"They are gone," Error said, Goth sighed and sipped his tea feelings a bit sad.

He knew he couldn't have kept Whisper, they were a Fresh after all.

Yet it still hurt.

"We knew they wouldn't rest for long, they don't trust anyone but each other," Goth responded, he placed his tea cup down gently.

"They have an important task of some type, even if they wanted to stay they'd have to go back sooner or later," Error responded nibbling on chocolate, as the cookies were still denying him.

"I wish they'd trust me," Goth said with a sigh, then stood up and brush of his clothing.

"Give it time, trust is hard," Error mused.

"Your not helping much with your suggestions, Whisper takes it too serious," Goth said glaring, the Destroyer coughed and looked away.

"His baking was hilarious though," Error smirked.

"You just wanted to see what he'd do with tacos, then see Blue react," Goth said with a small smile.

"Anti-cooking Karma," Error said, he tried to grab a cookie and it vanished as it screamed.

"I worry, so many things are changing. Whisper is lost and doesn't realize it, Emerald seems to have END trailing after him.. and I still don't know who END is. Worse, I can feel others brought forth by Chaos still lost and confused," Goth replied unhappily.

"Hey, we'll figure it out," Error said, hugging his adopted son. The eternal child sobbed into his chest, sometimes everything was so hard.

"Papa.. what if this is leading to something like a Retcon again. I can't live through that again," the Retconned Goth cried.

"We'll figure something out," Error whispered gently.