Fiadd NaJ (Error kid version)

Chapter 2

"Oh, so you're not Mr.Error?" Mr.Nightmare questioned. Mistake only chuckled, he found this amusing. He never saw Nightmare in this kinda form before.

"wEll, it'S MistAke." Nightmare frowned at the response he got. Killer's eyes widened with surprise.

"Don't call yourself a mistake..." Nightmare said sternly.

"nO my aCtaul nAme iS 'MistAKe'. You can cAll mE mIst iF yoU wAnt." He offered, of course, he knew that Nightmare would take the offer.

Teachers like Nightmare doesn't usually call students by a nickname, but this would be the only exception. Nightmare didn't want the teachers that didn't have Mistake to think they were actually calling him a "mistake". It would turn into a whole misunderstanding.

So Nightmare paused for a second. Killer was half expecting that Mr.Nightmare wouldn't except. Nightmare just nodded and pointed to the seat next to Killer. Mistake, understanding what he was trying to say, sat down next to Killer.

Killer looked at the slightly smaller next to him. Now that he was closer to him, he could see all the scars on him. It made him wonder what was on the bandaged side of his face. This monster next to him was obviously broken and scared. It made Killer worry for him, he wanted to help heal him.

How can someone so... so small to have all these scars on their face? By the looks of it, it doesn't look like it stops at the face. It made Killer shiver just imagining what the poor monster has gone through.

Suddenly, students started to flood in as Mr.Nightmare started to assign them seats. All while Mistake watched in curiosity. All that Mistake knew about school was that it was someplace where you learn stuff and apparently "suffer".

Mistake has seen suffering, and this was far from it, but maybe he was just talking about torturing. Mistake shrugged at the thought, not really giving a shi-

He saw a particular fresh-looking person walk in. The Fresh wasn't wearing his usual shades that would frequently change to what he was thinking. He was wearing normal glasses- huh.

Mistake also saw the Dust that he saw earlier, but wearing glasses. Oh geez, glasses makes everything better, doesn't it?? Ugh, Mistake pauses as his eyes landed on a skeleton he never has seen before. He was wearing a jacket that had the letters "PJ" on it. 'Maybe that was his name." Mistake thought.

Next, he saw was a Undyne and a Alphys. He will never willingly admit that he'd always loved when they were a couple. Mistake forgot what the word was called when you liked to see two people become a relationship. Something about sails and boats??

He was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts by a bell that rang. Mistake would have likely jumped up and killed everyone in the room if it wasn't for that a Killer!Sans was sitting right next to him. His Killer was naturally nicer than the others. He was usually childish and playful... to him at least. In fact, from he had walked in he was instantly calmer then he would have been if he was with this multiverse's Ink.

Mistake frowned at the thought that he was probably dead and died a horrible death. He sighed and looked at the front of the classroom.

"Alright class, listen up this is a history class and I won't expect any funny business. You are here to learn, not fool around." Mistake noticed that the students were either scared or pissed. Of course, Mistake wasn't either. You see when a monster is pointing sharp tentacles at you and hissing like a predator. That is scarier than a strict teacher.

Nightmare started to explain what is expected from his students. When he caught the eye of Mistake, he shivered. Nightmare could see the scars more clearly now that he wasn't across the room. Just what has this kid gone through? He stuttered as he continued. It just made his suspicion grew as he remembered that his actual name is "Mistake".