"lEt's play a gamE. it's callEd 'lEavE thE bluEbERRy in thE anti-vOid until hE bEgs mE tO cOmE back'!"
Error didn't bother to look back at Underswap Sans when he left, closing the portal he'd opened.
In his blind fit of rage, he'd gone to Outertale, a place that was always calming to him.
He sighed to himself, a sound that was similar to static.
"th-that... stupid BLUeBerrY!" He screeched and grabbed his head, trying to drown out the voices that told him to go back, the voices that were yelling, the voices that were wondering what was going on, or what would happen next.
Error screamed again, a sound that echoed through the desolate empty sky that surrounded him. He fell to his knees, pain filling his head and anger filling his soul.
And he cried, falling to the ground.
Unconscious.
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When the voices first spoke to him, Sans thought he might've spent too much time alone in the anti-void. They kept calling him 'Blueberry' too, just like Error had.
It was like some metaphorical dam had burst, and he was flooded with their voices, their questions, their concerns, their excitement, fear, hope, and anger.
It was almost too much.
Sans could see why Error had gone 'over the edge' per say.
After a while, he started to ignore them, and they eventually left, leaving nothing but ringing silence behind.
He'd managed to save his human's soul, but what was the point?
He'd never get out of here, and there was no way he would kill someone to do it.
Call him childish, but Sans felt that he was, by not killing the human, fighting back at Error in his own way.
It was a silly thought, but Sans held on to it firmly.
Even if it would set things back to normal, even if he could find a way out of here, he would never kill the human.
Even if it meant...
Never seeing Papy again...
So be it.
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Fading Ink
FanfictionThe Multiverse is fragile. Even the slightest shift in the fabric of time, even the slightest wrinkle, could cause everything to disappear. If one universe collapses, so do many more. But as long as most of them are healthy, the Protector is alive. ...