Sanscest One Shots || OLD and MOVED

~ Classic x Error ~

"I love you, Lil bro~"

Error loved the streets Sans, and Papyrus and he grew up. It was a quiet place, everyone left them alone for the most part, and their dads were so nice.

Error!Gaster and Classic!Gaster raised them all together, but Error!Papyrus mysteriously disappeared from them.

Everyone was mourning him, and then, Classic found out the dark fragment of his destiny. It terrified the poor little boy.

"G-GET AWAY FROM ME!!"

Error was so confused at that moment when Sans started to make him and Papyrus more distant to him.

They were his big brothers, the people he looked up to. Error, even at the age of 5, most likely knew what was happening.

Error catches a snowflake on his tears as he remembers the painful scene that took place centuries ago as though it was yesterday.

"You are NOT MY BROTHER!"

There was so much blood. On his hands, his face, his sweater. He had killed his eldest brother. Papyrus was probably at school, while the gasters worked in the lab downstairs.

Error remembered the joy of seeing the one who made him a lonely, antisocial, loser outcast feel his pain.

He remembered how he felt a high plunging the knife deeper and deeper into his brother's screaming and shaking body. Pathetic.

He remembered laughing loud and insanely as he wrapped his dark, bloodied hands around Classic's neck. The pleasure of hearing those weak, soft chokes.

"P-please... St-top..."

After that, he couldn't help himself. He wanted, no, he NEEDED more of that sweet high. As soon as Papyrus came home, He didn't even have enough time to find his dead brother before Error struck.

He giggled lowly as he heard Papyrus's screams. But, Papyrus gave him maybe a tenth of the pleasure he had felt earlier.

He thought, maybe, he just needed someone... STRONGER.

"AHHHHH!"

Error finally got to Sans's grave. He sat by it and placed a few of Sans's favourite flowers there. He wiped the tears away.

"It's... been a while, huh big bro?" Error chuckled slightly, tearing up again.

"I'm sorry I was such a horrible person." Error smiled. He could almost hear Sans's insults, he could almost feel Sans trying to kill him.

"But that's why I decided to come here to do." Error smiled, pulling out a knife from Toriel's kitchen counter.

"I'm so sorry Sans... I just wanted you to like me again..."

Error laughed crazily as he plunged the knife inside his chest, slowly but painfully making him take damage.

He soon decided he couldn't wait and just go with a slight pain. He needed to feel more pain than the pain he inflicted on his family that day.

He carefully took the knife out, and plunged it right inside his chest again, moving the knife in and out while laughing crazily.

He had lost his mind, even more than he had before. He completely snapped.

Error took the kife out and repeatedly stabbed his skull, still keeping his laughter up until he was too injured to move or speak.

"Sorry... I wished *cough cough* I could've been.. better...." Error weakly confessed, before he completely lost consciousness.

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"Error? Error?!!" Classic called. Error had been lost for around a day now, and he's been non-stop looking for him.

"Error, Err-!!?" Classic stopped dead in his tracks.

His 5-year-old brother, next to an older-looking version of him, both dead. There was blood everywhere.

It looeked almost like they commit suicide together.

Classic couldn't do anything.

He just froze in place, and screamed.

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Not sure about this one, I just found it in my drafts so uhhh, here?