Random Stories

Random, absolutely random

(Idk what to put here so yeah, random text. Probably just gonna be the three above hanging out in normal clothing and having a 'normal' day) (continuation of 'Finding out')

~Error P.O.V~

Ink had suggested it, so it was bound to be interesting. He had told us, to dress differently but still casually, not that I cared about other styles.

We had to meet up in the original AU, seeing as it had been open to the surface longer than any other AU and it had humans who didn't shun monsters.

So, that's how I ended up with Ink and Blueberry checking out my choice in clothing. I had gone with a striped grey and white jacket, partially zipped, a white turtleneck, lent to me by Sans himself, black headphones connected to an IPod. I was wearing a black tracksuit pants and red and black sneakers.

Ink went with a normal, white shirt, surprisingly, two necklaces with circular pendants, a wristwatch, his normal shoes and black jeans. His jacket was still tied securely around his waist as well.

Blue wore a white turtleneck, like me, a black jacket with a white skull painted on, black fingerless gloves, yoga pants and tennis shoes coloured blue and white. (Picture above)

I was incredibly uncomfortable, Blue was fawning over and Ink complimented my choices. It was just clothing though, what's so special about it?

Ink came to an abrupt halt, causing Blue to bump into him and me just short of Blue. "Let's get some ice-cream!" Now I was confused.

"W-whAt'S Ice-CReaM-EaM?" I pointedly ignored the stares I got in favour of paying attention to Ink's sudden mood drop. He directed a sad smile to me, "It's a type of frozen dessert, like yogurt." "DeSsERt?"

Blue pat me on the back, smiling gently, "You'll see! It comes in many different flavours! Like strawberry, caramel, vanilla, chocolate, bubbl-" "CHOclATe-CLAte!?" Blue started laughing, his smile threatening to split his face, "Yes! Chocolate! I know you wanna try it!" No more words were needed, I rushed in ahead of Ink and Blue and waited for them patiently (*cough cough not really cough cough*).

Ink chuckled as he entered, walking up to me and rubbing my head gently, and I purred happily in return. They had found out about this habit about six weeks after learning about me. And it was all Dream's fault.

He had walked in to see me looking stressed on what the couch was supposed to do, so he helped me remember. But I shouldn't have settled, he figured that head rubs would probably calm me down, so he did just that.

Now practically everyone has taken to calling me Kitty. It will now haunt me forever.

 "Calm down, Kitty. You'll get your chocolate soon enough." See? "Hey, Blue? What flavour?" Ink looked over to Blue curiously, the energetic skeleton, in turn, looking over the flavours. His eyelights shone on a flavour and he turned back to Ink. "Blueberry!" I snorted at the irony and Ink followed suite.