Twilight Dreamed.

A Dream that spawns Eons.

The Dream though, was more like memories.

He dreamed of an earlier life, one of his earliest he thinks.

This was the life he gained the ability to use strings, the Sans there was known as the Puppeteer. He summoned golden strings as bright as one could wish, he made puppets and controlled them to control them for the masses.

His brother was Wire, a Papyrus who's magic was with wires of all types.

They were happy, so happy.

They had made it to the surface, they had no more resets.

The kid, Frisk was happy in her adoptive mother's care.

Of course, Fate could never be happy with a happy ending.

War broke out.

There was no warning.

No reason.

Just hate.

They could only flee, not understanding why as they struck with magic immune weaponry.

They were hunted like rabid animals.

Frisk had gone missing when the hunts began.

Dropping one by one.

Puppeteer was broken by the time Papyrus fell.

Then he was the last, and he was dragged to the leader.

He felt shattered.

The leader was Frisk.. no it wasn't Frisk or Chara...

Whatever was in that body he did not know.

"Its all a game after all," the being laughed, the laugh.. was just so wrong.

He was left in a cell alone.

The last of the monsters.

There would be no resets.

Tears fell and fell, magic etching them into his face.

He then went to kill himself.

Error awoke, and then awakened.

He destroyed that AU with now Blue strings.

With a gasp Twilight woke, shivering slightly as those horrible memories.

He rubbed tears away,

He hadn't thought of Stringtale in forever, glad that Ink hadn't recreated it since then.

Too awake to go back to sleep, he pulled out something no one could expect from his item box.

A sketchbook.

Slowly he started drawing with a charcoal pencil, lines then images.. a scene of happier times in that Au. There stood Puppeteer and Wire, with all there friends.

"Damn you fate," he whispered, Puppeteer hadn't known who they were.. but Error did.

One day he would be free.

OoOoO

Blue yawned as he got ready to work, blinking he realized that Twilight was still asleep.

"Wake up sleepy head," he called, he walked over to wake his friend when he realized that Twilight had tears on his still asleep face.

"A Sketchbook!" he said in surprised, gently he picked it from twilight's loose grip to look.

A Sans looking so happy stared back, surrounded by other's of his AU. Blue didn't recognize this AU at all, but.. probably one of Errors past selves.

Gently he put the sketchbook back.

He'd tell Papyrus to let Twilight sleep today.