Andlátkyn; Vandr Sanses unin Alagaësia

Trauma

Error was half studying a map, deciding how to configure the location of his next portal to somewhere he hadn't quite been to yet.
The rest of him was watching Chaos absolutely lose it over Fresh.

"Who's so tiny? Who's so tiny? You are! Smaller than before!"
"Ah! Oh! Ahlp! Brah!"
"Fresh, I think you made your first word brah!"
"....Ud. Leh-oh ah ee!"
"Your voice is so cuuuuute!"
"Mmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
"Even when screaming!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"What in the world is screaming like tha-" Color rounded the corner only to freeze at the sight before him. Error blinked at him, as did the humanized Temmie and hybrid babybones.
"Who's.. child..?" He indicated vaguely, shocked.

Error set down his glasses. "That is my son right there."
"When did you... what?"
"When did I have a son?" He reached over, to which Chaos reluctantly handed the kicking infant back.
"I've technically had a son for a while, he just wasn't quite what he was meant to be." He nuzzled Fresh's face, the child grumbling but letting it happen.

He.. looks angry." Color commented, looking like he wasn't sure how to feel.
Fresh glanced at him and babbled irritably, pouting as he flicked a tongue at him.
Color stared. "He has a snake tongue."

"Three snake tongues." Error corrected, grinning as Fresh promptly waved said tongues at the bewildered Color.
I expected him to smell smoky, not sweet-sour.
"It's not a normal flame, Fresh."

"What?" Color asked, even more confused. "You can talk to him?? But- he's just a babybones?"
"Fresh is still Fresh, he's just more normal now." Chaos explained before snatching the little one away, cuddling him furiously.

Fresh abruptly cried out, squalling as he struggled to push Chaos away. She paused as Error suddenly whipped around to look at them.
So she pulled back, peering at the little one in concern.
He just sat there, looking startled and hurt.

"Fresh, what's wrong?"
He glanced up, blinking rapidly.
I bit my tongue. He explained with a slight whimper.

Now her hands flew up to her face. "Oh I'm so sorry! Is it okay?"
I dunno, it was a smeller. Snakey.
Glancing back at the frozen and puzzled Color, Error deemed him fine to stay there as he scooted closer.
"Let me see."

Fresh hesitated, sticking out a limp and almost severed tip, shaking as he saw it.
Error sighed. He had been worried about that, as snakes didn't have teeth that could slice like a skeleton did.
"It's fine, I can heal it." He muttered, drawing out a few strings that reached down with a greenish hue-

Fresh flinched violently backwards, hitting his little skull on the floor. Error didn't think, he just swooped down and drew the little one close- as soon as he did, however, he realized how strange that was. Chaos was blinking at them, looking honestly frightened and worried.
He gestured slightly behind himself. "Get him to leave."

She immediately leapt up and hurriedly ushered the multicolored flame skeleton away, giving Error a moment to look closely at Fresh, who was trembling and blinking, eyelights flashing to an odd bluish white.
What's wrong? He asked softly.

The child clung to his shirt in fear.
I dunno, I just, got scared- saw his string and- choking- Petals was so nice! So nice and he was just gone! And I was falling an you were screamin' an I don know! He ended his little rant with a sob, shaking as he desperately gripped the red fabric in terror.

Error was silent, gently cradling Fresh as he processed this. He felt a sense of absolute, mind-melting fury seething in the depths of his Soul over the one who copied him.
He knew, he knew that he was going to kill 404. And it was going to be violent.
That insolent creature of false integrity, a lie, an insane bastard that had gone too far.