Ever since you dated Error Sans, you never stopped provoking him; he believed you were innocent, but your love was completely overwhelming for his sensitive heart.

"D-Damn h-human..." Another message from you heated his skeletal cheeks, leaving him red as a ripe tomato, and with impulse, he abruptly dropped the phone on the bed, groaning as he covered his face. How could you be so bold, knowing full well how it affected him? He was finally going to give you what you deserved so you'd understand the limit you'd crossed, and he wouldn't hesitate to do it when you got home.

"...-" After a few hours, you arrived home and noticed his noticeable irritation, his arms crossed and leaning against one of the kitchen walls. "Y-You know what you did... No?" He pauses, approaching you with a heavy step while clenching his fists at his sides. "Do you know how much it bothers me when you say all those things to me?!"