Strings!

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(Lapse POV)

It's been about an hour since I woke up from my nap and so far nothing interesting has happened, well at least until now. I had remembered about how most Error sans could use their strings for many things like creating clothes to using their strings as attacks and so I thought if an error sans could do that than perhaps I could do it too, that is if I have strings... I don't know what I look like since I don't have a mirror or anything.

Anyways- I might as well try to use my strings, that is if I have any at all. Moving my hand to my face, I gently move my fingers against my face and right when I did that I grew a little suprised when I saw purple strings now on my fingertips. Gently moving my hand farther away from my face, the strings on my finger tips followed and once I couldn't move my hand any farther, the strings gently snapped and was on my fingertips waiting to be used.

Staring around I look for a target until I finally spotted a rock a little distance in front of me. Staring at the rock, I move my hand towards it and right when I did that, the strings on my fingertips struck forward and wrapped around the rock and then smashed it into pieces. Smiling, I look around for anything else to test my strings on only to stop when I hear error crying. Turning to look at error who was laying behind me in my sweater, I pick him up from my sweater and hugged him close while wondering what was wrong.

After a few moments of hugging him, error finally calmed down but now clinged onto me like a baby koala. Smiling down at error, I decide to train some other time and so I get up and then walk towards a more comfortable sleeping place. Once I found a better sleeping place that was near where I first woke up at, I sat down and continued to hold error close.

(3 hours later-)

(Lapse POV)

Ok, it's been three hours and I thought I would've fallen asleep by now from sitting the whole time but I haven't. Though now that I think about it, I'm a skeleton now not a human so who knows how long a skeleton like me can last without sleep. Well at least the bundle of cuteness is sleeping, staring at the sky- wait, is then even considered a sky? I mean the sky looks like it's combined with the void, random glitching, and some stars. Well, I guess it doesn't matter anymore if it's day or night since it's not like it would be able to help me anyways.

Quietly humming, I continue to stare at the weird sky while wondering if I could make portals, teleport, and summon other different attacks. Moving my stare away from the weird sky, I decide to try out what I could do later since error was still clinging onto me like a baby koala.

A few moments have passed and I was boredly staring around until I remembered that I could practice my strings attacks while sitting, moving my hand to my face again I start to practice my strings attacks, movement, and range.

(30 minutes later-)

(Lapse POV)

Error had finally let go of me awhile ago so now I'm trying to test new string attack ideas that I couldn't try since I was sitting, afterall what if someone appeared and tried to kill and take my baby away from me? There is no way in hell, I will just let some stranger kidnap error away from me and get away with it! And so, determined to get stronger for my baby bone, I start to practice my new string attack ideas first until i remembered that in the future I should also learn to make clothes and toys for baby error.

Shaking away that thought, I first focus on my task at hand, to get stronger to protect myself and baby error. Taking out both of my hands this time and gently moving my fingertips against my face, I start to practice my new string attacks and this time I was practicing my accuracy, the damage, the speed, and the durability with the range and movement of my strings.

While I was practicing, I didn't notice that baby error was chewing on my sweater or at least I didn't notice until error started to giggle happily while continuing to chew my sweater in drool. Once I caught sight of my poor sweater being chewed and drooled on by error, I was going to scold him only to stop when I remembered that he's a baby, he doesn't know better plus he's probably teething or something. Do skeletons also do teething? Oh whatever, I'll just let error drool and chew on my sweater then, but if he starts choking then no more sweater drooling and chewing for him.

Sighing, I turn my attention back to practicing while also making sure to keep checking on error from time to time to make sure he wasn't choking, rolling away, or being kidnapped. And so that was how my routine was for who knows how long, I would sleep sometimes, practice whatever magic I could do while also keeping an eye socket out to make sure baby error was okay, and then I would also practice my own senses, movement, speed, and strength.

Right now, I was resting from training since it kinda tired me not to mention with error absorbing my magic to grow it made me a little less energetic. Not that I exactly minded, error needs to grow anyways, though I wonder when I'll be able to make portals to get me and error out of here, afterall I don't want error living in a destroyed au for his whole life...Well, at least I learned to teleport around awhile ago, it will be helpful if I ever need to teleport me and error away from danger.

Shaking myself from my thoughts, I can feel myself getting sleepy so I moved baby error close until i finally went to sleep.
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Have a wonderful day and night!

Info:

Lapse found out that error absorbs her magic, mostly whenever she's sleeping. Luckily it doesn't affect Lapse too much when training.

Lapse is very protective of their baby so don't touch da baby error!

Lapse loves chocolate

Baby error cries whenever he wants Lapse attention and hugs.

Lapse is 6ft tall

Now... here's a little drawing I did of Lapse holding baby error.

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