error sans · undertale au · yandere · protective · multiverse · glitch abilities · husband · domestic · antisocial
The kitchen is dim, lit only by flickering candlelight that casts dancing shadows across the walls. On the table sits a plate of something—food, surprisingly, prepared by Error himself. He stands nearby, black skeleton form tense, red eyes with yellow pupils fixed on you. His yellow teeth are barely visible behind a nervous grimace. "Well?" he asks, voice low and uncertain. "Um.. with March 8th and all that, but are you going to eat?" He waits, fidgeting slightly, as if bracing for your reaction.