huffed, putting down his phone as he slowly pulled away from his and Inks warm cuddle pile they had going with blankets galore.

Ink pouted, already feeling cold. "Aww, but you were so warm. I'll freeze without you!"

"You m-ean hot." Error corrected, grinning and completely ignoring Inks protest.

"No, I mean warm."

"In-k."

"What?" Ink blinked in confusion, eyelights a swirl and question mark.

Error sighed and pinched the brow of his nose.

"What?" Ink repeated in a whinier tone, laughing a little. He was totally lost.

"I meant I looked hot."

"Ohh."

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