I'm aliiive! I'm alive.

Had this for a bit.

RQ by poofiecat

Sorry for the wait~

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Error stared at the sky above him. The never ending white sky. He sighed. 

When's he even going to do things without thinking they're useless. He's been so used to destroying, and just chatting with Nightmare and the others. 

That's actually the only thing he has been doing before. Endless destruction.

Eventually, Ink got bored and decided to stop, thus Error stopping aswell. It's not like he has a reason to destroy now. The reason was because he'd need to balance out how many timelines were up and running, and how far more can even be created.

Error sat up from his couch, scratching his cheek ''Hm... I feel like d-doing something now. But what the h-hell do I do...'' He crosses his arms closing his eyes to think.

An image of Nightmare appeared, though it faded due to him probably just reading books. He's gained a hobby of reading books now. Dream has been reading with him more often so he can't exactly ask Dream to do anything with him either.

''Want to try one?'' Nightmare held one up. Error stared at it for a moment and nodded, taking his glasses from a portal as Nightmare snickered ''You even have glasses. How convenient.'' He commented. Dream stifled a giggle ''It is convenient. But don't worry Error, you're bound to like this book.''

After half an hour through their reading session Error ended up falling asleep. Leaving the two brothers to their own accords.

He shook his head ''Nope. N-No reading...'' 

Another image appeared. This time it was Outer. Him and a few other timelines were the only ones he actually favored and didn't want to destroy. Though, Outer would be doing nothing aswell. He'd either be stargazing or would be asleep while floating. He'd also wake up in different parts of the place. But he could always teleport back. Though it would still be a trouble for Outer if Error would wake him up.

Error entered the timeline, and stood on the cliff that had the best view. He suddenly heard snoring, and looked around for a bit.

He saw Outer floating. He was also asleep. Error narrowed his eyes and snorted.

Error took his leave later on. Not wanting to create a fuss for the other.

Again he shook his head, he hummed ''I don't feel like s-sleeping either... Honestly if I need someone to nap with it would be either Classic or Outer... Both of them are the best.'' He places both his hands behind his skull. Now stretching.

Suddenly Blue appeared in his head. 

''Oh! You have nothing to do?'' Blue asked, standing straight. Error nodded ''No. I have n-nothing to do nowadays. I've done my routine stitching and sewing so the rest of the time I am f-free.'' He explained.

Blue awed, perking up when an idea popped up ''If you want to hang out, we could train! You know, just some sparring! I've been needing a sparring partner ever since Alphys started researching with Doctor Undyne.'' He proposed.

Error looked away for a moment before he laughed ''Y-You want to spar with a god of destruction?'' He says. Blue twiddled his fingers pouting ''Hey, just because you beat me last time doesn't mean I am completely helpless. I was actually injured during that time! So I wasn't at my full strength!'' He exclaims reluctant   

With that, Error raises his hand, strings now slowly coming out ''If you say so, Blueberry.'' He plainly says

Blue shrunk seeing the strings ''A-Alright, come at me!'' He summoned two bones and took a defensive stance.

Error laughed a bit. He ended up fracturing his leg. Though Dream responded quickly and healed him up. But even after that he still insisted on sparring with him. Dream had to stay incase of an aftermath with Blueberry. 

He shook his head once more, frowning ''G-God I really don't have anything to do nowadays except sewing huh...'' He mumbled.

But there was still someone he could hang out with... the rest were lost causes for he does not have a postive status with them.

Like he had a positive status with the one he's thinking off either way. 

Ink's image appeared. Out of everyone, he actually has a wide variety of hobbies and activities. 

He groaned ''If I'm not going to die of boredom I might aswell...'' 

!

Ink held his paintbrush as he stood infront of the canvas. He grinned ''This is actually going good! Hm... What else to add on this...'' He thought.

But that was short lived when he heard a knock on his door. He raises an eyebrow and runs over to the door. Opening it to see Error.

Ink widened his eyes before smiling widely, hugging him ''Error! What are you doing here?'' He happily asked, Error froze for a moment and had his hands up. Ink remembered about his phobia before pulling away.

''Crap, I forgot about your phobia. I'm sorry.'' Ink apologized, looking down. Error shook his head and lowered his hands ''N-No it's okay.'' He told him. Ink suddenly perked up, his smile now on his face again ''Thank you for accepting it. Now, what has you coming here?'' He leans forward a bit, his hands behind him.

Error looks away and scratches his cheek ''Uh... I h-had nothing to do... So I figured hanging out with you. That is if you want to! If not, then I'll be on my way.'' He turns around before Ink took his hand ''Oh no no no, we can hang out!'' He says.

Error turns to him, seeing his hand being held by the other ''Look, I've wanted to just do things with you a long time ago, so this happening all of a sudden is actually making me really happy! So if you want to hang out, we can!'' He smiled warmly. 

Seeing his face, Error turns away again. A faint blue blush crawling on his own ''S-Sure artist...''

!

Placing his hands on his hips, Ink grinned ''Now, is there anything you want to propose to do?'' He asks. Error shook his head ''No. I thought you'd think of what to do.'' He tells him.

Ink hummed, a hand on his chin before an idea popped up. He raises a finger ''What about painting? Wanna give it a try?''

Error scoffed ''Ink, you know I don't know how to paint, draw, or anything related to art.'' 

Ink laughed embarrassed ''Oh yeah. But you still know how to make dolls, they're a piece of art too you know.'' He tells him. 

''I'm doubting that they're a piece of art. But I can say that they're made with patience.'' He says.

''See? If you have the patience to sew, then art shouldn't be a problem!''

Error rolled his eyes ''Ink, I'm still clueless on how to paint. Is there anything else we could try?"

Ink took a moment to think. Another idea came up "How about... Abstract painting? Know what it is?"

Error sighed "Ink, as I said. I don't know how to paint."

"But abstract painting is different! You can create a piece of art by any means! Even if you were just to splatter buckets of paint on it, the outcome is a piece of art."

This seems to have gotten Error's interest. He looks at him "Huh... I guess we could try that."

Ink clapped "Awesome! I'll set the canvas up."

He left the room and entered the next one, he motions Error to come in and he does just that. He takes a moment to investigate the place.

The exterior looked like a plain house, but inside the interior was solid and high end.

He walks in the room Ink was in and was surprised to see a large piece of paper on the floor.

Next to that were buckets of paint. Ink hummed as he kept moving things.

Error raised a finger "Uh... Ink? What's this for." He asks. Ink looks up at him "Oh. This is what people usually do with abstract art. They place a huge piece of canvas on the floor, and start working."

"And how does this work?"

"Works in any way! Except anything about ripping the paper."

Error stares at the paper. Then at the bucket of paint. Ink was about to say something before Error's strings started appearing from the tip of his fingers.

The strings slowly entering the buckets, coating themselves in different types of paint.

Then after that, they all hovered on top of the paper. Most of the strings entangled with each other before they all dropped.

The paint splattered a bit, as the strings moved in unison. Ink watched the act in awe. Error staying quiet.

When the strings stopped altogether, they all lifted up. All of them now retracting into Error's fingers. His hands getting a bit of paint.

Ink smiled widely at the piece that was on the floor.

The image had a spiderweb. The color of them were blue, yellow, and green. Multiple ones. And in each one, there was a small red patch in the middle.

Ink could only think that it was a soul or a heart.

He looks at Error "So... I see what you did. It was as if your strings had a soul in its grasp. Like how a spider would entangle its prey after catching it." He says.

Error looks away "Y-Yeah... I'm surprised you figured that out..." He mumbled. Ink giggled "Of course I would! But anyways, Error this looks really good! I'll have to make a frame for this." He looks down at it. Error turns to him "Frame? It's not even an actual piece of art."

Ink moves and stood in front of Error, tilting his head "Anyone's first drawing or painting is a piece of art. They often think it isn't. It just has to develop overtime. Once you look at your latest piece then you'd look back at your first one and smile, seeing as how far you've gotten." The shapes of his eyes turned into a purple square and a cyan triangle. He had a warm smile on his face.

Hearing this, Error blushed again. This time Ink noticed it and laughed "Are you flustered? I'm just complimenting you!" He says. Error scoffed "H-Hell I am flustered..." He muttered. His blush still on his face.

Ink stopped laughing, his hands returning to his back "So... Is thlere anything else do you want to do?"

Error breathes in and out, looking at his hand "I... I've never done this. This is new to me. But I enjoyed it nonetheless."

"New to you huh? Do you like trying new things out?"

"I never did. I thought things would stay as it is permanently."

Error paused. He narrowed his eyes, looking away from him "But... If it's with you, I won't mind if I'll do new things." He blushed.

Ink widened his eyes, smiling widely as a blush also went to his face "Oh wow really? That... Is something new that I've heard from you. Okay Error, let's do some things now eh?" He told him.

"Huh... Yeah. Yeah sure."

Ink giggled, a hand in front of his mouth "Then I look forward to it."

Error smiled "Right back at you, Ink."