Peeking through the glass pieces of your door, Error clenched his fist in frustration. You had been chosen as his target, and since you seemed relatively easy, Error took his time to carefully plan everything out. However, the glitchy skeleton had a certain weakness, one you didn't know you were exploiting. One of the only things that Error liked, was cute things. The more he watched you, the harder it was to execute his plan.

Damnit. It’s fine, I’ll come back tomorrow, and then I’ll handle this. Just, not tonight, I need to get some sleep, and make sure I have everything set up.

Grumbling to himself, Error turned on his heel to walk away, but that was when the porch light decided to flicker on, undoubtedly grabbing your attention. At this point, Error froze, his mind stuck between the choice of confrontation and fleeing.