"H3LL0" {Error sans speaking}
"Hello" {NOT Error speaking}
'Hello' {Thinking}
"Hello" {Yelling}
Hello {Narrative}
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Error sat in his anti-void, grumbling as he struggled on making a proper sans puppet without it looking like it was squished to death.
Feeling impatient, Error suddenly threw his so called 'sans' puppet (*cough* it looked like a white peanut *cough*) and his knitting sticks on the ground.
"th1s..STUp1D..TH1nG!1!!" Error gradually raised his voice as he huffed, clicking his tongue.
Looking at the failed looking sans he tried to knit, he growled. 'It really looks like a white peanut...'
Error then stood up, wiping off imaginary dust off his clothes before lazily reaching a hand out at which his window appeared a second later. Dreamtale was displayed on the window as error squinted his eyes a bit, trying to make out what was Infront of him clearly.
"Dream.. I told you. I'm. FINE!.." Nightmare paused before correcting himself, feeling a bit bad that he yelled at dream unintentionally. "I-I just tripped.. You don't need to worry about it. Its nothing." Nightmare said with clenched teeth
Error then perked up at the voice he heard through the screen. His gaze lingering on young night who was currently under the tree, fighting with his beloved brother with an obvious bruise on his cheek.
"But.. It is something, Night..! You have a bruise! It doesn't look like it was caused by a simple trip, I'm sure of that!" Dream protested, trying to reach a hand on Nightmare's cheek before it was slapped away.
Dream stared at night with wide eyes, retracting his hand back as he massaged the spot where Nightmare slapped, not expecting him to slap away his hand as he held his shocked and concerned gaze on Nightmare.
Nightmare quickly realized his mistake as he stuttered "I-I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to.. Uh.. slap your hand away.." Nightmare mumbled as he felt a bit guilty, though deep inside he was still mad at everything. He was mad at the villagers. He was mad at the adults who just stared at him while the others threw rocks and hurtful words towards him. He was mad at dream.
Dream had never once saved him from the hurtful words, gazes and rocks that were thrown his way. He was always there for dream. Even so. Where was dream when he needed him the most?
Error just sat there, watching everything go downhill as he held his amused expression, shocked that Nightmare is already being attacked by the villagers, and how it's all slowly going downhill.
"oH mAn.. i nE3d p0Pc0Rn fOr tH1S." Error paused before realizing something.
'Oh wait. I cant.. yet.' Error snickered to himself before reaching a hand, opening a glitchy portal before reaching his hand inside, his gaze never leaving the drama that is happening through the screen.
A few seconds later he then retracted his hand back which held a bucket full of popcorn with a sly grin, closing the portal immediately before he forgets.
"tH1s iS g0nNa bE fUn t0 WaTcH." Error then took a handful of popcorn before stuffing it in his mouth, chewing intensely as he giggled and snickered like a high school girl.
[Somewhere else]
"What the 'ell?! Where'd my pop'orn go?!" The said person wore a red turtleneck sweater, over it was a baggy but comfy looking black jacket that had intense white fluff on the hood on top of the sweater, Black colored shorts with yellow streaks going down it on both sides, razor sharp teeth with a singular golden colored tooth and red colored eyebags under his red glowing singular pupil.
YOU ARE READING
This life as Error Sans.
Fanfiction⪼A life where our beloved [Reader/REDACTED] died a very.. 'Fun' death. ⪼upon realizing their death, they'd realize that they reincarnated into error sans, a character they used to know as a kid. ⪼[REDACTED] Gained some friends that were on his side...
