The last chapter

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This is the last chapter of this book. Don't worry number 3 will come later. This chapter contains the start of one shot and I want you as the reader to choose which one will be the first one for the next book. You can tell me if there is one you would like to see in the future even if it won't be the first one in book 3. So here you go.


Bitty abuse

Error was sitting in a small cage laying lifeless on the bottom. He had been caught and convinced 5 years ago. Originally he was sentenced to death but no one could end him so he was turned into a bitty. A bitty anyone could do as they pleased with. This had changed error. He had closed himself off and had completely shut off for his surroundings. No one could reach him but they didn't know that yet it wasn't like they cared. He was picked up and taken out of his cage only to have his limbs taped together and formed into a ball. They walked to a ping pong table and tried to play only to deduce that Error was a terrible ball. He didn't bounce like a ping pong ball should no matter how hard they hit him. They even made him rounder by breaking his bones but nothing. In the end, the two Sanss just threw him back in his cage covered in tape. None of them felt bad because of everything he had done. This was the only fitting punishment for what he had done. To be tortured daily until he died or so everyone thought. Sci made a machine that could measure the size of an AU but he accidentally made it so it measured the distance between AUs. This changed everyone because They remembered Error Yelling at them telling them of multiversal space. But who believed him? No one not until that very day. Sci had figured out hurried to get Error who was in the council's headquarters. He took him from his cage and was shocked to find the tape ball. He called an emergency meeting showing everyone what he had found and the proof of the multiversal space. Of course, no one believed him. Absolutely no one did. Not because they couldn't but because they refused. Of course, they would refuse. If there was in fact multiversal space then they would have been torturing an innocent for aeons. Not only that they would have tortured the very person doing his best to keep them alive. Sci knew this was the reason he himself had taken 2 weeks to get over the news to live with it. He told them he would let them digest the news before they would discuss it further. He brought Error with him to his AU and removed the tape only to see that his bones were too broken for him to fix himself. He sighed and knew he had to go to a bitty AU to get Error fixed. He sighed and opened a portal walking into a bitty hospital and had error literally stolen from him the second he entered and was questioned by the hospital's security. Error was taken to an intensive care unit where he was given to a doctor who had a bitty that was a surgeon. Actually, they had their own team of educated bitties. How cute right? Well no. It's sad that it's even needed since bitties can't get cancers or other illnesses that need surgical interventions. Error was taken in and they all did their best to heal him. It took a good 8 hours but he was brought back to sci in a small basket padded with fluffy blankets and pillows.

"He should be dead but isn't. We don't know how," A doctor said, holding the basket. Sci sighed as he looked down.

"Neither do I but it's a good thing he is," Sci said. The doctor looked down.

"No, it isn't some people suffer so much that death is a mercy," The bitty on the doctor's shoulder said. He had seen too much. The doctor sighed as he took down his bitty.

"You are right but at the same time wrong. They will have the chance to know kindness now. Also, I heard from a nurse that you found two teenagers doing this to him. Where?" The doctor asked. Sci sighed.

"I'm not from this AU. It was back in my own," Sci said. The doctor sighed knowing there was nothing he could do then. He gave Sci the basket. The scientist took it and looked down at Error sadly.

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