#but when i was a kid my school would host a strange rubber duck hunt thing

[papiliovolens]

Can I give Error a Rubber ducky that looks like him-

Error pressed his hands together, deeply breathing as he glared at the offending object. He was quickly realizing these new 'gifts' would test the extent of his patience, of which he had none. He had to admit, however, that this one was- he wouldn't say clever, but it was more... personalized.

Error was not a rubber ducky skeleton. He only knew about them as they had been featured in an Undernovela episode, and afterward, he had sought one out for curiosity's sake. It didn't stay in the Anti-Void long, being tossed into a random universe when he lost interest.

This rubber ducky was black, which Error did not think was possible. By its very nature, he thought each rubber ducky was always an annoying shade of yellow that burned his eyelights when he stared for too long. It had red eyes, blue lines falling down its face and around its beak, and wore a fuzzy carbon copy of Error's sweater.

Slowly, he picked it up. This one didn't hurt his sockets, so he supposed he could keep it in a corner of one of his shelves.