For ages Reaper had been furious at Error after learning he may be the reason his dearest Geno went missing many many years ago. Ever since he got a tip by a certain someone *cough cough* Ink *COUGH* he's been trying to track the glitch, and he fina...
Error smiles softly. "Eh, it's alright. I just never thought he'd go this far, like geez I know he hates my guts but isn't this a little... oh, I don't know... overboard?" Error sighs, sitting down and resting his cheek on his shoulder, softly nuzzling into the warm blanket. He chuckles, "Pfft, 'Enough bullshit to last me for eternity'? That fits me quite well!" He says with a laugh.
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Reaper, for the first time, is actually worried about Error. "Why would a destroyer of worlds need a protection squad??? I mean, I've seen him wipe out whole civilizations in record timing!" He practically yells. "And I mean, none of us really have a good mental state, I haven't met an (adult) Sans who DOESN'T have issues of some kind. And, well, ones mental state must be pretty harsh if they think slaughtering thousands upon thousands of living beings is normal," he sighs and looks off to the distance "but that does leave me wondering why he would do such things." Reaper shakes his head. "I'm still having a hard time believing there's any good in him, though. Like, no offense but I kind of find it hard to trust random disembodied voices, y'know? Like, you could all be lying for all I know! Hell, I could even be dead and this is some kind of purgatory!" He exclaims, but after a second his hands start to twitch. "But, uh, I really hope it's not the last one..." he mutters, wrapping his arms around himself. "W-Well, it can't be the last one, right? I'm death, I can't die! Er, we'll, I don't THINK I can die. I mean, we've never had any proof of death being able to die, but then again... even Toriel was able to die, and rather easily, so it's possible that I'm... W-what if I'm really...?" Reaper starts to tear up, only to aggressively shake his head and stomp his feet. "NOPE! NOT POSSIBLE!" He yells out in a shaky voice, his fingers clawing at the cloth in his robe. Error jumps and yanks his body towards Reaper. "STOP BEING SO LOUD!" He unintentionally yells. "BUT YOU'RE YELLING!" He screams back, taking in a deep breath. "SO WE SHOULD BOTH STOP YELLING!" Error yells. "SOUNDS GOOD!" Reaper yells back, before clearing his throat and taking another gulp of air. "S-sounds good." He says in a normal tone.
Error let's out a deep breath and turns away from Reaper, letting a small tight smile creep up on his face. "Hello, kind voice! Thank you, I thought you guys would like it as well!" He says, giving a genuine smile. He hums in thought for a seconds. "Blue, huh? Well, I'd consider us 'friends' most of the time. Though we're not as close as some of my counter parts, as I did kidnap him and leave him in my anti void for a while- hahah-" he nervously chuckles. "I'm honestly surprised he's still normal and not a glitch like me... well, normal for the most part. He had been acting a little off ever since he let him go. Easily agitated... weird glances to empty corners... mumbling to himself when he thinks no ones looking..." he sighs and looks away guilty. "I think I broke him a bit too much..." he mumbles. "But, uh, he doesn't seem to hate me?? For some reason??? He even seems happy to see me sometimes???? I don't get it, I really really don't." He shakes his head. "I've had friends before, back when I still had my Au. Honestly, I don't remember them. But I like to imagine we were as close as Classic and his au!" He says, starting to cheer himself up.
