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krystal-twi · 6 years ago

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ErrorDream: Day four

Hopeless

ao3 link Day one, day two, day three day five

Summary: Agreeing to go to a birthday party with Error in Nightmare’s world, Dream begins to doubt he has a place in Error's life...

(warning: this is a very short series. To fully understand, read the other days. There are time gaps between each oneshort)

“Are you sure about this?” Dream asked, tugging on his gloves. Negativity was washing over Dream like a tidal wave.

Error had insisted on Dream coming to the au where Nightmare and his crew were hiding out. (one of the skeleton kids was having a birthday party. Error was insisting on Dream to go with him) The Dark Sanses and Light Sanses made somewhat of an alliance. Dream was still iffy on it, not wanting to make a scene.

Error nodded his head. “Trust me,” Error said, standing in front of the portal to Nightmare’s au. “I already talked to him. He wasn’t exactly happy but he didn’t say ‘no’.” Dream deadpanned, a sigh of disbelief leaving him.

Of course, Error probably just told Nightmare that he was going to bring Dream and his brother just freaked out and didn’t comprehend what he said. Error must have taken that to his advantage and went ahead with his idea. Dream snickered to himself. At least Nightmare and Error got along to some degree.

Error held out his arm, offering it to the guardian of positivity. Dream blushed, giving Error an appreciative smile and wrapped his arm around Error’s. Error kept as much distance between them. Nonetheless, Dream still saw the glitches on the areas they did touch. With a stolen breath and clenched eyesockets, they went through the portal to Nightmare's universe.

Dream could hear birds chirping, wind whistling a soft toon around him. Dream swallowed and opened his eyes. The world around them was drastically different than what Dream thought it would be. It wasn’t dark or gloomy. The morning sun was beginning to rise, morning dew on freshly cut grass in the air. Most monsters were still inside. Most Sanses not wanting to come out of their house until it was well into the afternoon.

Though there was some out, minding their own business or off to missions. Many of them that were out, was staring at Dream. Like he was a target, something to attack. Dream didn't blame them. He was on the opposite side for a long time. Habits could be hard to break and trusting Dream to not hurt them was probably a big thing to ask.

If it wasn't for Error beside him, Dream was sure he would be dust.

Swallowing, Dream reluctantly removed his arm from Error's. Letting the glitches that surrounded his touch disappear. Dream dusted non-existent dirt off his chest. Holding onto his own arm, which was a poor imitation of Error's, Dream blinked at his surroundings.

Dream opened his mouth to ask Error where they go from there when a high pitched giggle rang through the air.

“Error!” A small horrortale Papyrus came running full speed at them. Big round pink glasses mirrored the child’s face with three daisies on the top left corner of the glasses. Freckles splattered like paint across the small skeleton's skull. Wearing a pretty salmon colored dress that poofed out at the body. Pink and red braces on their crooked teeth. In short, Dream couldn't think of the small Papyrus as anything but adorable. “You made it!”

Error picked the smaller one up. A fond look spreading across his face as he held the other. “Hey, Sweetness! ” Error balanced the child in his arms. “Happy birthday, Little terror!”

The papyrus, Sweetness, hugged Error’s chest. Not quite being able to wrap their small arms around Error’s torso yet. Sweetness began to go on a tirade about his day and how much he missed the destroyer.

Dream watched from his spot, arms clasped together. Smiling fondly at the two at his side. If there was ever a time Dream wish he had his camera…

Sweetness finally noticed the light Sans standing next to Error. Their small eyesockets narrowing in distrust and fear. Sweetness cuddled further into Error’s chest, keeping their eyes locked on Dream.

“Error,” The destroyer frowned from the scared tone in the child’s voice. Sweetness pointed his finger to Dream as subtle as he knew how. Sweetness’s grip on Error’s shirt tightening with every second. “Who is that?”

Error turned to look at Dream. A smile replaced the frown. Error turned his attention back to Sweetness. “That is my friend, Dream.” Error then booped Sweetness’s nose. Getting the smaller to wrinkle their nose from the action. “Don’t worry, he won’t hurt ya.” Error looked over his shoulder to Dream. “He’s one of mine,”

Dream tried his best to make himself look small for Sweetness. The last thing he wanted was to scare a kid on their birthday. Was he really that bad in the Dark Sanses eyes?

Sweetness nodded their head but still appear cautious. Error noticed and gave the other a small bounce, stealing their attention with ease. “Hey, where is all the cake I was promised, huh?”

Sweetness’s face light up like a Christmas tree. Wiggling in Error’s hold to get down. Only to snatch at Error’s arm once Sweetness made it to the ground. Pulling the taller into a direction littered with balloons.

“This way!” Sweetness cried out, the grin on their face outshined any star in Outertale. Error looked back to Dream as he was dragged off by Sweetness. Dream gave Error a smile. Amused by the actions.

When Error disappeared behind the doors. Dream had to look around himself. There wasn’t many dark Sanses or Papyruses out and about but the ones that were was watching Dream with a glare.

Dream gave them a small wave, unsure of what to do with himself. He couldn’t stay in the open, so the logical option would be to follow Error. But what if Dream freaked out any more kids?

Dream wanted to scream. He wasn't supposed to scare kids off, it wasn’t in his code to be something scary. But the light was scary to those of the dark. Children of the dark were no different. Did Dream really want to ruin a kids birthday party?

Dream knew he shouldn’t have come.

“Dream, ” Dream’s eyelights meet Error’s bright multicolored ones. Error had opened the door and was peeking his head around it. Curiosity and worry in those eyelights that still haunt Dream’s fantasies. “ You coming?”

Dream hesitated. He wanted to say yes, he wanted to follow Error to the end. However, he wasn’t sure he should. Dream blinked, eyelights going to where the portal once been. “I…”

The eyelights of the others felt harsher with Error back.

Error walked out the door and made his way to Dream. Error grabbed Dream’s chin between his thumb and forefinger. His eyelights searching Dream’s. Dream fought the heat that rushed to his face. Averting his eyelights from Error’s. “Hey,” Dream took a risk and looked at Error. “-is everything alright?”

Looking into those eyelights, Dream couldn’t think of anything wrong in the world. Dream nodded his head. “Yeah,” Dream tried to sound convincing. Rather difficult with Error so close. “I’m just nervous,”

It wasn’t a lie.

Error dropped his hand from Dream’s face and re-establishing some distance between them. Making Dream yearn to close it. “Okay. Want to hold onto me?” Error once again offered his arm to Dream.

Dream looked at the arm. Without much thought, Dream circled his arm around Error’s. Letting the other’s aura wash over him. With Error by his side, Dream didn’t feel so hopeless in this world.

The party was surprisingly going well. The kids all huddled near Error, even if Dream had been near. Though, if Dream was further away, he noticed how more outgoing and carefree they acted. Error ended up wearing a party hat, three technically but they were tied together because Sweetness thought it wasn't pretty enough. So, Sweetness got three more and put them on Error's head. All this went smoothingly once Dream was a few feet away from them.

It surprisingly didn’t hurt as bad as Dream thought it would. Not when the smile on Error’s face was one Dream would remember for the next few centuries to come.

So, Dream now resided near the food table, watching a bunch of kids basically tackle Error to the ground. Sweetness leading the charge, their dress flowing with every bounce. The laughs and shrieks that echoed through the room were adorable on many levels.

Dream didn’t hold back any laughs as Error fell to the ground. Ten, if not fifteen, kids hitting him with rubber swords.

Error looked so happy, surrounded by the young dark Sanses. The children clearly looked up to Error in many ways. The joy and admiration in their eyelights were genuine. Error had such a way with kids.

Dream couldn’t help but think this was were Error belonged. Surrounded by monsters that love and care for him, monsters that didn’t fear him.

If this was where he belonged, where did that leave Dream in Error’s life? Dream wasn’t trusted or liked here. The only reason why Dream was even allowed here is that he was with Error. Dream couldn’t ask Error to be his knight in shining armor against the monsters Error cares for. It wouldn’t be fair to make him choose.

Nonetheless, Dream didn’t want to give up on his relationship, whether it was platonic or not, with Error so easily. Error was important to Dream. Dream wanted Error to be happy. Even if that meant Dream couldn't be apart of the aftermath. Dream was going to cherish every moment with Error that he could get.

“You’re absolutely hopeless,”

Dream didn't expect the voice, but it didn't frighten him. Not when he recognized the voice. Dream looked over his shoulder, eyelights meeting Nightmare’s. Nightmare looked bored and absolutely done with all the world's shit. Nightmare himself was keeping a close eye on the children. As if on alert for a coming threat that would ruin the party...Dream betraying Error in another sense of the word. Dream blinked, staring at Nightmare.

When did Nightmare get here?

“Excuse me?” Dream asked, turning to completely face his brother.

Nightmare rolled his eyelight, finally meeting Dream's stare. “Error,” Nightmare nodded his head to the destroyer. “You’re hopeless when it comes to him.”

Dream began to pout, only for Nightmare to scoff. “Don’t give me that pout, Dream,” Nightmare growled. “You’re not good at hiding your emotions and you’re pretty fucking gone with him at this point,”

Dream didn’t pout. Instead, he turned his attention back to Error. “It doesn’t matter if I am or not,” Dream retorted.

“Because he is the destroyer?” Nightmare asked. His voice low and dark, daring Dream to state that it was so. However, Dream shook his head. Dream never knew how protective Nightmare seemed of Error. Nice to know now though. “Then why?”

Dream had many reasons that he and Error didn’t belong together. So, simply, Dream turned his head to look at his brother. “It’s hopeless, pointless.” Dream let out a sigh. “Whether I wanted to or not, Error and I are just not meant for one another.” Dream shrugged, looking back to the monster that captured his soul. “I accepted my fate.”

Nightmare began to make his way to Dream. Slowly but surely, his footsteps could be heard over the sound of the kids playing. “Error tell you this himself?”

Dream shook his head. “No,”

“Then how do you know?” Nightmare pressed. Nightmare was now standing next to him. His front facing Dream. “How do you know that he thinks the same?” Dream wanted to groan. Instead, Dream hardens his expression.

“Nightmare, please. Drop it,” Dream let his eyesockets meet Nightmares. They stared at each other for a while. It’s been decades since he got to be this close to his brother without them fighting. Well, not fighting physically.

To the naked eye, the two of them appeared to be just staring at each other. Seeing whatever their imagination could think up in this situation. 'Seeing them lovingly stare at eachother in disbelief' could be a possibility. In reality, Nightmare and Dream were having an entire argument with their eyelights. (even decades apart couldn’t compare to the centuries under that tree). Not noticing their arrangement catching the eye of Error.

“What’s going on?”

Dream jumped, looking over his shoulder to Error. Error was eyeing the two of them. Dream gave his brother aside glare before giving Error a smile. “Nothing, I was just leaving.”

Dream brushed past his brother, hearing an annoyed sigh from the guardian of negativity in the process. Error eyelights batted between the two of them. Dream tried to keep his smile, reassuring his friend as he made his way past him.

Only for Error to reach out and stopped him in his tracks. Error kept his eyelights on Nightmare as he said, “I’ll... take you home,” Error turned to make eye contact with Dream, a smile on his face.

Dream pulled his arm from Error’s, ignoring the slightly confused look flashing in Error’s eyelights. “I’d appreciate that.”.

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crushingonrazz · 8 years ago

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Whoa Bro No

I had an AU idea that has probably been thought of before, but I have no idea by who, but anyway, I thought it would make for a funny chapter.

This one time, skeleton incest is not considered to be an acceptable behavior. This kind of dirty lying will never appear in my stories again, I can assure you xD

Just warning you, this is really self-indulgent and a large portion of it doesn't make sense. If any of you feel that this isn't what you didn't pay for, please direct all comments and concerns to your nearest real-life human because I'm not changing a dang thing. Thank you!

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"Damn it, I wish this would stop happening," growled Fell as he picked himself up out of the snow that covered the ground thickly. "You and me both, buddy," came a drawling voice from behind him. Fell huffed and turned to help his lazy alternate stand up. As Stretch brushed himself off, the others that were scattered around them began to stand as well, Red muttering his agreement with the other two under his breath. "Maybe this version of Comic won't try to kill and eat us!" chirped Blue, ever the optimist. "Hey, it's a version of you, too!" Comic groaned, massaging his ribs where he had landed much too hard. Blue shrugged, helping Rus to his feet. "I mean, you could technically say I'm more a Papyrus than a Sans." "Oh, I'm sorry princess, what's your given name again?" Red shot out rudely. Blue stuck his tongue out at him and Red responded by flipping him off. "Okay, children, let's go find the Sans here so we can go home," Fell said, rolling his eyes and starting down the path. The others followed behind, Red and Blue still bickering and Comic interjecting a pun here and there to egg them on. The path from the landing spot to the skeleton brothers' house was always a long one, but Fell's annoyance with the other members of their party made this trip seem even longer. When the house came into view, Fell breathed a quiet sigh of relief at the fact that there were Christmas lights visible. The first time he had seen a version of his home with them, he had thought they were the stupidest and most useless things he had ever seen. While he still believed that to be true, he had long since discovered that any world where they were a feature didn't seem to be immediately life-threatening. He led the others straight up to the front door, knocking confidently and taking a step back. There was some shuffling, then the door flew open and there stood a skeleton that looked almost exactly like Rus. Fell blinked. Despite their numerous misadventures through the multiverse, most versions of himself differed from one another in one way or another. The way they dressed, the way the looked, something. But this skeleton almost seemed to be an exact copy of their classic counterpart. "OH. HELLO!" said Papyrus, looking shocked for only a moment or two. He seemed to consider something, then he stepped aside and said, "I THINK YOU'D BETTER COME IN." Fell stepped inside, followed by the others, who all shuffled their feet and looked around cautiously. Rus was the last to step inside, and Papyrus looked him up and down, grinning widely, before proclaiming, "I SEE YOU HAVE BOTH A HANDSOME FACE AND A GREAT TASTE IN CLOTHING!" Rus smiled back, and said, "OF COURSE I DO! I AM VERY GREAT, AFTER ALL!" "Oh, no, there's two of them," came a voice from the direction of the kitchen, and Fell turned to see an... almost-exact copy of Comic standing before them. This version, instead of being dressed in the signature blue hoodie and black shorts, was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt under a blue apron that read "Bone appetite" in large white letters. As they noticed him, he untied the apron quickly, hanging it on a hook by the door way before stepping into the living room. "Nice to meet you," he said, holding out a hand to Blue. Blue grimaced, then seemed to resign himself to his fate before reaching out and grasping the other's hand. Sans just shook his hand and let go, starting through the motions of shaking another hand before noticing the shocked looks on everyone's faces. "Uhhh...Something I can help you with?" he asked, seeming uncomfortable. Comic spoke up, shoving his hands deeper into his coat pockets. "We were expecting a whoopie cushion." Sans's face lit up, and he let out a short laugh. "Oh, man. It's been a while since I've done that!" Papyrus frowned at him and folded his arms, though he seemed to be trying not to smile. "YES, AND WE'RE ALL GRATEFUL FOR IT!" he said loudly, prompting another grin from Sans. "Anyway, why don't you guys come sit down? I assume you're here for a reason," he said, gesturing at the couch. Red, Comic, and Stretch made a beeline for the more comfortable seats, Red throwing a weak attack at Stretch when he tried to make him sit in the middle. Fell, Rus, and Blue all seemed to sigh at the same moment before following, Blue plopping himself down on the floor in front of them and Rus sitting carefully on the arm while Fell elected to stay standing where he was. Sans watched this procession with a look of mild confusion and amusement before turning to Papyrus. "Don't you need to get ready for work?" he asked softly. Papyrus looked between Sans and the others, then raised a browbone in a more serious look than Fell had ever seen Rus have. Sans pushed lightly on his chest plate, grinning. "I'll be fine, Paps. Go get ready, you don't want to be late." Papyrus nodded slightly and made his way upstairs, making it halfway before Sans called after him, "Can you check on Roman while you're up there? It's about time for him to wake up." Papyrus nodded, making a motion that said well duh and continuing up the stairs. Sans turned to the rest of them, his grin much less wide now that Papyrus was no longer in the room. "So, I assume this is some sort of alternate timeline thing? I've seen the theories, but this is an entirely new step." "Yeah..." said Comic distractedly, his eyes following Papyrus up the stairs before he frowned. "Who is Roman?" he asked quietly. Sans gave him a strange look. "My son...?" he said, seeming confused. Then his eyes widened. "Do you not have--" All three of the Sanses shook their heads quickly, Blue looking particularly shell-shocked at the idea. Sans nodded slowly. "That explains a few things," he said quietly. "Like what?" asked Red, already bristling. Sans raised an eyebrow and folded his arms. "Like the fact that you three--" he gestured widely at the three lazybones taking up the majority of the couch, "--smell like weed and bad decisions." Comic and Stretch both just shrugged and nodded slightly, entirely aware of their bad decisions, but Red glared at the other angrily and opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, Rus piped up, "I'm afraid we will need to borrow the machine in your basement to return to our worlds." Sans nodded again. "Of course, I can take you down there as soon as--" He was interrupted by the sound of a door opening upstairs, accompanied by the sound of an annoyed babybones. Sans glanced upstairs, momentary worry flashing across his face as he listened. After a moment, he seemed to relax, then Papyrus appeared, holding a small skeleton close to his chest. "HE NEEDS TO BE FED, SANS, BUT I HAVE TO GO TO WORK!" he sounded distressed in a way they all knew very well from their varying amounts of time with Rus, and Sans smiled fondly. "Don't worry about it, Paps. Here, hand him over, I'll take care of it in a minute." He crossed the room and held out his arms, taking the baby from Papyrus and cradling it closely. "Now get to work, you're running a bit late!" he said, grinning again. Rus leaned over to Comic as Papyrus pulled on his boots and said, "Maybe you should spend some time with this Sans. He could teach you something." To which Comic rolled his eyes and sank deeper into the admittedly comfortable sofa. As Papyrus ran out the door, Sans crossed back to them, rocking Roman, who had quieted when he had been handed to his father. They all waited for a moment before Fell spoke up. "As you were saying--" he began, only to have Sans wave a hand to quiet him. "Just a sec," he said quickly, seeming to be waiting for something. Suddenly, the door burst open and Papyrus come rocketing back in and over to Sans. "I FORGOT SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT!" he announced, and Sans grinned, turning to face him. "Same thing as usual, Paps?" he asked jokingly, and Papyrus scrunched up his face in annoyance before seizing Sans by the chin and planting a very chaste kiss on his teeth. "I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH, SANS! HAVE A VERY GREAT DAY!" he proclaimed, then planted another kiss to Roman's forehead before turning back to the door. Sans nudged him lightly on the shoulder. "Go to work, Papyrus, seriously, you're gonna be late!" he said, but he was laughing, and Papyrus didn't seem to take him very seriously as he grinned back and left the house. Sans sighed happily and adjusted the baby in his arms before turning back to his guests. They were all staring at him with a mixed range of emotions, from disgust to shock. He felt his smile falter slightly. "What?" he asked, confused by the suddenly very angry air in the room. "Dude..." started Stretch, but he was cut off by Red. "That is absolutely disgusting," he growled, making a face and trying not to look at his own brother. Sans looked even more confused. "What, kissing? You can't honestly expect me to believe you thought this baby actually came from Santa or something. We're married, of course we kiss!" Comic choked, and Blue squeaked, "You're married?" Sans looked even more confused at this. "What, you're not?" "NO!" came a chorus of six voices, all with varying degrees of disgust in their voices. Sans made a face, shifting the baby in his arms. Fell noticed this, and then his eyebrows raised. "Oh my god...is that his baby, too?" he asked, sounding horrified. Sans turned to glare at him. "I'm not even going to dignify that with a response," he growled, seeming to get slightly annoyed at the others reactions. "What is the problem here? You're all alternate versions of me and Papyrus, right? Why is this such a foreign concept to you?" "Uh, maybe because that's absolutely disgusting. How could you want to marry Papyrus?" asked Red incredulously, earning himself a hard smack to the back of the head from Fell. Sans was staring at them all, anger very present in his expression. "What the hell is wrong with marrying Papyrus?" Stretch crinkled his nose. "Frankly, I'm more concerned about the fact that you had a child together. Why would you do that to the poor kid?" Sans was getting more and more pissed. "I don't know if you're trying to insult me or my husband, but I can tell you right now that I don't appreciate it, buddy." "Ugh, we're not trying to insult either of you, just your life choices," drawled Comic, causing the other to glare more directly at him. "I mean, I dunno if incest is just not a bad thing here or--" "Incest? What the hell are you talking about?" asked Sans, bristling further. "Sans," said Rus, as gently as he could manage. "I don't think that it's fair to the child to have created it between brothers. It could cause problems for your son later in life--" "Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Sans said, holding up one arm. "I think there's been a misunderstanding here. You guys are all brothers?" "Papy and I aren't biological brothers!" said Blue, causing Stretch to choke and look at him in shock. Blue ignored him and continued. "Is it the same for you?" Sans looked floored. "No...by Asgore, not at all. We met in school five years ago, we aren't related in any way!" There was a long and awkward silence before Comic spoke. "Well, as the first of many long and awkward apologies.." he began before gesturing across the room. "Fell here has got a lot to say, I'm sure--" "Shut the fuck up, Comic," he snarled, as embarrassed by their assumptions as any of them. Stretch sat up slightly, pointedly avoiding Sans's eyes, and said, "Dude, there's a baby like right there, what is wrong with you?" Fell flipped him off with both hands and Sans sighed deeply. "I think we'd better get you guys home so that I can take care of my kid. Let me show you how to get to the lab." He led the others through a door under the stairs, all of them trying very hard not to say anything more than was necessary, but Stretch grabbed Blue and pulled him aside before they joined the others. "The hell do you mean, we aren't biologically related?"

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harrish6 · 7 years ago

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Healing What Has Been Broken - Chapter 19 - A Full Mad House

The brothers finally get introduce here! So this may not have as much dialogue, but there will be more in the next chapter. Some Papyruses will look different then the Originals, and some I have to make up. Because there isn't really a Fresh!Papyrus, so I honestly went with the flow on some. I really wanted them to look different then their counterparts, not just act different unlike the case with the Sanses where most look like their counterpart but act very different to Error. Clothing may be different as well, and some may just be different in general. Just giving a heads up.

But for now -*Cracks knuckles* - I have another long one to get too.

-Start Chapter-

It took five minutes to get Death off of Error, and that's only because of Life stating that such strenuous activity can't be good for Error. Death had let go of Error's mouth in a hurry, but still stayed by his side, not letting Error out of his sight.

Now, Error should have been worried about that, but he is long past caring at this point and was just glad that Death finally stopped trying to put his fingers into his mouth. He was honestly almost at the point of using all of his five tongues to shove them out, but luckily it hadn't come to that.

After that, everyone was getting ready to leave. Daze carrying a small container of soup, Blueberry talking to Life about something, Echo holding up a gasping Killer up, the kids holding onto Error's legs ready to go, Death had put his flower crown into his robe - making Error very curious how that worked and where exactly it went - and was now hovering close by to Error, and Geno was just starring at Error - making Error very paranoid.

'Why is he just starring at me?' Error glanced over, twitching when he noticed Geno's eyes sparkling. Sweat rolled down Error's cheek. 'Is...is he planning to hurt me or something?' Well then, Error would like to see him try. He didn't kill off worlds by the dozen for nothing. He could take Geno with his eyes closed if he had to!

-Error had to do that a few times before, fighting completely blind. Inky had blinded him quite a few times before. It is only thanks to him being apart of the Balance that he wasn't permanently blinded from all those times. He could still hear the other's mocking laughter as he fought with his all blind. The first time it happened, he had panicked. He clawed at his eyes while Inky thought he was lying. It was only after Inky had broken him in half that he believed the other as usually Error was better at dodging then that - in fact, Error hadn't dodged at all. Error eventually was put back together soon after, but his sight only came back after a few days. When he was blinded, the others liked to take advantage of it. But for some reason, some Sanses started running away from him in his weakened state. At first he was confused, as usually he would get whaled on before he got used to being blind again, but then he felt it. He could always feel a presence of another when that happened, but they never said anything when he tried to talk to them. Eventually he just thanked whoever it was and then went on with his job. Error still wondered who could have scared off the others though, it had to be someone powerful, had a high position of power, or at the least threatening looking.-

Shaking off his paranoid thoughts, Error was pulled from his memories by Echo.

"Okay people, we got a full house waiting for us." Echo called out as he hefted Killer up, who was still gasping for breath. "And nobody knows what happened to Maple...or if we still have a house standing when we get back." Echo made a portal to the front yard, where they should step out just in front of the front door.

Killer snorted as he was dragged out of the portal, knowing that what they are going to be stepping into is going to be insanity at it's finest. "Most likely tied up next to Blue!" Geno shivered as Killer crackled as he was pulled through, only going through once they were gone. "Oh, this is going to be fun...."

Daze chuckled, sweating at the thought at what was waiting for them. He balanced the little container of soup, walking through the portal with Blueberry. "I just hope nothing is on fire...I should say I hope no one is on fire."

Blueberry laughed, patting Daze's shoulder. "Maybe it will be like last year's Christmas Party! Or even the Halloween one!"

"Oh God please no! We still haven't fixed the shed after the pumpkin incident." Daze whined, shaking at the memories. He still can't look at pumpkins the same way after what he saw that night.

Error just blinked at the two when they went through, not really wanting to know what the hell they were talking about. One time he had saw a party in another AU that invited other AU's, and all the skeletons there were either drunk, unhappy, insane, wasted beyond measure, or a combination of all four. It made him glad he was so hated that he was never invited to one, who knows what they would put in his drink?

Putting those thoughts away, he glanced down to the kids on his legs. Both had their hats back on, their flower crowns on over top of the hats. Error's own was put into the bag that he had over his shoulder. Making sure that everything was fine. kids? Check. Bag? Check. Scarf and coat? Check. Death hanging over his shoulder like how the myths go about a dying man before he actually dies? Check. Welp, Error was all set then.

'Is he just going to...float there?' Error rolled his eyes before giving Life a nod in goodbye and thanks. Then he swiftly turned and stepped into the portal. 'Whatever. It's not like he could kill me.'

-Multi-VOID, In Front Of The Front Door-

It said a lot that they could already hear the hear muffled noises the minuet they stood in front of the door, when the whole mansion is supposed to be totally soundproof.

"It...can't be that bad...right?" Daze coughed, glancing to everyone in worried confusion. "I mean, they know we were coming back sooner or later....right?"

"StAY bEhiND mE." Error figured it was better to be safe then sorry. So he made sure his kids were under his trench coat behind his legs. Their little hands holding tight onto his pant legs as they stood close but not on the leg. He had no idea what was behind that huge door, and he had learned a long time ago to always think of the worse case scenario first, best case scenario last.

Echo really wanted to tell Error that there was no need to hide his kids, he really did. But in the end he knew his friends better then that. And those muffled noises - which are most likely screams - are not painting a pretty picture. Echo could not fault Error playing it safe, because he kind of wishes he was small enough to hide in his coat too as he takes a step closer to the door. The feeling only got worse when Killer nonchalantly pulled out his knife at the ready. 'I really hope no one is dusted on the other side...That or drunk.'

Killer was ready and waiting. He knew Maple wouldn't do that good of a job of calming the others with any type of news on Error. If anything, Maple probably made them worry all the more. And with the brothers there now? Killer can see how everything went to hell. "This is going to be...fun, so much fun."

Blueberry laughed while Geno snorted. "Your kind of fun is not my kind of fun." Geno bluntly stated while Blueberry tried to look into the windows without being seen, but the blinds were closed.

"I wonder if Brother had to tackle anyone down again..." Blueberry muttered making Killer laugh.

Death just sighed, hovering closer to Error, but not touching him. He didn't care what was on the other side really, he already knew it was going to go to hell and just get worse once they open the door. Death consider himself lucky that Grim was going to be late coming because of some paperwork. But he couldn't wait to introduce Error to him, Error could even shake Grim's hand!

Error shuffled, feeling something starring at the back of his skull. Glancing over his shoulder, he jolted at seeing Death's beaming face. Error quickly looked away, not understanding why Death was looking at him like that but wasn't going to ask.

"Okay..." Echo sighed, giving a brief pray that the house wasn't trashed, before slowly opening the door. "Lets see the damage-!"

Once the little group stepped into the house, they nearly fell over from all the chaos in front of them.

Maple was duck tapped to the wall. And not even with normal grey duck tape, no, it was neon pink with glitter and sparkles in it. The tall skeleton was shaking, whimpers leaving his mouth as his own Brother - Razz - interrogated with a burning glare. It probably also help that a very tall Papyrus that was in a black trench coat was looming over Razz, a dark glare making Maple sweat all the more.

Blue was snarling with his eye glowing in a chair tied up not too far away from Maple. Tied up with not just rope and tape, but also with a thick chain as well. Not to mention Honey practically holding onto Blue and the back of the chair like a monkey. Honey's sockets were wide open, and was talking in a fast pace as if to calm Blue down. Not that it helped any, the chair was shaking violently and everyone could see it was only a matter of time before something broke. And after looking at them, they were betting on it being Honey.

Murder was sharping his axe in one corner, a bloody smile plastered on his face as he glanced about. Almost daring anyone to come within striking distance. Sparks flew about, and Echo could only hope nothing caught on fire but the scorch marks all around Murder told Echo all he needed to know. Daze just wondered how Murder got the whole machine into the living room.

Hearts was whispering calming words to Skull, who was tightly gripping a Tommy Gun. Where he got it? No one knows, as his Brother did not bring it with him. But Hearts seemed to be doing a okay job at calming him, if only for the fact there isn't any bullet holes anywhere or piles of dust. Hearts's hands where slowly going down to Skull's hands, most likely to get the weapon out from his hands before he snapped. Geno wished Hearts all the luck, because he was going to need it.

Hop was in the middle of the room with a Papyrus that was covered in paint, trying to get everyone under decent control. Not that it was working as Hop looked ready to snap like Blue did and has. The paint covered Papyrus seemed to be about ready to give up, but had a unholy gleam in his sockets that spelled trouble for everyone else if it came to that.

MT!Papyrus was cleaning a sniper rifle on the couch as the kids ran about, a smile never leaving his face as his eyes stared ahead in a fixed manner. Misery was sitting by him, limp and dazed. His eyes starring blankly ahead, not seeing anything. To be honest - and if he didn't know better - Echo would have thought he was higher then a kite. But Misery wasn't the type to do that, but after he glanced to the batshit craziness around him, he knew there was quite a few Monsters that may have slipped him something for giggles or even on accident. Daze knew his brother was still just in shock about his counterpart. It is a hard pill to swallow that someone that is supposed to be you did something so insane or criminal, something you see yourself never doing. It can scar a person in the worst kind of way.

Red was shaking in the love seat, cuddled into Fresh's side. Red looked like he was almost about to have a panic attack, sweating and shaking violently, hands twitching and glancing around wildly. Fresh had a arm wrapped around him, wide grin, and talking wildly. His free hand gesturing this way or that, and laughing at all the other skeletons around him. Geno groaned, Fresh honestly looked like he was having too much fun with everything. Poor Red, all he could do in this mess was hold tight onto the neon skeleton in shades and hope it all passes him by soon.

There were kids running around crazily, looking like they were on a sugar high. Error flinched back at the sight of little Papyruses and a little Swap!Sans running about with their brothers. Null and Void peeked out from around Error's legs and out of the coat a bit to get a closer look at the new little skeletons as they ran about, mostly blurred as they seemed to go faster and faster.

UnderFell!Papyrus was screaming at the kids with a giggling UL!Papyrus not too far behind him. This just made UF!Papyrus turn a blood orange color, making his screaming all the higher pitch with every giggle. Blueberry couldn't help but snort, and wonder how much more he could take before exploding. Because the blood orange was slowly taking over his whole face.

Orbit was chasing the children, trying to keep them under control. It was not working, as the kids just laughed as they dodged his hands. Orbit cried out some....colorful words as the little UF!Papyrus - and Error thought it was ironic that the little babybones was wearing a cloak that had devil horns on the hood - bit his fingers.

Ink on the other hand was fixing a broken TV with his magic. The TV's screen was shattered, but it was slowly going back to normal with the help of Ink's magic. But the broken chair not too far from where Ink knelled cued Killer that someone actually did throw a chair into the TV once Maple came back with the news. And taking one more glance at the struggling Blue that was tied up with more then rope, and Honey who was now swearing as he tried to keep Blue down, he had a good idea who it was.

Echo could have banged his head on the nearest wall, or just fall to his knees and go for the floor as it was the closest, when he saw the movement from the kitchen. He already knew the other Papyruses were there, making what they thought were the best thing since Nice Cream. 'Good thing Error can apparently eat anything.' Echo sighed, rubbing his face. 'Glass would actually be more healthy then what they can make, especially when they all cook together.' He shivered just thinking about last thanksgiving. It was a good thing Life was there, or quite a few of them would have been dust piles and have broken their brothers SOULS if they showed how bad it was.

Killer eventually had enough watching all the idiots in front of him, so he shoved everyone aside aside from Error and Death, and then took a step further into the house. Killer nearly laughed, twitching when not one person paid him any mind, even with his knife drawn out and ready. Echo quickly straightened and hurried to the kitchen, dodging children left and right. Daze followed after him, wanting to put the soup away. Blueberry and Geno quickly backed away from Killer, each going to a corner in the house. They did not want to be near him when he started swinging his knife randomly to get everyone's attention.

This left Error, his kids, and Death the only ones in front of the door. Groaning, Error reached back and slammed the door shut, making it echo across all the noise.

Error soon realized that was a mistake on his part when everyone turned to look at the sound, freezing and silencing once they saw just who was in front of the door.

Maple was the first to break the silence, comically sobbing hysterically. "SEE! I told you Error was going to be fine! Let me down!......Please?"

"HE'S HERE?!" Bangs and screams were heard from the kitchen. So loud that even Death flinched closer to Error, glancing wearily to the kitchen doorway. "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO SOONER!?"

All Error did was blink, and then suddenly he had a UT!Papyrus gunning for him.

Now to understand Error's next choice of actions, you have to understand just what he saw and thought in those few seconds.

UT!Papyrus is one of the few who has never touched him, ever. In fact, the original UT!Papyrus he knew had even smiled at him while he was still stuck in madness. And the copies of UT!Papyrus never once tried to hurt him even as he went about killing everyone. No, it was those behind the UT!Papyrus that made Error react the way that he did.

A tall Papyrus covered head to toe in blood, with one hell of a blood thirsty smile plastered on his face, was running not too far behind UT!Papyrus. And not only that, but another Papyrus covered in so much neon that Error for one brief moment thought that the Virus had taken over a Papyrus for the first time instead of a Sans. Then behind that one, was a Papyrus with a sword strapped to his back.

In hindsight, it was Null and Void, who were still clinging to his pant legs under his coat, that saved everyone from one very violent reaction. One that would have destroyed the whole mansion and dusted everyone within it.

So fueled by flashbacks and so much paranoia, Error did the only thing he could have thought of in such a short time frame.

Death honesty was just watching everything go by. It was a habit as he never interacts with the others for their safety, so he is used to being left alone as he watches them go by. So he never expected for Error to suddenly twist over a bit, never looking away from the ones running over to them, and for his hand to jet out to grab a hold of his wrist. All he could was jerk violently and shiver as he was suddenly twisted and pulled over into Error's embrace. Hip to hip, should to shoulder, with Death facing away from Error. But Death paid this no mind. All his mind was on was that someone was touching him. A hand on his wrist and arm wrapped around his waist, something that had never happened before. His face felt hot as he slumped into the warm body, violently shaking. 'I...I've never felt this...' No one had ever touched his wrist before, let alone pressed up against him. 'I...I never want this to end..'

Error gave no shits to the violently shivering and slowly turning indigo skeleton in his hold, no, all he cared about was now no one could touch him or the kids unless they wanted to touch the living embodiment of death first. This room is going to get dusty quick and in a hurry if they try anything.

Pressing Death closer and tightly keeping a hold of the wrist - and wielding the body like a weapon of mass destruction to the shock of all - he growled lowly. "GeT BAcK yOu saVAgES."

All the running skeletons froze a few feet away from where Error stood, gulping and sweat dropping at the dark skeletons extreme measures.

"Now I am sure we do not need to hold another hostage!" UT!Papyrus laughed nervously, waving his arms to show he was harmless. 'Although can one be a hostage when it is willing?' Because Death did not look like he wanted to be saved from Error any time soon.

"He's not a hostage....But a living shield." Razz muttered to himself impressed. "Can't touch him without dying first."

Killer on the other hand was too busy laughing to care, this was even better then when Error ate that glass cup!

Geno was already taking pictures, and Maple was struggling to get out of the tape to do the same. Honey was just happy that Blue stopped struggling, and Hearts was so on board with what he is seeing that he knew, knew with all his SOUL, that he must get on board on this ship. Taking out his phone with a big grin plastered on his face, Hearts felt no guilt in thinking of ways he could set the two up. Someone had too in this pack of romantic idiots, and sometimes your ship needed a little....push in the right direction.

Ink, abandoning the mostly patched up TV, quickly ignored his idiots of friends and went to Error to introduce everyone. Only to flinch back when Error pulled Death even closer and swung the dark clad skeleton threatening, daring anyone to try and get close to him.

"Error, everything is okay." Ink was quick to reassure. "These are just our brothers. Why don't I introduce them to you? They're very excited to meet you." 'So please don't see if Death can actually kill anyone in the Multi-VOID, that is one test we don't want to try!'

Error snorted bitterly, not taking his eyes off the ones that tried to rush him. "I SeE ThaT."

Ink coughed, gesturing for the brothers to step up and form a line. While that was going on, Echo was working with Honey to untie Blue - who was looking much calmer, but still a bit peeved. - and Geno and Blueberry were trying to unduck-tape Maple. Hearts was still filming everything with a unholy gleam in his sockets, and Skull looked like he didn't know if he should laugh or back away slowly from the frankly intense look Hearts was giving off.

Daze was now out of the kitchen, slowly helping Misery up and getting his mind back to the present. He lowly whispered to him, healing magic flaring to help his brother stabilize from what he had heard hours ago.

Fresh, instead of just letting Red go, picked him up under one arm to get closer to the others. Red hanged on to the arm holding him up, swearing up a storm while he was jostled lightly. Face turning so red steam should be coming out. Fresh just laughed and settled down on one end of the line, leaning back onto the wall, watching to make sure nothing happens like last time there was a introduction.

"Everyone, this is Error. The two little ones hiding in his coat are his children, Null and Void." Ink the smirked, pointing to a very out of it Death. "You all remember Death."

Ink the pointed to UF!Papyrus, who was looking Error up and down and rubbing his chin in thought. "This is UnderFell Papyrus, we call him Fell."

Fell, Error realized with a blink, wore very different clothing then his counterpart. UF!Papyrus from his Multiverse - Boss - wore his armor all the time with his high heeled boots, and holey scarf. Fell on the other hand wore a dark red sweater - a dark shade then Error's - with a leather jacket over top and black skinny jeans. He had the same scarf on, but instead of high heeled boots he had on steeled toed boots. The same face, the same scars, but all in all he gave off a different feel then Boss did. Fell did not seem like the type to just stab a guy, but arrest them like a royal guard should. Like the time Boss had stabbed his skull and actually shattered it. Sure the hole healed itself - but leaving behind a web of scars on his skull from not healing fully - but it hurt like hell when it happened, never mind the fact Error actually didn't do anything that time. It also should be said that it takes a lot of force to break his bones, let alone his skull. The only reason Boss could do it was because Inky had just bashed his brush filled with magic on Error's skull a few times - he lost count after forty-six - not too long before he went to Underfell. In fact, from what Error could remember, he had actually been there to visit Little Red - or UF!Chara - at the time to give them a new doll when all of a sudden he was stabbed in the skull from behind. Some people are just rude Error figured, shrugging it off. In fact, Boss's face when Error got up from having his skull shattered and called him rude was priceless in his books.

Fell could feel this Error's power, and his pain. Not to mention he is touch Death and showing no negative side effects. In fact, Death seemed to be very happy in his hold - Is that drool?! - somehow when the darker skeleton should be dust by now. Death never liked being around anyone for that reason alone, but that doesn't seem to be the case here. Although, Fell will give this new skeleton props. Here he is in a whole new Multiverse, children hiding behind him, and came up with a nicely done plan to make sure nothing happened to him or the kids. Smart, powerful, and knows pain like no other. 'I want fight him.'

"And this is UnderLust Papyrus, we call him Compassion for a reason." Ink smiled, pointing to the pink clad skeleton.

Error has never been more thankful then he has now for seeing how different one skeleton was dressed. Pink - UL!Papyrus from his Multiverse - was dressed in a very...lascivious manner. And while Hearts was dressed the same as Lust, Hearts shirt covered more and his pants are actually pants. Not pieces of fabric that have way too many holes in them to be considered pants. Compassion wore a baggy pink sweater that had yellow hearts on it. The sweater fell off his shoulder, and stopped at his knees. He wore black leggings and high heeled pink boots. All in all he was more covered then Error has ever saw Pink was, and that alone made his day. He shivered, just thinking about those looks and glances he got every time he had to go and destroy a UnderLust. He will never understand why Inky made it, or what he was thinking of when he made it. Scratch that, he doesn't want to know period.

Compassion was honestly shocked that this skeleton was still going strong. If he was taken from his home, forced into a new one surround by familiar but wrong faces, then pushed into taking a pair of kids while he just wanted to give up, he would have snapped. 'But that's not what happened.' Compassion gave a small sigh as he sadly looked to Error. 'His was never a home. It was a prison.' But does that make it better or worse, because now he is surrounded by faces that have most likely hurt him before. But seeing the way Death looked - head laying on Error's shoulder as he shivered wildly, eyes glazed, and such a happy smile that Compassion could have cried because he has never seen that look on Death's face before - and how Error was slowly calming down, he knew there was a chance. A very good chance of Error coming out of this fine, of healing and looking them in the face and not seeing those that hurt him. 'But that is going to be a long road, and a lot of time.' Compassion's smile grew brighter. 'It's a good thing then, that we all are one hell of a stubborn group that doesn't know the meaning of giving up.'

"We also have HorrorTale Papyrus, we nicknamed him Blood...because well..." Ink nervously laughed, glancing at said bloody skeleton. "He's covered in it...as you can see...ha...."

HT!Papyrus - Scream - looked mostly like UT!Papyrus - Paps - only with small eye sockets, uneven teeth, and of course covered in blood splatters. This version had longer arms, was taller in general as he stood two heads over most of the other Papyrus in line, had wider eye sockets that had blood stains around it, his teeth sharp and uneven with blood on it as well. His fingers were spider like, and sharp from what Error could see. His clothing was a tight black one piece that was torn in places, showing off some blood stained bones. He had a red scarf on as well, but it had some brownish red stains on it, and Error knew it wasn't dirt. Scream looked scary, but Blood looked like something out of a nightmare or horror film, and not a B-rated one either. But Error actually was fond of Scream - He could still feel the slight warmth from when he screech that he wished Horror was more like him, that his cooking was meeting his standards. It was nice to be complemented, he rarely got those. - so this Monster did not scare him in the least. He has seen worse and has spat in stronger Monster's faces. And if this Monster is anything like Scream, then they will get along fine.

Looking at the new Monster, Blood knew that change was coming. Murder had told him what he knew, and what he planed if anyone showed their nasty little faces, and Blood now saw what Murder saw. A Monster that has been beaten, starved, enslaved to the other Multiverse. Blood's AU is not a happy one, all Monsters on rations and no one questions Queen Undyne. They all are enslaved to her in one way or another, as she holds all the food unless they catch the humans that fall to get their flesh. That or they hunt for some dump food from the Dump in Waterfalls, but isn't very good and you know you will get into a fight for it with another Monster. Error on the other hand, doesn't fight for food or his safety, it has most likely been beaten out of him. No, the reason Error had grabbed onto Death was not to shield himself, but to shield his children from them - the ones he sees as threats to his children's lives. No one willing uses Death as a weapon, to do so usually meant death. For Error to grab a hold of Death without a second thought meant two things. The first was that he could not die, because he is touching Death without turning to dust. The second, is that Error didn't care what happens to himself. Death has to look like his counterpart in some way, one who has hurt him before, and for Error to not even flinch with having him near? That means Error doesn't care if Death were to suddenly pull his scythe on him. 'He doesn't care if he is in pain or even dies.' Blood's smile grew all the more when all Error did was look at him with slight fondness. And didn't that paint a good picture of his counterpart? 'He just cares about his kids. What would happen if the kids got hurt then?'

No one would survive to answer that question, that much Blood was sure of.

"By Blood there is Fresh!Papyrus....He wanted to be called Rad." Ink pointed to the very colorful skeleton.

'Oh Fate-no, oh Destiny why do you torment me so?...there are two of them now. A whole AU filled!' Error thought in horror. Rad was the same height as UT!Papyrus only wearing brighter clothing. He wore a neon pink one piece with long sleeves and it stopping right before his knees. Over top of that he had on a tank top that was even brighter pink with the word 'RAD!' written on it with bright purple blocky lettering. He then had a light blue coat that had other colors on it as well, orange leg warmers, see-through purple shades that had glitter in them - really they looked like kid plastic shades - and neon shoes that lit up every time he moved. His scarf was a rainbow of neon, so much so that Error's eyes hurt looking at it. And finally on top of his head was a bright orange headband. It made Error shudder just imagining what the other Monsters would look like in this UnderFresh AU. 'What would Toriel...? No, I don't want to know!...Poor Chara....What would they be forced to wear?!'

The Virus was the only parasite that Error knew about - so for all he knew there are more of them, but he doubts it. That or he already destroyed them unknowing before he knew who/what they are. - so seeing that the Fresh of this Multiverse had a brother, a actual Papyrus, really drove home that this Fresh is not a parasite. That Fresh has a actual AU and is no way going to take over his kids SOULS and then proceed to use their bodies to do whatever the hell he wanted, that or find out what would happen if they tried his SOUL. - The Virus had tried to take over his body once. He soon found out that was a bad idea from all the screaming that he did before he was forcibly ripped from Error's SOUL by Error's own hands. Error had made him feel something that day, but he had no idea what. All Error knew was after that, the Virus would just give him a blank look before covering it up. - But that meant there was a whole AU filled with these neon colored Monsters, filled with fresh Monsters. Error shivered just picturing it.

Rad, as his nickname implies, is one radical skeleton. He is the Radical Papyrus, with some very fresh moves if he did say so himself. When his fresh Brother had told him what was going on, he could hardly believe it. Not that a God had fallen into their Multiverse - they live in a time loop after all, anything can happen in his mind - no, it was the fact he hadn't fallen sooner. While not shown a lot in other AU's, his is filled with all kinds of PSA's. And while the others may laugh or scoff at how they are presented or look, the message is by no means less important. The one that comes to mind for this situation? Abusive relationships. Not all relationships have to be romantic to be abusive, and it can happen in the work place as well. It is said that the victim needs to be removed from the toxic environment and away from the people involved to truly to be able to heal. To just be near those people would cause set backs and panic attacks, never letting the the victim fully heal or get better. Never mind the fact that they could fall back into the abuse at any given time. Error would need to learn that he could be fine, that he doesn't need to forgive and forget, that he can get help, and that everything is going to be better in the future. So no, Rad wasn't shock that he fell into here after trying to end it all - most abused victims commit suicide as a means to escape their abusers if they think there is no other way out. 'But now he has landed into the healing facility instead!' Rad grinned brightly, making Error watch him wearily. 'I should get out the PSA tapes and posters to show everyone what to do....'

"Next to Rad is Galaxy, OuterTale!Papyrus." Ink gestured to the one with a sword strapped to their back.

In all honesty, Error has never seen a different but very much the same skeleton before. With the Sanses, they too had the same feeling, but the difference was more on the inside then the outside, well besides the height. Galaxy here, while wearing the same armor and scarf as his counterpart, he also had a large sword strapped to his back, helmet, armor for his legs for where his boots didn't cover, and a more serious look on his face. In fact, his body armor looked like it was made of actual metal where his counterparts was more fabric then metal. It made Error wonder how different the AU's here were compared to his Multiverse. Maybe they are more serious or bloody in areas that his wasn't?

Galaxy, second in command in the royal guard, took his duty very seriously. He is a knight, a soldier, a firefighter and a police officer all rolled into one for his AU. He goes where he is needed and protects the other Monsters in space. But he also liked to take his job and do it no matter the AU. If he saw someone in trouble he is quick to help, not just because it is his job, but because he loves doing it. He protected the weak and those that needed it. And Error? He needed it. From what Orbit had told him, about how much his stats told and how he reacted to everything, this Monster needed more help then anyone he has ever saw. And now seeing him just drove it home. Seeing Error grab Death, looking at them like he was waiting for them to try and hurt him and the kids, made his SOUL hurt. 'How I wish,' Galaxy held back a sigh as he tried to make himself look less threatening, and thinking if he should just slowly take off the sword and back away slowly from it to prove it. 'that I could arrest all those abusers and see them rot behind bars like the criminals they are.'

"UnderTale Papyrus, but we call him Blossom." Pointing to said Monster, Ink gave a bright grin. This was one Monster that he had no fear in introducing to Error, for the fact that Blossom had no violent bone in his body. It also helped that Blossom looked like he couldn't harm a fly too.

Error wanted to laugh, loudly, at what he was seeing. Gone was his 'battle armor' and in it's place was a orange sweater, blue shorts, his normal boots and scarf, black tights under the shorts, and a hat that had the words 'COOL DUDE!' written on it - or more like written with sharpie on it. All in all he looked interesting in it. A mishmash between Paps - his Multiverse UT!Papyrus - and one he has never seen before. But they had the same bright smile and height at least, so not too different. Error had no trouble with Paps, none whatsoever. Sure Classic hated his guts because his very existence means certain death for quite a few different AU's and their Paps inside of them, but Paps has no trouble with him. One time - years and years ago when he was still insane and lost to anger - Paps had actually invited him in for tea when Classic was gone for a meeting with other AU's and Error just happened to feel like going to that AU that day. Error had spit fire at him, threatened to dust him and all his loved ones, but it somehow ended up with him drinking tea with him and leaving two hours later with a container of fresh pasta. He's still not sure how that had happened. It seems like Paps and Scream are not too different like their appearances suggest.

Blossom, when he heard everything from Blue and nothing was let out because Blue was too mad not to leave anything out as he was tied down to the chair the second time, he had cried. No one should have to go through that, be forced into that role and be expected to be fine with it. No one should have to be the scapegoat, but life has shown him that most don't care as long as they have someone to blame for their mistakes, that way they themselves feel better and guilt free. It would be like if they blamed their Chara's and Frisk's for their roles - Only Killer's is really to blame. - in the balance of the AU. Blossom could not understand why the other Multiverse could harm one of their own. Sure he killed off worlds, but the Creator keeps making them, so much so that it could lead to everything falling apart. So who really is at fault here? Both are doing their jobs, but one is more out of line then the other. 'This Creator really needs a talking too.' Blossom frowned, not understanding why this Inky would just keep going forcing Error to take the blame. 'Does he think it is a game? That he is above the consequences? There are two sides to every balance, sometimes more. So why do the Monsters want only one side?' It is a shame though. Because if Blossom has any say about it, Error is never going back there. They must learn to live with the consequences to their actions, even if it hurts them. He is not going to doom Error for their petty wants when Error is the hurt party and more here then there, a new father with two children that is one the road to healing.

If that Multiverse really thinks it has any say in Error's life from now on - to make his choices for him like they did before and blame him for every wrong thing - then they have another thing coming.

"Right next to Blossom is MobTale!Papyrus who you already met before. We call him Sniper." Ink could only sigh, relived, when he saw that Sniper hadn't taken his gun with him in line. He did not see Error taking that well. 'Hell, he grabbed Death to make sure no one could get to him and his kids.' Ink held back the snort that really wanted to come out. 'Having a gun pointed at him, even by accident, would not be pretty.'

Looking at the sharply dressed Papyrus, Error could still remember his reactions to him saying he had never eaten before. Sniper wore a white dress shirt, black trousers, socks, black dress shoes, black tie, his sleeves rolled up, and black jacket over his arm. He looked different then the MobTale!Papyrus - Gunner - he knew. Gunner wore a orange dress shirt, ratty brown trench coat - but Error has no room to talk about that part - red scarf, brown fedora, brown trousers, and sniper always strapped to his back. And Error knew that gun wasn't just for show, Gunner was a hell of a sniper. He once shot Error straight in the SOUL hundreds of feet away. It was out of nowhere and came fast, Error had no time to react when he had finally heard the bullet flying to him. It also helped that he was talking to Chaos - ReaperTale!Chara - through a portal, if he had moved then it would have hit them. While Chaos could have survived, he didn't take the chance and had let the bullet slam into him. He can still hear Chaos's scream as his SOUL was torn through by a bullet. But all had done was pick the bullet out, toss it over his shoulder, and put his SOUL back. Later he laughed in Mob's face and told him his brothers bullet couldn't even shatter his SOUL, enraging him. Error wanted them to get mad at him and not at Chaos, since they had went on a rampage after he had gotten the bullet out, so he played the villain once more for their sake.

Story of his life right there now that Error thought about it, but he didn't mid that if it was for his little balance makers.

"Hello! I'm glad to see ya gettin' better!" Sniper grinned brightly, sincerely happy that the other was getting healing and help. Was he happy that Error had the normal reaction to grab onto Death to protect him and his? No, not really. Death sure looked happy to be where he was, but Sniper could tell that this wasn't about Death. This was a knee jerk reaction to do something to defend, anything to get the others away from him. So while he was happy that Error was on the right track, it was going to be a long one. And they were going to have to tread it carefully unless one wanted to be falling apart to dust. 'But then again, that's everyday for me.' Sniper chuckled as he waved down to Null and Void, who where peeking up at him from under their Father's coat. 'Have to watch yourself unless you want to get shot or stabbed in the back. So I think we'll be fine.' Now the only question was; Would Error be fine in the end too?

"Then we have Blaster from EchoTale." Ink gestured to the tallest out of all of them.

Error had to look way up, never having seen a Echo!Papyrus. Sure he has seen some about, like Mob!Gaster!Sans's - Don G - brother, but none looked like the Monster that he was looking at right now. Blaster was at the least two heads taller then Blood, looming over everyone. He wore a black trench coat over top a white sweater, black dress pants and shoes made his whole ensemble. His face more mature with the large cracks in it, reminding him of Gaster. And by the way he can feel the kids trying to hide further behind him, he knew they could see it too. If not for the fact that Error has seen BeastTale, he would have thought this was the tallest Papyrus out there. Even though he was tall, he was giving off a gentle feel. Error was not fooled by that though, he knew that trick because of how many tried that with him. He would keep his distance and wait, he would not bet his kids safety until he was positive they meant no harm.

"Hello." A deep rumble came out from Blaster's mouth as he greeted the three new additions. When he was told that the former Destroyer had more marks, chips and scars then him and all the others combined, he almost thought they were exaggerating. But now looking at the deep scars running through his skull, the spiderweb like marks all across his bones from what he can see, he could see the truth. It makes him wonder if the other Multiverse loved doing it to him, if they saw no problem in hurting him as they did not see him as another person. No rights for him like the others, no protection and safety, just pain and loneliness. 'Where you even treated like another living being?' Blaster wondered silently to himself, feeling saddened for the other. 'Or were you lesser then even a cockroach in their eyes?'

"Then we have Tango, DanceTale!Papyrus." Ink pointed to a skeleton dressed in a long sleeved white dress shirt, a rose in the left breast pocket, black dress pants and shoes, and his long scarf used as a belt, one side tied and the ends stopping just below his knees.

"Hello my new other worldly friend!" Tango gave the bright smile he could at the scarred one, trying to put as much friendliness into it as he could. This Monster deserves a friendly face after everything that had happened. Hop has told him that this Error had been alone for a long time, never having anybody by his side. And while he has children now, it is not the same as having a adult by your side, a partner. Dancing is the very foundation his AU is built on, their very SOULS sing as they dance. But the thing it that they do not dance alone. To truly dance, one must have a partner to dance with, even if the dances are two different ones. While they can dance alone, it's just not the same. Even Hop's dancing is better with another, adding another layer and feeling to the rhythm and dance. The emotions, the downs and ups, the laughter, all that goes with being with another even just platonically is not one should go without. In fact, studies have shown that people that go without positive interactions can go insane when without it for long periods of time. Everything points to Error needing friends and family. 'He has a budding family, so if he needs a friend...' Tango grinned brightly at Error. 'Then I do not mind being one!' "I hope that we get along!"

Error looked this Monster up and down, then snorted. Tango looked just like Salsa - The original DanceTale!Papyrus - but the tiny differences where there. Different shoes for the start, the way they were their scarfs as well. Salsa wears his like a scarf is normally worn, around his neck and shoulders. Salsa, Error found out the hard way, can not say no to his brother that well. When Dance - the original DanceTale!Sans - broke his legs and feet, Salsa let it happen. Not that Error could blame him; Why stand up for the one destroying other worlds, some that are copies of your own with some differences? Technically speaking he has killed Salsa and Dance before if you think about it. So, no. Error did not blame Salsa turning a blind eye to his pain, it was what he deserved in a way. Sure, he was doing his job, but he never truly tried to stop Inky. Error guesses that some part of him still wishes that the paint covered one would stop on his own so he doesn't have to be broken like he was. He would never hurt another like he has been, so he did not and could not stop Inky. Error deserves all the pain for that alone in his mind, for being so weak.

"My brother, Paint, from InkTale obviously." Ink closed eyed smiled, missing Error's shocked and slightly freaked out look at this fact. The Papyrus was a few inches taller then the normal height for a Papyrus, wearing a dark red scarf around his neck and another one tied rightly around his right arm and a airbrush machine strapped onto his left arm. He had on a short sleeve yellow shirt that had some paint splattered on it, underneath that he had on a long sleeve black shirt. Then he had on some fingerless brown gloves tied on with yellow string. He had on normal red shorts with a belt that had some paint capsule around it. Black with yellow designs leggings on underneath the shorts, a lighter shade of leg warmers that had the same design. Finishing it all off where red and yellow shoes. Error has never seen a Papyrus like this, one that looked so much like Inky.

'Oh god, there are two of them now.' Error silently gulp, forgetting for a moment that this wasn't his Multiverse. After starring for a few more moments, Error remember where he was. A good thing too, because he was just about to swing Death about thinking that Inky was starting to make a army of creators. Error shivered at that picture; he would never get any rest then, and pain would be the least of his worries if Inky ever had that idea. Besides, Inky wouldn't truly be able to do that. He can make a army - which technically he already has, he still remembers them all ganging up on him before he jumped into the VOID - but he couldn't give them the power to create like he can. Only Fate or another higher being could do that or allow that to happen. Sure he created a AU filled with Gods, but they still weren't the same as Inky and him. The Gods still had limitations, where as Inky's and Error's limitations are themselves and Fate. The Gods have many rules to follow and obey, Inky has none and while Error had many because of Fate, he could have broken them at any time without dying or being killed for breaking them. Instead he would have been tortured by the Voices and Fate themselves, which was worse in his mind. But that was besides the point, Inky can not make another with his powers. So that means that this Ink doesn't have the same type of power - that or it works differently - and his AU is filled with the same type of Monsters.

It makes Error wonder if his AU was filled with Destroyers, because that is all he is good for. At the least it would give him a reason why Fate picked him over the others.

Paint still remembers his brother's tears and fears, whispering he had no idea what to do or how to help. That he was useless when it truly mattered. Never before has his brother cried like that, and when he asked around to find the reason, he didn't think it would be too bad. But now he knows better. A hurt monster just falling to pieces - mentally, emotionally, and physically - is not something that anyone should see or be prepared for. Ink had never taken healing lessons like some of the others, and while he can fix things and even create with his magic, he never could mend the broken like Life could. Never mind that this situation - A former destroyer and a God to boot falling into their Multiverse, gaining two kids randomly, finding out that he really can't die, and then trying to navigate a new Multiverse with Monsters surrounding him that look like the ones that broke him. - is not one can prepare for. Ink puts too much responsibility on his shoulders, thinking he has to be ready for anything. In this case though, everyone is here and ready to take a piece of the weight. This is going to be a learning experience for all and all Paint can hope is that it doesn't end with someone's dust scattered on the ground.

"The last of the adults is Razz, SwapFell!Sans." Ink pointed to the smaller skeleton who only came up to Error's chest, middle ribs really. A familiar face with scars, but different clothing. A black sweater, red handkerchief around his neck, blood red leather gloves, black shorts, thigh red socks and red high heeled boots was what the other was wearing.

It was a nice change not seeing the other in armor. Error can still see Rasp - Raspberry, Original SwapFell!Sans - grinning maliciously as he order his brother like a dog to rip apart Error's bones and body. Rasp then whipping him, laughing as more chips formed in his bones. It was only when his body came back together that he moved away when Error shot up. Rasp only tried that again a few more times before giving up - or getting bored - with that game. Then he went on to try and whip him, a smirk on his face. One time he even offered Error a spot as his 'pet'. Error laughed in his face for a good five minutes, ignoring the other's attacks and pain from it. He was laughing too much to even notice it, it was hilarious to Error that Rasp would even offer that. Safe to say Error told him no. - Error told the other it calmly, chuckles escaping him, and thanked him for the laugh. He hadn't laugh like that in years, so he was thankful for it even if he also got a few broken bones with it. He never noticed the odd look in the two other's sockets as he left. - So the fact that this one was taller then Rasp - Rasp only came up to his lower rib - it was a nice touch. It also helped that this Razz didn't have a whip out and ready to try and fight Error with.

Looking up at this new skeleton, Razz could feel the power from the other. As second command in the royal guard has taught him to get a feel for that. No one would think twice in attacking him for power and EXP, so he must be at the ready all the time for a attack. The aura around Death screamed 'death' of course with a bunch of happy, lighter feelings bubbling up right now, but Error's screamed 'Power', 'Destruction', and so much 'PAIN!' that it gave Razz a headache. It made him wish he was with the others when they saw Error's stats, it would clear up so much for him. 'But there are other ways to find out.' Razz snorted, thinking of the other idiots in Error's Multiverse. 'While a spar would be nice, they must have been fools to think they could kill him off for real.'

"And last but not least, we have the children." Ink then started to point to each of the kids. The first one looked like a flower child, wearing a T-shirt that had neon flowers on it, bright orange shorts, lime green shoes, and children shades and a scarf on that were so many colors it gave Error a headache. "This here is Truce, QuantumFresh!Papyrus." Next was the tallest skeleton, wearing a black t-shirt that had a gaster blaster on it, white pants and black shoes, and a few bandages on his skull. "QuantumEcho!Papyrus, Aster." Error softly hummed, this was new to him. But then again a lot in this Multiverse is new to him.

Then Ink went on to name the ones that were more familiar to Error, even if they were babybones. "QuantumFell!Papyrus is nicked named Fallen, QuantumScare!Papyrus is Slaughter, QuantumSwap!Sans we call Stars, QuantumSpace!Papyrus is, well Space. And QuantumTale!Papyrus is Papy." Ink took in a deep breath after naming them all. "We are only missing Grim, ReaperTale!Papyrus, but he should be here soon."

"So how about letting Death go now?" Honey coughed, stretching his bones. He just wanted to go asleep after holding Blue down from breaking anything more. "I think...he's about at his limit for touching."

Error blinked, confused, before glancing to the left shoulder, where Death's head was slumped against. Then he blinked again at seeing Death's flushed face, slight drool coming out, and just now realizing that the other's bones, his whole body, was shaking violently. 'Am I hurting him?!' Error quickly let go of the other in worried confusion - as he never wanted to hurt Death, he just wanted to make sure no one can get to Null and Void - only for everyone to flinch back when Death just fell to the floor like a pile of bones.

Before anyone could open their mouths, a light shined behind the big group of skeletons making them all turn to look in the direction of the middle of the living room.

A portal was opened, and then a dark cloaked skeleton walked through. The hood was down, showing that it was Reaper!Papyrus. Grim glanced up to see everyone starring at him blankly. "Oh, hello! Sorry I was so late, paperwork took longer then I thought." Grim laughed sheepishly, before jolting when he saw Error. With a grin, Grim floated towards him, making the others move out of the way for him. He never even questioned why they were all looking at the ground for.

"My name is Grim, it's nice to-BROTHER?!" Grim choked once he saw Death on the ground in front of Error. Death was twitching and shuddering on the ground, face and bones tinted indigo. Death was mumbling to himself, curling up slightly as one hand touched his waist and the other was shaking violently. His sockets glazed over, like his mind was else where. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!"

"I USEd hIM aS a ShieLD." Error openly admitted, not really seeing to much of a problem with it. Crouching down, Error lightly poked Death's spine, making the shuddering worsen. "ThEN WhEn i LeT HIm Go-"

"Wait!" Error paused, both him and his kids - who were now holding onto his knees as he crouched - looked up to the other reaper in question. "You let him go?...Does that mean you touched him?!" Grim asked shocked. Death never touches anyone, not even the other Gods who could survive it as long as they do not touch for long periods of time. Grim himself is used to it because of War - Reaper!Undyne - and how she likes to spar with him or even giving him hugs and slapping him on the back. His bones were used to it; but his Brothers? Death's bones, as he has never really been touched, are sensitive. Very sensitive, and if this Monster did touch him he can see why Death was on the ground looking like he had a fever. Never mind that Life told him that this Monster can survive touching long periods and was technically a God from another Multiverse.

"YeS." Error decided that the short and simple was the way to go with this one. Grim just gave a delighted gasp. "Can I shake your hand?!"

Remembering the last time he shook someone's hand - which was with Death - did not feel Error with agreement with that request. But, eh, what did he have to loose? If his hand falls off or breaks it'll just go back on. "SuRE, I gUesS?"

"YES!"

-End Chapter-

Well, ever has been introduced now in the new Multiverse! You can find the Quantum kids online, besides for Aster and Truce - I couldn't find them online so I went with the flow on them.

Death's bones are very sensitive to touch as having never been touched, that is why he is like this in this chapter. Eventually he will get better with it, but it is going to take a while for that to happen. Also Error unintentionally just made Death clingier from now on because of him touching Death.

I really wanted to make the Papyruses different then them just looking exactly like their counterparts, so that's why I gave them different clothing for almost all of them. It adds another layer to show how different this Multiverse is.

Also, while Blossom is innocent, he is not a child. In the original Multiverse, Classic made sure to keep Paps are innocent as possible, making him almost childlike, and while Paps notice things - like his other AU versions - he doesn't want to shatter his brother's illusions in fear that he would Fall Down because of his low HP. That is not the case here, that is why Blossom is much more colder and less forgiving to the Original Multiverse.

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