Revival

Filthy Glitches

I was heading back to the door and making sure that the wispy guy will be gone long enough so that I can have some of his happiness.

I hit the door.

Someone knocked back.

There's a person on the other side perhaps?

"Heya, so what's your day been like?"

"It's doing rather fine. It's rather early for you to already be here." The door chuckled.

"Just dropping by ya know." I was keen to not say the wrong thing or she may not think I am the wispy guy and stop talking to me. I don't want that to happen.

We talked for hours until I screwed everything up.

"So Toriel, what was your life like?" I asked unaware of the rising turmoil to come.

"Good heavens. How did you know my name? I never even told you?" The door asked. "Hold on I'll be right out dear."

A wispy goat lady came out from behind the door.

"You aren't the person I was talking to." She says pointing to a very angry translucent being behind me.

"What's wrong kid. You look like you saw a ghost." The being tells me.

What have I done? I ruined everything.

"Stop it you're scaring him." The ghost who is supposedly named Toriel says.

"You're not supposed to exist! You filthy glitches! " Then my code began to spasm and my tears fell. It was pretty horrible.

I watched the mean ghost get defensive as if he would hurt me, he warned Toriel to stay away from me.

"You're eyes- blue magic is coming out of them they look like they hurt. Do you need help?" She tries to ask.

"Yes please, help." I call out yet no one came.

Then I had this feeling like I was going to die.

I pulled my tears straight from my eye sockets and waited. I am in pain. But I am still alive, what do I do now? Oh yes, wait.

The wispy guy went to attack me. Did I look that threatening to him?

For good measure I killed everyone then I destroyed the place, I felt somewhat relieved.

I learned that I could summon portals.

I should know I fell into an infinite loop between two portals. To fall but to never move after a certain point as time moves quicker around you everything around you move slowly.

Staying stuck like that for 10 days was a total waste of my time too. I nearly made a black hole too.

I managed to find my way back into the my home. The white wasteland where people come to dump their hopes and dreams. The place where nightmares are raised. It's called many things but all of which all resemble something grotesque. The only thing more amazing then the names is why I am still here.

I never feel hungry like when I first came to this place as I remember, but when I eat something it feels as if I can't stop.

My tears can be woven into thread and the thread into fabric I made myself more fitting clothes and studied how it would look on me.

Run Error!

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" A deep voice asks. I have never heard that voice before.

I turn around to face a menacing sight.

"Rude, you're not going to introduce yourself to me your new guest?" They say.

His body was wearing away like mine I guess. But he was different. He had different colors on him. Clothes with a strange fabric to put over your head, I have one on my hoodie.

"..." I decided it was best not to say anything.

"I guess I will have to introduce myself then. I am Error 404. I sensed your presence here. Not going to lie I was expecting a real fight, not kicking the bag over something like you."

Shocked I pulled the strings in my sweater to obstruct my view of his face as he mocked me.

"Pathetic, this will be over in a second."

I dodged swiftly as his attacks aimed to kill me.

His black strings destroying anything they touched. But as soon as his strings grabbed ahold of abomination 11, my puppet, I was enraged.

"DON'T DESTROY MY PUPPET!" I screamed kicking him in the face. He fell backwards like a domino and landed on the ground of the anti-void with a thud. Surely, from that blow he should be unconscious.

I pulled my precious anomaly 11 from his evil clutches. He didn't look that bad. Realizes what I am saying, he looks like something a cat would drag in.

Must repair.

My favorite puppet- the nicest one- ooh he's gonna git it.

I have others they are just incomplete. I have dreams about them they are normally scary and sad. But when I get a good glance of their faces I feel I too have to make something.

They are like friends.

With my puppets I feel okay. Maybe it won't be so bad after all. The damage is almost completely repaired.

Regardless of the attention I am giving to 11, 13 growls, sure enough they are only a little puppet they can't hurt me. Yet, I did ground 13 for being rude, yeesh. It's most likely the personality orb I put inside of him that made them so... grumpy.

I looked over my shoulder. The invader was getting kicked in the head by 13's stubby foot. I didn't make them to walk, yet that guy deserves every second of the plush foot punishment.

Oh, he's waking up. About time.

"Well your a problem. You look like a cute child that doesn't know how to defend themselves. I guess I was wrong. You're stronger than you look kid. However I still need to kill you."

"Go away! Leave me alone meanie. You hurt my puppet!" I yell coaxing 13 over to my side.

The stranger looked at me dumbfoundedly.

"You kicked me." He sighs loudly. "You kicked me in the face, for a DOLL!"

"Yeah, you have a problem with that?" I say sarcastically over my shoulder.

He stares me dead in the sockets.

"I do." He growls before taking my hand and dragging me with him. "I hope you can apply that same justice to your new job."