Reborn [Error!Sans fanfic] [Fgod]

Chapter 15

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Very early in the morning, too early for even the sun to rise, a small shadow moved in the darkness of the living room. One colorful eye light glowed brightly surrounded by a hue of dark red, while another darker eye seemed to absolve the darkness itself.

The one glowing eye light became brighter, dissipating the darkness and lighting up the room a little.

In the middle on the living room a small Skeleton child sat on the carpeted floor, a pair of round glasses rested in front of his eye lights thus dispersing more light. In his small hand was a sharp needle and he brought it down and stabbed the fabric of the torn clothes he was wearing.

The round glasses were too big for the child, still they managed to stay in place without falling off his face.

Bliss fixed the oversized glasses in place as he once again brought down the sewing needle and pierced it onto the fabric of his torn up pajama. His small hand made eerie but swift movements as it attached the pieces of clothing back together with amazing needle work, such level of mastery could only be achieved with at least a few decades of experience, for that reason it looked all the more bizarre as the work was being done by a seemingly small child.

He effortlessly fixed the ruined pajama. He didn't want to wake up the brothers, so he used his eye light to illuminate just enough for him to see his work.

Bliss had a feeling that Papyrus would not be happy to find out he had ruined such a great and comfortable piece of clothing. Also he quite liked these comfortable clothes.

There was also that dammed rule number 3 that Papyrus insisted so much about. 'Perhaps I should inform them beforehand when I leave to the forest?' He thought. Its not like he tries to hide it from them.

The days were always quite busy with the two brothers around. Bliss also had to keep an eye on them to make sure no danger befalls them. During the nights though, he had a lot of free time since he doesn't need sleep, so he might as well use that time to try regain his magic as soon as possible, preferably before the Multiverse started collapsing -if it didn't start already.

It just so happens that Sans and Papyrus sleep at night. He does not wish to disturb their slumber time, after all sleep was important for normal Monsters from what he understood.

Also he's pretty sure he enters the forest illegally, which was in itself like trying to invite trouble. But not like he had many other options, the forest was the safest place to train without damage or innocent victims, and to help regain his magic a soon as possible. Killing Beasts was the fastest and easiest way to raise his STATS, but practice and getting accustomed to his smaller body was also important, the size alone was enough to disturb his whole fighting style, he needed to adapt it to his current smaller body.

After the mess yesterday, Bliss felt like he had to carefully consider how his actions might affect his family. He wouldn't want them to get in trouble again because he accidentally dusted someone, so he couldn't just casually throw attacks around the city. There were still annoying presences spying on them from time to time.

'Should I start leaving notes for them?' Bliss thought about it for a little. He stopped sewing and looked down as his little hands. 'When was the time I used these hands of mine for writing...?' Perhaps many many centuries ago - he vaguely remembered writing a message to Ink a very very long time ago, the memory was quite foggy as most of the old memories were, if he remembers correctly it was a message to informing he will be absent for a full week. His past self from the vague memories must have been in a hurry since he had written on the white wall of a house with his palm soaked in the blood of a dead Human in an AU he had just destroyed, before disappearing. - Bliss was not quite sure, but he figured it must have been something very important for his past self to not work for a full week despite knowing the abuse his SOUL would suffer as a result.