ink pov

‘"Hey, Pj." I look down at the small black skeleton in my arms. We were at the hospital and I was ready to go home. It was 3 years since we got married, and I was ready for the responsibilities of having a kid

"Sweetheart I think we should go home now" Error was at my side ready to teleport home.

" COOKIE! COOKIE!" 2 years later Pj was screaming for a cookie I was doing dishes, so I called for error. "Error come and give Pj a cookie my hands are full!"

"Sorry Inky we have no more cookies." "Then, get some!" the whole time Jammie is screaming cookie we are arguing about who is going with her to get some cookies. "You know what?” Error stated to get up “Why don't we both go. We have to go shopping anyway."

"You will have to drag me to the car." I turned around and crossed my arms. "Ok, I will.

Error pov

I grabbed her scarf and literally dragged her to the car with Pj at my side. "Hey let go of me!"

"You asked for it." I buckled Pj in and Ink got in the car. "Ok let's go!"