No More Freshness

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Heo, wake up. You've gotta get off da bus, bruh." Error heard as he peeked open one glitchy eye. The bus driver was looking at him sadly. Error grimaced at how much this guy looked and talked like Fresh. He was wearing a backwards neon cap, neon jacket with bright orange pants, and completely random styled shoes that obviously had wheelies. Error began to tear up.

"Woah, broski. I'm so totally sorry fer makin ya cry." The guy stated, but Error never heard him, as he had jumped off the bus and jogged to the hospital that Fresh was staying at. He walked in, the receptionist looking up at him and waving, a pity smile on her face.

He walked down the hall, to the door with the faded numbers 420. 'Heh. Fresh already doesn't like his birthday, 4-20, and now this? He'd rage if he knew.' Error thought, a small sad chuckle escaping his mouth. He opened the door, seeing his mom talking to Com, who was with Ink on the other side of the room. Sugar exited the bathroom, his face slightly green, and he looked nauseated. Error took notice of this, as it could mean that Sugar was getting sick. Again. He hated how all of his brothers and their friends were always sick and in the hospital, yet him and his friends were fine, other than Nightmare, who was born with an illness. (( I'm planning on making a story about that sometime soon.))

He looked to his mom, who was now looking at Fresh with a tear in her eye. He walked over and, without thinking, hugged her, glitching slightly. She hugged back, and began to sob. "I-I don't want to l-lose him too.. You t-two are a-all I have l-left.." She said, looking at him and wiping tears that he hadn't realized he shed off of his face.

"S-sorry momma." He said, looking over to Fresh. Even though he was comatose, he looked as if he hadn't slept in days. His glasses and hat were off, which was odd all in itself, and he had dark rings under his eyesockets. But, the issue was, those rings were there before he was even admitted into the hospital. Moreover, there were dents and cracks on the top of his skull, and Error hated to admit that most of those were from him. Fresh's arms were wrapped up, and an IV clung to his hand, magic flowing to him. His face was flushed in a fever-induced purple hue, and tear streaks ran down his face, as he somehow managed to cry while in a coma. His normal neon colors were all gone, replaced by a dull grey hospital gown. He honestly didn't look like Fresh at all. And that scared Error.

"Hewo Ewwow! Iz you!" Fresh called, showing off the fact that he dawned Error's jacket. Geno laughed, and Error chuckled from the couch as he got up and walked over, crouching in front of baby Fresh. For a 1 year old, he could speak surprisingly well, and understood many things that left scientists drinking their seventh cup of coffee trying to figure out. Error booped Fresh's nose, causing it to glitch slightly and making him sneeze.

While Fresh could control it better than Error, he had glitches too. The fact that his healing magic hurt others, for example. No one but him knew that for a one year old, he was extraordinarily good at hiding the pain he faced every day.

Fresh hugged Error, who was 3 at the time and not as haphephobic, as the glitches didn't take over very often until the day Geno first got sick. It would hurt Error, as he would know that he was the reason Geno first got sick.

Geno came over, clutching his scarf and smiling at his brothers. Even though Fresh didn't have emotions, he gave off a super happy vibe when he was in the room. The atmosphere always became calm and happy when he walked in, but that was then.
They all hugged, and went to the couch, falling asleep like that after Fresh said his 'prayer', which consisted of him talking to Albert Einstein and many other scientists, before naming all of the Elements on the Periodic Table of Elements, along with their symbols. Error was happy, and swore that day that he would protect his little brother with all of his soul.

"I broke that promise, little brother, and for that, I'm sorry." Error said, crying slightly. His expression quickly changed to surprise, however, when Fresh opened his eyes.

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>>So! There's the Chapter! <<

°°yes, it's Error's POV, sorta. I wanted to elaborate on their relationship a little.°°

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