(Sorry for such a late update. Pallet and Goth will be coming, but I don't like the story and am gonna just redo the whole thing. Because of that, I made this a while ago and decided to post it to hold you guys off. There will be mention of suicide in here so trigger warning. I also got permission to continue the book 'Behind The Scenes' for you who read it. Someone else will also continue it, but keep an eye out for that coming soon.)

Error P.O.V

I stare at the pen and paper sitting before me in the antivoid. I debate for a while if I want to do it. I sigh, knowing I have to. I pick up the pen and paper and begin to write. If this is the only way to make my love happy, then so be it. My pen dances along the paper as words flow from its trail. I had a lot of time to think about what I wanted to write. After it's finished, I read it over one more time. Nodding contently, I get up and walk to a place in the antivoid. I get everything set up. Happy birthday, Ink.

Ink P.O.V

I go to my house after visiting some people. I open the door and reach for the light. I turn it on only to be greeted with shouts of happy birthday. My mouth falls open at the surprise birthday party. It's colorful and decorated with art supplies and rainbows. I look around and see almost every sans here. The one absent being Error. He never did like big gatherings or parties. I sigh, wishing he was here. We are complete opposites, but that doesn't mean I hate him. I feel someone jump on my back. I hear the laughs of someone I know well.

"Hey Blue." Blue gets off of me and stands before me.

"Hiya Ink! Do you like the surprise party?"

"Yeah, it's amazing." Blue squeals and hops a little in place.

"Dream did the decorations, I made the food, and we made the guest list of people who were invited. We invited everyone but Error, which is confusing. Dream told me that Paint told him that you hate him, but I mean, he invited Horror and Dust. Anyways, do you want anything to eat?"

"No thank you."

"Okie!" Blue walks away, skipping to the snack table. I chuckle and look around me some more, keeping an eye out for my brother.

"This is a rad party you got here homeslice." I turn around to the unmistakable voice. I see the bright skeleton standing behind me. I smile.

"It is isn't it. They did a really good job at it. I had no clue." Fresh chuckles and nods. We stand there in an awkward silence before Fresh speaks up.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" I see Paint walk to the kitchen.

"I wish I could talk some more, but I need to talk to my brother. I'm sorry." Fresh nods.

"It's okay broseph. Catch you on the flip side."

"Seeya." He grabs his skateboard and skates to a group of people. I begin to walk to the kitchen only to get stopped by Dream.

"Hi Ink." I smile.

"Hi Dream. Thanks for throwing me the party. It means a lot."

"Of course! What are friends for!" I see Paint about to leave the kitchen.

"I'm sorry Dream, but I really need to talk to my brother." Dream looks a little disappointed but shrugs it off.

"Sure. See you later Ink." I smile and wave bye, finally making it to the kitchen. Paint just finished washing his hands and was on his way out.

"Hey Paint." Paint stops and smiles.

"Oh hi Ink, is something wrong?"

"Actually yes. How come you told them I didn't want Error here?" Paint looks at me confused for a second and then realized what I was talking about.

"Oh well, I didn't think you like Error. Actually, I thought you wanted him dead." I sigh and look at the ground.

"No, I don't hate him. On the contrary, I want to be his friend. I mean sure, he's stubborn, and mean, and goes out of his way to call me shorty. But he's also kind once you get to know him, you can lean on him and trust him with anything, when he truly laughs, it lights up the whole room with a type of joy, and when he gets nervous or flustered, his eyes glitch out in the cutest way and he is just so amazing and.... I love him, don't I?" Paint begins to laugh beside me as my face is engulfed with a rainbow blush. I bury my head in my scarf.

"I don't know if you like him. Maybe everyone else thinks that he's amazing. Why don't you go invite him to the party? After all, his laugh does light up the entire room." I blush more but go outside. I pull out my brush, creating a portal to the antivoid. I look around and see all of Error's puppet's running around. That's strange, usually, Error has their souls tied up still. A little doll of Error runs up to me, holding a letter above their head with my name on it.

"Well thank you mini Error." The doll nods and runs away. I open up the letter and begin to read it.

Dear Ink.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you to your face, but I was scared. Ink, I love you. I love you more than words could describe, but I couldn't do anything about it. I can never make you happy. I could never give you everything you deserve. All I will do is break your heart. You deserve better. As you have to create to live I must destroy to survive. I have to destroy your creations, your art just to see the light of day. That's why I'm doing this. I'm doing it so you can be happy. You're a masterpiece Ink and I'm a filthy glitch. You don't have to be hurt or broken-hearted anymore and that's a promise. This is your birthday present. The ability to live in peace. The ability to be happy. Goodbye.

Love,

Error

I begin to cry, tears flowing without me caring. Error was going to kill himself because he thinks it'll make me happy? I look around frantically, seeing if he's anywhere near here. I can't see him and I get more worried. He could've already killed himself, he could be in a different au, I could be too late... No! I must save him!

Ink has been filled with determination!

I jump up from my knees and begin to run. I don't know where, but I just ran. I see some blue strings wrapped around a body that is standing on a chair. More tears fall as I run with all my strength.

Error P.O.V

I stand on the chair and get a few breaths in. It was surprisingly hard to track down a chair, but I found one in about five minutes. It's not like I was on a deadline or anything. I take one last breath and smile, putting my foot on the side of the chair.

"Goodbye," I whispered to nobody. I close my eyes. Right before I kick the chair, I feel something ram into me at full force, Knocking me on the ground. I open my eyes only to see that I'm pinned down by Ink who is holding a broken noose in his hands. He throws it on the ground and turns to me, tears rolling down his face. He slaps me, hard.

"Error you stupid idiot! Don't you dare to do something like that again, or else I'll bring you back to life just to kill you myself!" Ink grabs my face, pulling me into a kiss. I sit there, stunned but soon melt into it. I sit up, wrapping my arms around his waist. He leans into me and wraps his arms around my neck. After a while, we break for air.

"Error if you died, what would I do without you? You say that you could never bring me joy, but you are my joy. If you killed yourself then I wouldn't be able to survive. I love you too much to exist without you." I smile as more tears fall. I pull him into another kiss, muttering a sorry. After a while, we pull away and smile. He leans his head on my chest.

"Ink, do you really love me? I thought you loved Fresh or Dream." I feel Ink chuckle.

"Of course I love you. Dream is my best friend and Fresh is well.... Fresh. Even if they did like me in that way, I love you and only you. Nothing will change that okay? Just please, don't do something like that again." I hug him close.

"Okay Ink. Happy birthday."