String Stitches

Finding The Right Project To Start

The Destroyer watched as Shears fast walked to him, nearly tripping over the dress as the smaller held onto the skirt as to not rip it, with a big grin on his face. Honestly, it was like Shears expected him to not come at all, making Error feel a bit insulted. He wasn't a lyre, if he promised he was going to keep that promise. In the end, no matter how he looked, Error was still technically a Sans. Some things still stuck with him no matter how much Fate tore him apart and formed and corrupted him.

"i SaID i WOuLD." Error glanced around the piles and mountains of yarn before locking eyes with Shears, who was now standing right in front of him. "hAVE yOU CaME Up WiTH a naME For tHIs pLAcE?"

"Oh, yes!" Shears lifted a hand and looked excited to share the news, even as his eyes were more on the rather large box in Error's hold then anything else. "I have decided to name my world, Tailoredtale."

"tAiLoREdTaLE..." Error tried the name as he knelt down, sitting the box down. "bEtTeR tHEn mOSt AU nAMEs ouT thERE."

"My dear Error," Shears lightly teased, curiosity and laughter in his eyes as he looked down to a twitching Error. "may I ask what is inside the box?"

"i bRoUghT soME oF mY thINGs tO shoW yOU anD uSe." Error answered, opening the box. Shears sat down gently as Error started pulling things out. Knitting needles, some fabrics, and other little things like that. But then Error paused, looking down in the box, glancing inside the box, to Shears, and then back again.

"Error? Is something the matter?" Shears tilted his head in concern, wondering just what was going through the other's head.

"I...i goT yOU somEthING." Error slowly said, looking at Shears to grudge his reaction. He was still iffy on if gift giving was something normal to do, but then again, when did Error care? He just wanted to know if he got Shears mad at him for whatever reason, it's not like he had many friends out there.

"You....You got me something?" Shears flushed pink at this, hiding his bright smile behind his sleeve. Excitement, adoration and joy filled his SOUL.

"iT's NOt mUCh, bUt i lIKE iT." Error explained, pulling out a bar of chocolate he stole from Underfell. While he didn't have much time to eat, or even eat anymore, stealing chocolate is something of a hobby at times by now. Eating it was a wast though, as he had no need to eat it. Sometimes he will when he has the time, but usually he steals it out of habit when he has to destroy a Underfell copy. He has piles of chocolate by now to be honest. Error shifted and offered it to Shears. "iT's ChoColaTE, mY FavoRiTE. hErE, TakE iT."

Shears lightly took the chocolate bar from Error's hands, a soft but glowing smile on his face as his eyes danced with so many emotions. "Error, you are too sweet. Thank you."

"SwEEt, HE saYS..." Error grumbled with yellow cheeks, making Shears giggle at him. Shaking it off, he turns his attention to Shears. "haVE yOU bEEn pRacTIciNG tHAT stiTcH?"

"Oh, yes!" Shears quickly stuck the chocolate bar safely into his sleeve before getting up and getting the piece of clothing he had been working on. "See? I have been getting better!"

Error hummed, looking over the stitching with a critical eye after Shears sat back down and handed over the unfinished clothing. Eventually he nodded. "pRacTicE makES pERfEcT. yOu'vE goTTen bEttER." Shears beamed brightly. "noW, thE nExT sTiTcH-"

With that, Error sat Shears onto the next stitch he'll be learning while Error put on his glasses - making Shears coo at him and tease him, calling him cute, making him feel hot all over. - and got his knitting needles as he set to work, making a new doll to add to his collection. But, because of how used to he is, being rushed by the Voices, out of habit, Error made the doll within a few  minutes.