Torn

𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳 (𝘖𝘭𝘥)

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❝𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚?❞

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          Fresh had sensed something weird, he knew something was off when he couldn't find you with Error. So he did the most humane thing he could do, both literally and ironically, he went on a hunt to find you. He didn't know what drew him to doing so, but all he knows is that he is now blindly wondering around the in between in search for you, or some sign of you.

He knew he couldn't love you, or show any kind of affection towards you, yet he still tried his hardest. When he first met you, however, he felt some sort of connection and some sort of flare in his soul. The parasite that had latched itself onto him had noticed it, and ever since then clung itself more heavier and tighter around Fresh's soul.

Fresh always hoped for the day that the parasite that had latched itself to him would just loosen up, and let him feel the emotions that he wanted to feel. He wanted to feel the way he was supposed to feel when he met you, and even now as he knows you, but he simply can't.

All the while he was searching, it hadn't crossed his mind to check the AU that you visited the most frequently. You were currently in Outertale, laying on the floor of Outer and his Papyrus's floor. You got here when you finished your conversation with Dream, you told him that the AU you 'belonged' too was Outertale, aka the only AU you had knowledge of. You knew damn well in your heart that if Error found out you had somehow managed to escape into an AU you'd be as good as dead!

You huffed, letting tears slide down your face as you laid on your back, staring at the ceiling of Outer's small house. Sensing a disturbance in the peace, Outer lazily walked out of his room, rubbing his eyes and slouching over without any recognition to the person in the middle of his floor. Even as he descended the stairs, he never opened his eye sockets, so it wasn't a surprise when he tripped over you. Well, it was a surprise for both of you, but not for Papyrus who was willingly watching. He simply sighed, shook his head and went back to work on cooking you a meal, as you looked malnourished as hell.

Back to you and Outer, you were currently laying on your side in a fetal position, holding you hands over your head while Outer was rubbing his and trying to clear the grogginess from his skull. When he eventually did so, he immediately noticed what he had to trip on was you. He immediately was by your side, shouting and spouting out his own wave of apologies. He duly took note of your tears staining his purple carpet floor and the fact you looked hungry out of your damn mind. What the hell has Error been doing to you!?

After a while, you sat up and rubbed you eyes while tears fell from them, Outer rubbed your back gently and let you let your emotions run as wild as you would let them. Outer's brother peaked his head out and wanted to come over and comfort you as well, but Outer pushed him away with a bone. Soon, you calmed down and sat a good distance away from Outer, just because he's known you as long as Error, that doesn't mean he got the right to touch you! Well, back pats were ok.

"Hey, you ok?" Outer asked, before internally flinching and cringing at his wording. Obviously you weren't ok, how could he ask such a stupid question!? He was pulled from his thoughts when you let out a shaky sigh before nodding, giving him a small smile, to which he gratefully returned. He placed his hands on his knees before pushing himself up with a grunt. "Welp, I'll go get some of my clothes for you to change into. You can take a shower, hand over you clothes and I can quickly wash them before you have to um... go back." Outer's voice trailed off at the end of the sentence, still not comfortable with how close you were to Error.

You only nodded and walked upstairs with Outer, before walking into the bathroom and sitting on the lidded toilet and waited for Outer to bring you his clothes. He knocked on the slightly cracked door before peaking in when you grunted in response. He carefully handed you a shirt with a space pun, of course, and a pair of his signature yellow and blue shorts. You gave him a smile that fluttered his soul before closing the bathroom door to attend to your duties.