Error had just begun breaking the chocolate into small chunks for the bitties.
Kyle gave a short explanation to the bitties about how Error was part of a therapy program, not to touch him without permission, etcetera, basically reading the paperworks summary verbatim, probably not even paying attention to what he was reading out. Once that was done, he opened the display and began to help them to the ground so they could roam the store - some chose to shortcut or jump the three feet instead though. Most bitties could manage twice that distance with minimal problems.
Error took in the sight of the little fella's as they wandered closer. The new returnees seemed to call themselves Comet, Napoleon and Pocky according to their codes. So far the rest he recognised from previous visits; Raspberry, Happy, Kid, Punz and Hoods.
The hyper ones were faster to leave the display to meet him, while the lazier ones wandered closer at a more measured pace. Which was pretty predictable. A few were chatting between themselves. Though Kid stayed behind last, waiting by the display. It didn't take long to figure out why when Kid called back into the display to Candy (Error recognized the name), leading Error to believe there could be a few more he hasn't seen yet. But so far there were nine confirmed. Error could deal with that many. As long as it didn't go above 15.
"HELLO!" Happy called to him, stopping a few inches away.
"hElLo." Error echoed.
They started gathering around him, within reaching distance but still a respectful distance away. A few sat down (not hard to guess who).
He cautiously gave them head pats, trying not to hesitate to long. He let a gentle smile grace his expression when he didn't glitch too badly and the bitties enjoyed it. The new ones gave surprised expressions at his touch - no doubt because of his unnaturally high temperature and the buzz of his pixels.
The gang and others would often call him 'The Walking Massage Chair' behind his back and plot ways to hug him. To this day he still doesn't know why the phrase 'you're just using me for my body' set them off so hard in a laughing fit on a particularly bad day. They just insisted Error he wasn't old enough to understand despite being one of the oldest in the group.
"WOWIE! YOU HAVE SUCH A UNIQUE VOICE!" The Baby Blue Comet exclaimed.
"i KnOw." Error smiled, gently petting him causing the bitty to giggle. "... I bRoUgHt ChOcOlAtE iF aNyOnE iS InTeReStEd."
All the bitties cheered at that and Error's smile grew as he relaxed. This was a good plan. He hadn't been to a bitty AU in a while.
The Sans could wait - even if the Sans' code was incompatible with the universe, he would have time before the place corrupted. Incompatible with nearly every AU himself, Error was used to working within a time limit and familiar with the warning signs. Oh how Error wished he could just move out of the antivoid ... he wished for a lot of things he couldn't have.
Error shook himself from his thoughts. It was no use moping. Not that he had to be happy either. But it was important to enjoy free time when ever he could.
The bitties had gathered around him as he handed out the chunks of chocolate. Most settled down near him, letting Error make the first move - which was greatly appreciated. He didn't think he'd handle it well if they all started climbing him like sugar rushed baby zombies. He shook that thought off, trying to lessen the glitches.
After a moment he went back to giving those in reach hesitant head pats. Taking a breath, wide eyed he offered a cautious hand to Comet to climb into, causing Comet to giggle as he wrapped his hand around him. Comet gripped Errors thumb, big starry eye lights looking up at Error in unadulterated joy. He looked like he had wanted to be held and Error seemed to have guessed right. He had to stop himself from outright awing at the tiny skeleton. Error relaxed again into his mantra of 'this is fine.'
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A Small Problem
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