Designed to Hate You

Fresh, just shut up!

Error's POV

I was sitting in the Anti-Void, trying to ignore all the voices. My attempts were futile because they always got through to me. Calling me a glitch, telling me to die, saying that I have no purpose. But they're wrong. My purpose is to destroy the abominations.

"Wassup my glitchy bro?" Fresh, the biggest abomination, the parasite, skated into the place of emptiness that I call home. I looked up at him with an annoyed expression.

"Get your 90's shit out of here, Fresh." His expression was dark after I said that. My strings started appearing behind mr. Fresh noticed this and quickly used my strings to tie my hands together. He then pinned me to the wall and pushed my hands above my head.

Blushing at the situation, I struggled to get my hands free. He took off his shades to reveal his eyes. I was mesmerized by them. They were like magnets, pulling me in. "Never insult the 90's again. And watch your uncool lingo." He released me and put his shades back on, ending my trace.

"... why did you come here, parasite?"

"To check on my radical homies! Speaking of, where is that bodacious blueberry?" After moving away from Fresh, I looked at the ground.

"I let him go... His coding was too messed up, so I sent him back to his universe. He seemed unhappy here..."

Fresh looked into my eyes and said, "Probably because you kidnapped him. He never like you. He was probably so happy to leave you. Just like everyone else."

"... shut up... SHUT UP!" Tears streamed down my face. The parasite only smirked at my reaction.

"Later dawg." He left me alone just so I could cry while the voices insulted me. I hugged my knees to my chest.

"Why? Why? Why? Why!?" Blood trickled down my arm as I dug my strings into it.

Fresh's POV

I never left the Anti-Void, just went far enough so that Error couldn't see me. I watched him cry, watched him hurt himself. And yet I didn't do anything. "Oh Error, why did I say those things?" Because I can't feel how he's feeling.