Puppet Master (F-GOD Error!sans)

Chap 20: My beautiful Error

Give me some ideas for Errors time in his new home, I'll pick a few and they'll be written into future chapters!))

Error laid on his large navy blue bean bag, it was almost as big as a bed. Many little pillows in the color range of reds, yellows, purples and blues. Above him was a canopy that made a dome over his pillows. A small oak dresser was beside his bean bag, with books and a mirror on it. One little drawer could be pulled out from it, where error put some of his yarns, a multi colored string hung out from the drawer. Error was curled up on his bed, hugging a few dolls he had made. He made small dolls of Blue, Nightmare, Killer, Horror, Dust, Outer, Cross, a Swap frisk, and a Chara.

He could barely hold all the dolls but did his best. Error missed the friends he had at his dimension, even when he remembered they tried to kill him. The good memories made his head ache, and his soul plunged into a great sadness. He missed them, but did they miss him? Surely not, as they tried to kill him... but he could have sworn he caught a glimpse at them looking so worried when he jumped. He couldn't be sure, it was probably a trick of his mind, they were most likely celebrating that the great destroyer was gone. He wouldn't be a threat to any of them anymore.

He was sure even nightmares gang was happy, they probably distrusted him so much they thought he would kill them. Well... he almost did but they don't understand it wasn't his conscious choice. It was fate, it was always fate messing with things, vowing to herself error would never find happiness. She even took him from hus original home to become her little tool. He had gone through so much pain because she had been selfish, and spoiled ger stupid son. Error curled around his stuffed animals tughter.

There was a time where error thought he had cried out every tear in his body. He had cried for days, months, years, he didn't know how long she had been keeping him there. But it hurt him, it ruined him to his coded core and then some. He cried till permanent marks stained his cheeks forever. He hated crying, he hated feeling miserable, but the feelings never truly left him after he was let out. As he became condious from his hurt angry brainwashed state, he made relationships. Like blue, Nightmare and the gang, outer, and even ink. But, fate never failed to make something horrible happen.

That's when he learned pain was forever, and he could never stop crying. Error clutched his dolls more, they were sure to tear under his phalangies hard grip. Despite being surrounded by people who adored and loved him, he felt hated and outlasted still. He had a mother figure that loved him and took good care of him. But the sadness didn't go away, even the gifts surrounding the floors around him, on the small pillows on the outside of the canopy. People constantly adored him, wanting him there even with how weird he looked.

Yet still, he felt alone, unfamiliar, regretful. He loved this place and he loved everyone in it already, but he missed the last home he had. He had spent so much time there, made so many memories,friends, family, he had done so much before it all fell apart. He couldn't help but to miss it all, but it just hurt him more. There was probably no way for him to go back any way.

This... mental torture; overthinking was always his true enemy, his oldest enemy. He had so much time to ocerthink over his life, going insane at the senerios running through your head constantly. Error didn't want to make it so complicated he just... he wanted to know why. Why him? What happened? What did he do to go through such HELL, such GRUESOME torture. Error gripped one of his many pillows tightly to himself he felt alone.

He growled, WHY!? He threw the pillow on the ground out of anger and covered his face with his hands. He started to claw slightly at his skull without realizing it. Why... WHY WHY!? His phalanges digging into his skull, scratching over faded old scars. He dug them a bit deeper, his sockets starting to fill with code and Error signs, he whimpered and scratched at his skull more, marrow starting to drip down his face. He scratched more and more as he was blinded by one's, zeros, and error messages.

Error whimpered, forgetting where he was as he scratched more "MiStAkE, tHaTs AlL i Am... N-nObOdY wIlL eVeR cOmE.." Error repeated to himself, sobbing softly. He flopped over onto his giant bean bag, scratching at his skull more. The pain against his skull growing, despite KNOWING no one would come. Something inside of him told him to call out for help once again, just wanting to prove to himself he was alone. Error gripped his skull "H-HeLp... plEaSss3..." Error cried to the room, his voice glitching worse as he got more upset.

Error Gabe a choked out sob and curled his, closing his sockets tightly, he was blind anyway. His soul, losing hope even in this new world and held his head tightly.

"My child, it is alright, I have come, i am here. You are safe."

Warmth, security, love, it all flooded to Errors body as destiny wrapped her arms around him. Looking up, he saw the tall goddess, her head was to the ceiling of the large temple. She glowed a soft baby blue, her arms wrapped in soft devine clothing. Her hair free and wavy.

"I'm here now my child, my beautiful error."

Her voice was soft and calming as she spoke, ridding error of the immense stress that held him moments before. She gently took his hands from his face and held them.

"Please, don't hurt your beautiful face. I'm going to cry if I see you so hurt, my child."

Destiny hugged him gently, her touch soothed his glitches and Errors instead of making them worse. Error found a long sought after nostalgia, a feeling of absolute safety and trust he had long forgotten. Error held her tightly, a choked sob coming from hin before he cried into her soft dress, holding onto her as if she could dissapear at any moment. She didn't though, she stayed, holding her child and letting him cry. Error did just that, he cried, cried a lot, but not out of fear, not loneliness, not abandonment, jot insanity. He cried in comfort and joy, as he realized he wasn't alone anymore, he wasn't going to be alone anymore. Someone in the multiverse really loved him.

His cries rang out as he held himself close to her, there was a knock on the temple wall, both looking up, villagers were at the door, more gifts, but of food, flowers, and comfort items. Error blinked away the tears in his sockets "You've been through a lot and we just want you to know that we're all truly happy you're back. We heard your cries and, we don't want uou to be alone woth this pain." One villager explained from the front.

Destiny gave a soft smile amd Error looked shocked, more people came. They came for HIM, caring for HIM, wanting to help him.... the villagers walked in, setting the gifts infront of them and smiling at the two. "You're, our goddess right? You look just as your paintings!" One villager said, many agreed "Thank you for coming back! Both of you!" Another said, starting a chain of thank you's and praises. Error teared up, he.. was loved. He had forgotten what love felt like, destiny sat down with him, smiling. Error looked up at her "Well, there's lots of food, shall we all have dinner?" She hummed.

Error smiled and nodded, "Then it's time to be together again!" Destiny said. The towns people cheered and everyone went outside, setting up food and the out door tables. Destiny and error helped as well, happy to have love again.
Error felt so happy, he was home, the hone that loved him.

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