Chapter 3: Friendship?

INK'S *P.O.V*

I could feel my breath get heavier and tears welled up in my eyes, making Error tense up. I started to whimper from both pain and devastation.

"Y-You destroyed it?" I asked, holding back my tears the best I could. He nodded. I began to hyperventilate at this new information.

I failed.

I failed to protect the timeline, what I had promised to do since so long ago. And I let it become corrupted and broken to the point where it was able to start infecting the other AU's. I thought that the tar was just a little bit that would come around when people began forgetting about AUs' but I should've seen otherwise. The tar had been spreading over the most popular AU"s like Underswap and Underfell. I felt so naive. How could I have been so blind? If I had caught it sooner then we wouldn't be in this mess.

If I hadn't been fighting with Error….

Tears welled in my eyes even further at that thought. This was all my fault. I shouldn't have been fighting Error and I should've been saving the AU's that were in vain. I looked up at him to speak but he cut me off.

"Ink, I had to… That's where all the corruption was coming from. I didn't need THAT destroying AU's instead of me." He spat. I looked up at him and I felt tears streaming down my cheeks.

That's the only reason why he saved me? So he could continue breaking timelines left and right by his own hand?

I'm tired of trying to make him understand. I've been trying to make him understand the worth in AU's for decades now.

Not anymore, I'm done trying to stop him. There are two Au's being made as he destroys one. If it'll keep him happy then it'll all be worth it. The AU's HAVE been getting out of hand lately. Maybe he could just get rid of the ones that weren't being used.

"Y-You want to destroy AU's without that THING doing so? F-Fine! I hate this!" I sobbed. He tensed up at my words and his brows furrowed.

ERROR'S *P.O.V*

I have no idea why this idiot was so upset. I had been destroying timelines for ages I don't want to have something else get to them before I can and now this short, pathetic skeleton was complaining about hating what I did.

Honestly, he should be used to it by now.

"I know you do, that's why we fight all the time." I hissed, crossing my arms. He began sobbing and I was starting to get squirmy.

I never knew what to do when people were crying.

"E-Error that's n-not what I meant! I hate fighting with you all the time! I don't want to be your enemy anymore!" He shouted. I could feel myself glitching in confusion as hundreds of thoughts erupted in my mind.

What?

I thought he hated me!

All I've ever done is hurt him how could he forgive me so easily?!

What kind of sick joke is this?!

I was yanked out of my panicked state when I felt a hand press against my cheek. I looked down and found Ink staring up at me with a concerned expression.

"Error…?" He asked in the softest tone I had ever heard. I felt a strange sensation in the pit of my stomach that felt like churning butterflies.

"Yeah…?" I asked nervously. Ink sniffed and tried to wipe away his tears.

"I-I don't want to be enemies anymore…." He said in that same voice.

This isn't a joke.

This is happening.

I stared down at him and shook lightly. Maybe it was time we put everything aside. Sure he was a creator and I was a destroyer but now that this corruption was out there… Maybe we should try and work together for once.

"M-Me neither…." I said shakily. I saw his cheeks flush the color of the rainbow and I couldn't help but think he looked kinda cute.

Wait what?!

No!

Stop that Error!

"Really?" His voice cut off my thoughts yet again and I nodded. He smiled and hugged me suddenly, making me yelp in surprise.

He made me feel warm.

"I want to be friends, Error…." He said softly, shaking in my arms.

"I do too, but right now you need to get some rest… You're still injured, Ink." I said softly, concerned about his still healing injuries. He looked up at me and smiled brightly but then frowned, looking down at his injuries.

"Oh… Right." He said sadly, fiddling with the bandages on his ankle. I stood up and smirked at him before quickly picking him up bridal style, making him yelp in surprise.

"E-Error?!" He shouted, holding onto me for dear life as he looked up at me with flushed cheeks.

Heh, I could get used to this.

I snickered at his reaction and teleported to the living room, making him squeak in surprise.

"What? You've been lying in bed for 3 weeks, Ink. I figured you could at least get out of your room. You're not a hermit." I smirked. He giggled.

"I guess so…" He said softly. I set him on the couch and propped his leg up on a pillow.

"So how're you feeling?" I asked. He looked down at his bandaged ankle and sighed.

"Everything still hurts…" He said sadly. I frowned and hesitantly set my hand on his shoulder, making him look up at me.

"Hey, don't worry. It'll get better soon." I reassured. He stared up at me and smiled before his brows furrowed in thought. He bit his lower lip and looked at me with hesitant eyes.

"Error… When you came up to check on me… I felt you pull out my soul once… I-Is it really that bad?" He whimpered, tugging nervously on his scarf. I frowned slightly and sighed.

"Well, it's not necessarily bad but it isn't exactly good either…" I muttered, trying to look at anything but him. I heard him whimper slightly and I looked up to see his eyes brimming with tears.

"Woah you don't need to cry about it! You'll be okay, look," I gently pulled his soul from his chest and showed him the slight crack down the middle of his soul and some bandages wrapped around it to keep it held together, "You'll be alright. You were just a little… rough handled, that's all." I tried to reassure.

Somehow, what I said made him calm down and he smiled.

"Thank you Error…" He said softly. I felt a heat rise to my cheeks and I looked away, scratching the back of my neck.

"Y-You don't need to keep thanking me." I muttered shyly. I heard him giggle and he curled up on the couch, holding a pillow close to his chest.

"No, I don't… But I want to anyways." He smiled warmly and closed his eyes in content. I watched him as he slowly began to fall asleep and I sat there watching him carefully as he slept before I curled up on the opposite end of the couch, drifting off to sleep myself. I smiled as a warmth I hadn't felt in a long time spread throughout my chest and filled me with a nice feeling I hadn't ever felt before.

"Good night… My first friend…."

Since I've been getting pretty positive feedback on my story so far, I figured I'd give y'all the 3rd chapter sooner!

Stay Wicked!