The Start

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It has been a difficult week for Gaster and Error. It's been hard for both of them in their new situation. Error has to deal with nightmares, panic attacks, his new environment, and the family that comes with it. Gaster had to deal with work, his kids, and his new house guest with all his quirks.

The first day, Gaster couldn't found out anything about the kid. He didn't even know out the kid's name. However, Gaster learned that the kid had no knowledge of food and hasn't eaten in a very long time. Gaster was shocked when the kid asked if the food was poisoned, and openly admitted that he was immune to all poisons regardless. He nearly passed out when the kid ate the food and silverware.

The next day, Gaster found more on the kid. He walked into the room with the kid using threads from his eyes to quickly make dolls that resembles his son and the kid. There were many different versions that littered the floor, but the smaller kept eight of them by his side.

Once the kid was finished the one he was working, which resembled his son, Gaster cleared his throat to catch the other's attention. In doing so, however, caused Gaster to be held up by blue strings tightly along with his Soul. Gaster watched as the dolls on the floor fell through what seemed to be a portal that was pure white on the other end.

Gaster didn't do a thing, seeing that the kid was having another episode. Once the other calmed down, he asked how the other slept. Gaster got the unnerving news that the kid was up all night and stated to not need sleep.

Gaster didn't know why that was until later that night. He put sleeping pills in the kid's food so the other could rest, but was later woken up by glitched screams of pure pain and terror. Calming the kid down took hours, and no one in the house except for Papyrus was fully rested after that.

The third day, Error was forced to play with Sans and Papyrus. Gaster glanced at them as he worked. He realized the kid had haphephobia, but was suppressing himself from freaking out or hurting his sons. Gaster watched as the kid even made dolls of him, himself, and Papyrus for all of them to play house. Sans and Papyrus played as themselves, while the kid controlled the doll of himself and Gaster with his blue strings.

The kid's magic was very impressive and well developed for someone so young. Just knowing the kid had more in store made Gaster curious. Seeing the child's hands barely move, yet the dolls move in a very complex way showed how much control the younger had.

Though, the thought of how he was trained brought on darker thoughts. When Gaster found the kid passed out in the snow, he thought the kid was going to dust. All the cracks, chips, breaks, and bone marrow on his skull and clothes showed how injured the kid was. Gaster started to heal him on the spot, stopping the flow of marrow and sealing the wounds, only leaving scars. He checked under the kid's clothes to find his bones broken and mangled. He immediately moved the kid to his lab to heal and bandage up. He washed the kid's clothes, before putting them back on and taking him home.

Gaster was surprised that the kid knew how to change his bandages, adding that to the ever growing list of surprises and mysteries behind the kid. From what he saw of the kid, he was battle worn and read people quite easily. Gaster saw the kid was very calm and patient when it came to Papyrus, but was very cautious around him and Sans. He knew the kid was aware of where all of them were at all times.

On the fifth night, Gaster found out that the kid had to sleep with others in order to prevent nightmares. Gaster had left the kids to play in the kid's room after dinner, knowing that the kid would be okay with them since he heard his sons laughing and cheering.

Around midnight, Gaster was going to get the kids to bed, only to find all of them sound asleep. He tried to take his sons from the kid's arms, but found the kid holding on to his sons as if they were a lifeline and growled. So he left them to sleep, only to wake up bright and early to all three of them in his room to get him to make breakfast.

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