A Small Problem

Ch. 15 - Bit(ty) Of A Story

***

In the anivoid, both Fresh and Error were left panting as the fight ended, gazing at the other unblinkingly. The two had been fighting for hours, the intensity of the battle waning over that time.

That is until Fresh held up a hand and the two saw that his host was shedding dust. UH-OH read his shades.

"Aw man, broski." Fresh complained. "This brodachios home slice was new!" He sighed. "Guess we up an' hit it pretty hard, huh, dude?"

Error looked guilty for a moment before scowling. "sErVeS YoU rIgHt."

As much as Fresh annoys him and as many times as Error has threatened to kill the parasite, he doesn't really want the guy to die. At times when relaxing at Nightmares Castle for a break he became tolerable almost. Sometimes. Okay, not often, but it was nice when that happened.

Fresh hummed, shades with the lettering OW-CH at the words. At least Fresh wasn't hungry anymore, but he really didn't want to be left defenseless without a host. It was time to flip on over to something newer and better.

"Well I'll be back my radical pal." Fresh's slowly dusting and sharp mouth smiled. "I gotta go up and get my dinner, bro."

Fresh Poofed away as Error went about cleaning his living area, tossing the junk into Underfell, he sat down. Flowey seemed content to try not to antagonize the destroyer and was playing himself in a game of chess. Error actually managed to forget he was there.

Error got comfy in his bean bag and opened Undernovella.

"uGgH. A rERuN." Error grumbled shutting the portal.

Now what was he supposed to watch?

After some thought, he decided to open a portal to monitor the Sans he had just encountered.

Just to make sure the universe really is compatible. And not because a particular Voice asked to see more of the bitties. Not at all.

***

Everyone got comfy, including Count as he prepared to tell his long story.

Pocky ended up hugging Comet like an oversized teddy bear on one of the platforms with a shrug as Comet hopped into his lap. Happy sat cross legged on the ground below them expectant, next to a Napoleon who chose to remain standing shooting Kid suspicious glances and a Raspberry sitting leaned up against a pillar. Punz and hoods sat on top of a tunnel that was to the right of them and Kid and Candy sat inside, Candy draping an arm lazily over Kid.

And there Count was, sitting on a platform and looking at the semicircle of eager listeners. Some had stars in their eyes, and some while less obviously interested.

"so." Count began. "my story starts in a world similar to this one, but different. an alternate universe."

Napoleon scoffed and Kid, Comet and Happy hushed him.

"DON'T INTERRUPT STORY TIME!" Happy scolded. He turned back to face Count in anticipation. It was clear he took story time very seriously.

And so Count went over his story as the sun dipped lower in its celestial route, time continuing on.

He covered his foggy time in Hotland lab where they played loose with safety and used themselves as subjects for Determination studies. About the repurposed machine that picked up the possibility of the end of the world, caused by someone messing with timelines. Told how Flowey had appeared and how he progressively became more unhinged and homicidal, to the gasps of a few. He continued onto the letter and how it gave him the idea to escape, pulling it out to fill most of the cage as evidence. Only pulling out the first page to avoid encumbering the cage with pages.