#ds cerror

“You’re insane.“ Error said, looking his boyfriend dead in the eyes. “There’s no way you’re going to manage to pull that off. The guards are going to catch you- again, and then I’m going to have to get both you and Nightmare out. As always.”

Cross grinned. “But it’s fun to mess with those stuck-up pricks!”

Error sighed, looking back down at the small scarf he was knitting. “You’re going to do it anyways, aren’t you?”