Your P.O.V:

WHAT?!?! HE- HOW- WHY- NANI?!?!

My thoughts were running wild as I tried to figure out HOW IN THE WORLD THIS WAS POSSIBLE.

I stared in shock at the skeleton who now laid in a guest bed of my house, not having even the faintest clue as of how this came to be.

I was still biting my tongue in attempts on not to scream, because if I did, I would've woken up a very dangerous being. My tongue did not seem to enjoy this, because it was in major pain. It might start swelling.

"How in thwe worwld is thwis pwossible?!?!" I whispered to myself.

Ah, yes. There it is, the swelling. I immediately stopped biting my tongue and whimpered, tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

"LaOW laOW laOW laOW laOw laOW laOW!!" I whined, trying to say 'ow.' I failed miserably.

Okay, at this point, I need to fix my tongue because this pain is ridiculous.
I quickly and quietly ran into the hall and took a turn, arriving in the kitchen.

I yeeted the top part of my fridge open, revealing the small freezer. I dug through the frozen foods until I found what I wanted.

Ice cream.

I grabbed the tub of (favorite flavor) ice cream and opened the lid, snatching a spoon from the dish drain beside the sink. I took a big scoop from the ice cream and put it in my mouth, sighing happily as the pain lessened.

'Oh yes, saved by the ice cream!'

I took another scoop and put some more in my mouth, reducing the pain once more. I glanced in the direction of the hallway, thinking about the skele that I brought into my house.

'He might be hunrgy when he wakes up, maybe I should get him something to eat... Yeah, I'll do that, but what would he eat?' I thought, as I ate another scoop of ice cream.

I smiled brightly.

'Pshh, how ridiculous!! Everybody knows he loves chocolate!!' I grinned, putting the lid back on the ice cream and sticking it back in the freezer. I threw the spoon in the sink, and looking at the small twin cabinets above the fridge.

Those are my  favorite cabinets because everyone usually overlooks them and directs their attention straight to the big and obvious ones.
But not me, nope. To me, they are the perfect opportunity to hide things in plain sight. Yep, I loved the cabinets above the fridge.

Unfortunately, I can't reach them.

Okay, yes, I'm not a very tall individual. I can't reach the top of the fridge without having to tiptoe or use a stool. It's a little embarrassing, now that I think about it, but hey, I can't choose my height.

I climbed to the top of the counter and hoisted myself on top of the fridge. I opened the cabinets, and climbed inside, looking for my beautiful heaven.

Chocolate!

Chocolates and sweets are my favorite things to eat, as unhealthy as that may be. I stocked up on so much sweets that I had to make the cabinets have the storage space equivalent to the fridge itself. The doors were intentionally made small, but it actually had a huge interior.

I selected a box of my favorite chocolates then walked out of the cabinets and back on the fridge, closing the doors. I hopped to the floor and walked into the guest room. I think I heard a scream, but decided my mind was playing tricks on me.

Error's P.O.V:

I woke up in a comfortable bed with a fluffy blanket pulled over my body. I groaned as the pain returned and attempted to sit up, looking around.

Okay, big mistake on my part, because I forgot all about the red paint on my entire being. As I sat up, I felt enough pain to last me a lifetime. I screeched as the stinging intensified greatly, immediately regretting my decisions.

My breathing problems returned, and no sooner than they did, some creature walked in the room. It appeared to be a human, and they carried some type of box with them. At that moment, I remembered what my enemy said not too long ago.

"The world we're sending you to is filled with merciless people, but they'll kill you quickly if you're lucky."

My eyesockets widened upon seeing the human who was walking steadily towards me. That box was probably filled with torture devices!!

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECK no! I don't want to die, no way!!

I glared daggers at the human and tensed, trying to ignore the pain. I wasn't very successful, as it still made me pant heavily.

"StAy aWAy fRoM mE, yOu MoNsTEr!"

To my surprise, the human froze, actually listening to what I said. I hissed at them and gave them my most threatening glare, trying to intimidate her.

Honestly, I was terrified. Despite the human listening to me, I still feared them because of what the other sanses said about this place. They said the humans were cruel, evil beings who knew no mercy. The thought of even looking at one had always scared me, but being face to face with one was even worse. I was only acting tough, because God knows what would happen if I showed weakness.

She seemed to attempt to smile, but it looked like grimace. She slowly took a step forward, lifting her hands. This in turn lifted the box, and I did NOT want that closer to me.

"StAY bACk, oR i'Ll kILL yOu!!" I screamed at her, trying to make her stop.

She stopped moving and glanced at my wrists.

Oh cr**, she saw the magic restraints!'

"I-i don't think you can hurt me with those on." She said, pointing at the cuffs.

I hid them behind my back and hissed loudly.

"I cAn sTIlL rIp yOu aPARt!!" I yelled, trying to stand up.

Trying.

Before I had managed to fully stand up, the pain from the paint made my legs buckle, and I fell right back down on the bed. I screamed in pain and panted some more, as my mind was swimming.

The female yelped and rushed over to the side of the bed, examining me.

"A-are you o-okay!?! Wh-what happened, why'd you try get up?!?!" The human asked, snapping me to my senses. She seemed "worried" about my well being.

What a weird human.

I swatted her away with my hand, hissing in pain due to the movement.

"I sAiD, sTAy bACK!!" I yelled, trying to not pass out as a wave of fatigue hit me.

She put her hands in the air in the manner a criminal would when the cops yell, 'hands up!' I glared at the box and hissed louder.

"C-cal-calm down, I w-was only trying to h-h-help!!" She stuttered, as she slowly took a step back.

I glared holes into the box, catching her attention. She looked at the box and smiled a little.

"DoN'T yOu dARe cOmE aT mE wItH yOUr bOX oF tOrTuRe dEvIcES!!" I seethed.

She giggled and put her hands down, grabbing the box with body hands. She opened it and faced it towards me, showing its contents. It was...

♡CHOCOLATE!!♡

My mouth watered at the sight of the brown delicacy, and for a split second, I planned how I would steal it.

But then I remembered who it came from, and it took all the self-restraint in my body to cross my arms and continue glaring at it.

"I wON't eAt yOuR pOIsON, aNd yOu cAN'T mAkE mE!!"

She sighed and looked at me, unamused.

"I-it's just chocolate. I didn't poison it or anything, l-look." She said, as she took a small chocolate and put it in her mouth, chewing and swallowing the dessert.

She looked back at me and smiled, and I noticed that she seemed perfectly fine. She held the box out for me.

"S-see? Now h-here, eat up!"

I eyed the chocolate suspiciously before scooting away from the human and her dessert, internally crying.

"BiTe mE."

The human sighed and set the box down on a dresser beside the bed that I never noticed until now.

"O-okay, w-w-well, you c-can eat i-i-it when you w-want." She said, watching me. 

I hissed and gave her a glare in response.

"I-i'll be b-back later."

"dOn'T."

She then bowed a little and walked over to the door, glancing at me one last time before she shut it.

Now that the immediate threat was gone, I looked around the room in search of any torture devices.

The room was a plain white with a blue baseboard, with the bed, small dresser, closet, and the box of deliciousnes- I mean poison.

I looked at the box intensely and tried to figure out the probability of it being poisoned.

Well, the human didn't die, I guess that means something.

I leaned towards the chocolate, groaning due to the pain it caused me. My skull hovered about an inch above the dessert as I smelt it.

It didn't have the scent of any poison I know, and that means a lot, considering how many times my enemy tried to poison me. No, it instead smelt like sugar and cocoa, making my mouth water. I shook my skull, trying not to give in to my craving.

Just because it doesn't smell like anything doesn't mean it's not poisonous. I-it could still be a trap!!

I closed my eyesockets and tried to clear my head, to no avail. The only thing my mind was saying was 'chocolate.'

Chocolate
Chocolate.
Chocolate!
Chocolate!!!
♡♡CHOCOLATE!!!♡♡

I stared intently at the box of sweets which seemed to be calling me, beckoning, inviting me to sink my teeth into its addictive shell.

I closed my eyes and began to shake, resisting the urge to devour it all.

'Fighting the temptations to eat chocolate is taking a LOT of self control!'

I suddenly opened my eyesockets and glanced at the box, a devilishly mischievous grin spreading across my skull.

Heh, yeah, a lot of self control that I don't have.

Your P.O.V:

I was sitting agaist the door leading to the guest room, the one Error was in. Curled in a ball with my knees pulled against my chest, I was questioning life. Like, HOW ON EARTH ERROR ENDED UP IN MY GUEST ROOM?!?!?

Okay, calm down (Y/n), nothing you can't handle!! You got this!! This will be a piece of cake..... except for the fact that he's your biggest idol and you could mess it all up in the span of four seconds and that he kinda, sorta, WANTS TO KILL YOU!!

I sighed, burying my face in my hands to try block out reality, just for a little bit. Yep, there is no way in the name of God that I will be able to do this, not by a long shot. I'll probably be dead by morning, with my luck.

I glanced back at the doorknob, a small part of me longing to reenter the room. Not to talk to him, or feed him, or even check on him, but instead to simply be in his presence. As odd as it may be, I felt very lucky to have found him, even if he only wants to kill me.

Thinking about it, I should be VERY grateful. There are about 7.1 billion people on this Earth, and of all the houses he could've crashed in, he crashed in mine. Mine. My house. What are the odds?

And all it took was this simple thought, the comparison of the odds to what happened, to fill me with a new sense of joy. Of energy. Of DETERMINATION.

I nodded happily to myself as I stood, feeling energy begin to course through my veins as I set a mental goal.

'This is the one house, out of 7.1 billion, that he crashed in. That my biggest idol crashed in. So, in the name of all things Undertale, I am going to make this the best house for him to stay in. The best in 7.1 billion.'

*You are filled with DETERMINATION

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Oh, hello there! It's been a while since I last updated my books, I know, I still gotta update my other book, 'Error and Me.' Yeah, sorry about that, school has really been getting me down lately. But I suddenly got inspiration to write this one and have already drafted the next chapter! And now I have more free time, so guess what that means...

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Yep, I'll be getting back into the swing of writing, and when I do, expect a lot more updates from me!

OH, and a special thanks to CupcakeRG for reading and adding it to your reading list! Yep, might be a little weird to thank someone for adding a book to a reading list, but it means a lot to me!^^

Thanks for reading, and I hope to see you lovely readers in the next chapter!