Everybody... Loves Me..?

What Happens When Error Sleeps

There was a reason why Error never slept. When he slept, he dreamed, and his dreams were always so... confusing. Then again, usually his dreams were snippets of times long since forgotten. This time around, when he fell asleep (typically during particularly exhausting fights or because he just didn't have the magic to stay awake), everything was shockingly crystal clear. Let's not get to ahead of ourselves though. Why? Why did Error go to sleep this time? Well, it started with a job. Some soul mate au or another that had the Destroyer feeling slightly bitter because everyone had someone who loved them and him? Ha! That was a laugh. Nobody would ever love a guy like him. He was too weird. His magic only really manifested as strings and the occasional Error Blaster. His bones were black and glitchy, the highest quality of unattractive. His eyelights couldn't even both to match. Not to mention nobody really understood him because of all the freaking glitching. So yeah, he was bitter and worse, he suffered another humiliating defeat by Ink and Nightmare was in a terrible mood and took it on him for said defeat. So yes, Error desperately needed the rest.

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In his dream, Error was surrounded by black, rather than the usual stark white that he was used to. It wasn't particularly concerning, this is where he ended up in a lot of his dreams. Though the fact that he was dreaming in the first place annoyed him to no end. "you know, sweetheart, keep pulling a frown like that and it will become permanent." Error's head whipped around to see... "reaper..?" When did he- WAIT ERROR'S VOICE WASN'T GLITCHING!? The God of Death chuckled quietly. "don't sound so shocked, geno. i come here every day for your company, love." Error shivered. He wasn't very used to that. Why did he have Geno's memory though? Was he really..? That's when he noticed the sting. He looked down at his eternally bleeding chest, looked at his white hands, his lab coat and then at Reaper. It was true. He was Geno. While he couldn't look at a mirror, he could feel the fuzziness where his eye glitched, obscuring any possible vision, not that he needed it since his vision sucked anyway. "i-i..." Reaper gave a concerned frown. "geno, baby, what's wrong?" Error was faintly aware that he was crying and overwhelmed, he closed his eyes to clear his mind.

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"classy, you ok babe?" Error's eyes shot open at the new voice, his head whipping around to see Red. His Underfell counterpart had a comforting hand on his back and was looking at him with this crazy amount of love and understanding. "was it 'nother nightmare?" Why was Red here all of a sudden and where was he? Error looked around the dark messy bedroom as he replied. "i'm ok, just a bit out of it.." He looked down to see who he was this time. Everyone in the Multiverse knew Classic's iconic outfit of white shirt, blue jacket, black shorts with the white stripes, and the fuzzy pink slippers with the socks. Seeing that, Error's jaw dropped. He was CLASSIC?! Everyone knew Classic. Everyone loved Classic. The guy was neutral, never chose sides unless absolutely necessary and that only happened if Undertale was involved. If Error could become Classic again... all of his problems could be over! Error could have SOMETHING to live for! Error grinned. And he knew EXACTLY what to do and who to go to for help. First, he just needed to wake up.