Ink POV
  Error convinced me he wasn't just pitying me. I agreed to be his friend. Honestly it was fun.
  He watched me draw and showed me how he used his strings to make designs and dolls.
  I thought it was so cool!
  Swapfell came up to us.
  "Wow. Shorty got a friend. Bet it's only because you're so pathetic." He said.
  "Leave her be. She didn't do anything to you." Error said.
  "I got this." I told him as I stood.
  Swapfell punched me. I punched back. He was knocked down and I felt a lot better about yesterday.
  Error cheered me on as he laughed and laughed.
I felt proud of myself.
  A week passed and Error was there when Swapfell tried again. At this point though I gave up. I was to mentally exhausted for it.
  So Error took it into his own hands. Or should I say strings?