All wrapped up (Error!Sans X Reader) [In Progress]

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Tyler's POV
Ha. The geezer attempted an attack on me, of course, he's slow as ever to me. I evade. He growls. I attack. He barely gets out of the way. Its repetitive. I'm waiting for the old man to lose guard. One second. That's all it takes for me to win as the strings fly passed.

Error's new puppet shuts her eyes. Her eyes, interesting. Her e/c is vibrant. Its calming, yet fearful. My aim lacks as the strings lose accuracy. Error finds this, shooting a string at my feet. I stretch a string around one of the hanging strings and hoist myself up. Too close. Damn human.

I kick Error in his thick skill grinning as the bottom of my well crafted boot hits the black skeleton's head. He falls backward and I bounce off. I land with somewhat grace. I smirk, "Maybe we can end this, just peace already. Okay old man?" Error growls. "ι'м ωαяиιиg уσυ иσω. ʝυѕт gινє мє тнє нυмαи. тнαт'∂ вє ιт." Error hisses through a sharp glare. I wouldn't consider it. But, he has my soul. He could kill me. I don't hesitate to release the puppet.

She inhales deeply falling down rubbing her bleeding arms with not a trace of warmth. It hits me. Her e/c eyes glare deeply at me with hatred burning through me. I turn away, rubbing the back of my neck with a sudden flush of fear. Fear? No. Nervousness.

Your POV
I rub my arms with complete hatred toward the skeleton. Bastard. Error approaches me with a hand outstretched. I hesitate. And take it, I appreciate his kindness towards me. Moments after we're away. There's no more red strings, just blue.

Thank god. I slump down to my knees. Resting a hand on my chest, thankful to have my life. Blue approaches holding out a basket of fruit. Offering some. I accept, taking an apple and biting it. Error leaves, "Where're you going?" Error hesitates and sighs. "∂σєѕи'т мαттєя. ι'ℓℓ вє вα¢к." He speaks in god distorted tone before he exits the anti-void. Leaving me and Blue.