(What if Error was a dancetale sans once? His strings tie around his bones when he encounters someone, keeping him from dance-fighting the person if they end up fighting. Let's just say he hates not being able to do what his soul begs him to do.)

"Let's have a dance-fight!"

Error blinked , his soul stopping as he stared at the creator,".....what...?"

Ink stood proudly, a smirk on his face," you heard me! We should have a dance fight! If I win, you stop destroying, and if you win I stop creating!"

Error's soul started feeling fuzzy and warm..

Is Ink serious right now? H-he can't be...

But... This is his chance to at least lessen the pain his soul is going through by doing his old attacks...

There may be a possibility that he could lose, but the reward and experience will so so fucking worth it.

Error's eyesockets narrowed mainly for effect," Is there strings attached?"

Ink waved his hand," Pssssh, no! No strings attached."

Ok, it's way too tempting.

Error grinned now, this time of pure ecstasy," Alright.... Let's dance, rainbow ass. "

Ink now looks like he regrets choosing this... Maybe because Error's actually happy about doing this instead of worried?

They were brought into the fight area as the FIGHT started. This time, instead of complete darkness.. There was a whole dance floor.

This should be fun~

(It's small, it's short, I know... But this is all I could come up with for this ^-^')