So, UTFAN360 only said Dream x FGOD Error and for it to be floof. So I dunno what I'm gonna do.

The build-up takes a while, but man once it kicks off it's adorable.

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Alone in a space of terrifying white sits a skeleton that stands out like a sore thumb. His bones black in coloration except for the fingerbones which are red and yellow, his clothing following a similar color as his bones, except dabbling with blue, instead. Error signs cover his form as he holds a severely cracked soul in his hands, looking down at it with something between sorrow and disgust.

Positive emotions have been so fleeting for Error in the last forever. He doesn't really miss the dreams, because a certain higher Deity is to blame for his lack of hunger or sleep pains. But there is only so much damage control Nightmare can do to make Error's job bearable.

Error scoffs softly in frustration, looking around his blank home. There's a handful of items belonging to him, a blue bean bag chair, and a box full of knitting supplies, thanks to a certain blue-toned skeleton. Don't get him wrong, he cares dearly for Blue, but he sees the smaller as a brother or a friend rather than a lover. He sees all the gang as friends or children or brothers. The only one he'd even remotely think of dating is Nightmare.

Contrary to popular belief, Error actually dated Ink early in the multiverse's timeline, since at that time the job hadn't actually been a big deal. He even told Ink about the balance and stuff. But of course, soulless Ink just had to get curious. He wondered what would happen at the edge of the multiverse. What would happen if he did create randomly until the space filled? Error was pushed into action, and the resulting abuse he suffered at Ink's hands...well he won't grace it with a description.

Back to the present, Error is calmly sitting in the Anti-Void, his white prison, holding his cracked and scarred soul in his hands. His face only vaguely showed his utter disgust and sorrow for his soul. He was beginning to stop caring. It wasn't soullessness like the precious creator...it was something different. Maybe another one of Fate's stupid games.

He was getting empty of the ability to care beyond his job. What a crying shame. He'd be upset about his new state if his new state wasn't hampering his ability to care. Error wants to curse Ink and Fate, but again, his new state, a gift from Fate probably, was hampering his ability to feel the anger he knew he wanted to feel.

A giant crack split the middle of Error's soul, but unlike other monsters who'd probably freak out with fear and panic, he just uses some of his string to keep his soul together. Fate wouldn't let him die. She doesn't intend on ending the game so soon. No. Ink hasn't had his fun.

The crack begins to pulse with pain, and Error growls, getting to his feet.

"Y34h, y34h, I'm g3tting up. I'11 d341 with th3 4U, F4t3." (Yeah, yeah, I'm getting up. I'll deal with the AU, Fate.) Error slowly dusts himself off, sighing softly in disappointment or frustration. He doesn't know the difference between his emotions anymore. He desummons his soul and opens a one-way-window first. He finds an empty AU that if he hadn't seen Ink in there, he would have thought was just the Anti-Void version Two. Error releases another sigh. And here he thought Ink hated blank spaces. Maybe Ink is just a pathological liar. Error shakes his head. Ink's sweating and constantly fidgeting. The blank world is getting to Ink. Somehow, that brings a faint form of sadistic pleasure. Rot in hell, Inky. Error sighs, releasing the small amount of anger that began to form. Feeling anger towards Inky won't solve anything. Error allows the portal to open, stepping into the blank AU, catching Ink's attention.

"E-error! Y-you're late!" Error shrugs.

"13t'5 ju5t g3t t0 th3 p0int, right? 13t'5 n0t run thi5 f4rc3 4ny 10ng3r." (Let's just get to the point, right? Let's not run this farce any longer.) Error can feel several dozen Sanses shift in discomfort at Error's words. Ink sighs, pulling out his paintbrush.

"I can't get you to stop destroying, can I?" Dream steps up, standing beside Ink now, while the third of the Star Sanses backs away from Ink and Dream. Error shrugs.

"Y0u kn0w th3 truth, Inky. 3v3n if y0u h4v3 c0nvinc3d 411 th353 54n535, y0u c4n't c0nvinc3 y0ur531f." (You know the truth, Ink. Even if you have convinced all these Sanses, you can't convince yourself.) Dream frowns at Ink slightly, before stepping forward.

"Your evil ways will end today Error! We all know you're a soulless destroyer." Error quietly shrugs.

"B3f0r3 y0u guy5 b45h my h34d in 4nd c411 y0ur531v35 m0r411y right 4nd 5up3ri0r, hum0r m3 4nd 13t m3 t41k?" (Before you guys bash my head in and call yourselves morally right and superior, humor me and let me talk?) Ink's eyes narrow in suspicion, Dream simply tilts his head in confusion before nodding. Blue steps forward, interested.

"Inky pr0b4b1y didn't t311 y0u, but h3 4nd I u53d t0 d4t3." (Inky probably didn't tell you, but he and I used to date.) Error falls silent as dozens of Sanses shout at him, claiming stuff that's blatant lie, but Dream cuts them off.

"He's telling the truth. I can tell." Error raises a brow at Dream, but shrugs, continuing.

"I t01d him 411 4b0ut th3 b414nc3. H3 w45 curi0u5 th0ugh 4nd w4nt3d t0 533 wh4t w0u1d h4pp3n if h3 cr34t3d t0 th3 3dg3 0f th3 mu1tiv3r53. I h4d t0 5t3p in, d35tr0y 4 f3w t0 54v3 th3 m4ny." (I told him all about the balance. He was curious though and wanted to see what would happen if he created to the edge of the multiverse. I had to step in, destroy a few to save the many.) Error falls silent again as the mob yells and shouts. Dream sighs.

"Please stop interrupting him. I'll say when he lies, so if I'm not calling him out, he's telling the truth." Dream nods to Error, who takes a shaky breath, scared. This is for Ink and Fate to choke on. But Error would be a damn liar if he said he wasn't afraid. Only a fool or a lunatic wouldn't be afraid.

"Inky didn't 1ik3 it, 3v3n th0ugh I h4d n3v3r d3c3iv3d him. Wh3n h3 g0t h0m3...w311...I w0n't gr4c3 wh4t h3 did t0 m3 with 4 d35cripti0n. I'11 0n1y 54y th4t wh4t h3 did t0 m3 put5 th3 1u5t M0n5t3r5 w0r1d t0 5h4m3. 4ft3r th4t, F4t3 k3pt m3 in th3 4nti-v0id, wh3r3 I 51ow1y 105t my mind." (Inky didn't like it, even though I had never deceived him. When he got home...well...I won't grace what he did to me with a description. I'll only say that what he did to me puts the Lust Monsters world to shame. After that, Fate kept me in the anti-void, where I slowly lost my mind.) Error takes a deep breath.

"Y0u 411 4r3 4w4r3 0f th3 f4t3 th4t 4w4it5 th053 in th3 v0id, right? T0rn 4p4rt 4nd 5m45h3d t0g3th3r r3p34t3d1y f0r 3t3rnity. W311. Im4gin3 th4t, but y0ur b0dy i5 fin3. Y0ur mind i5 wh4t'5 4t 5t4k3. Th4t'5 th3 4nti-v0id'5 1itt13 trick. Th4t'5 why B1u3 13ft 4 1itt13 m3553d up. H3 w0u1d h4v3 b33n 4 10000T w0r53 h4d I n0t r313453d him b4ck wh3n I did." (You all are aware of the fate that awaits those in the void, right? Torn apart and smashed together repeatedly for eternity. Well. Imagien that, but your body is fine. Your mind is what's at stake. That's the anti-void's little trick. That's why Blue left a little messed up. He would have been a LOOOOT worse had I not released him back when I did.) Dream furrows his brow.

"You're being truthful, but that means you're an innocent skeleton, who had a home, a family, a Papyrus." Error shrugs, looking at Dream with his dull eyelights.

"D0n't r3m3mb3r wh3r3 I c4m3 fr0m, 0r wh0 my f4mi1y w45. I'm 5ur3 I H4D 4 f4mi1y, but wh0 th3y 4r3 0r 3v3n th3ir 5t4tu5 45 41iv3 0r d34d b3ing5 i5 c0mp13t31y unkn0wn t0 m3. It i5 wh4t it i5. If my f4mi1y w45 5ti11 41iv3, I d0n't think th3y'd w4nt 4 murd3r3r 1ik3 m3." (Don't remember where I came from, or who my vamily was. I'm sure I HAD a family, but who they are or even their status as alive or dead beings is completely unknown to me. It is what it is. If my family was still alive, I don't think they'd want a murderer like me.) Error doesn't recall seeing what happened, as he's always had terrible vision that he can accommodate for. All he saw was a blur of blue, before his soul was forcefully pulled out and checked. Once he calmed down, the Error signs faded from his eyes and he saw Blue gently holding Error's disgusting and ugly soul.

"WHY CAN'T YOU ALL JUST...JUDGE HIM FAIRLY? WHY ARE YOU ALL SO...BLINDED BY INK?" Blue is practically sobbing as he holds the soul, the checkbox plenty visible for everyone to see. Error looks down at the ground in shame and patience, having memorized the stats that appear.

*E̵͇̪͕͊͒̚r̸͖̞͇̓͒͒r̴̢̺̻̈́͒͠ò̴̦͚͖͆͝r̴̡͕̒͆̚ Sans (Error)

*A̵̘̼͕̓͝͠T̵͙͇͔͌̾͋Ḱ̴̢̞͕͛̀ ?̸̟̘͖̓́͝?̸̺̻͒̀͜͝/̸͚̻̠͊̚͝?̸̫̫͍̽̐͝?̸̢̟̫̈́̀͐ D̵͇̟͇͊͆̈́È̵̢͙͋͜͝F̵̼̫̺̓̀̈́ ?̴͔̟̻͑͒?̵̞͖͉͐͑̚/̴̘͇͐̓?̵͙̙͖͒̕̕?̵̦͙͓͆͘ H̴̦̺͋͠͠P̴̞̞̻̀̔̚ 0̸̡̼̓͆͒.̵̢̟̈́͊͜0̸͓͙̻̓̾͠0̵̝͍̼̿̐͘0̴̡͚͆̾0̵̠̝͚͒̔͘0̴̠̫̫͊͝0̵̻͉̓͛̕0̴̞͙̙͒͛̐0̸͔̞͉͌́0̸͉́̈́͌͜0̴̡͇̒̔̕͜0̵͖͋̿͑͜0̸̠̙͔̐͛1̸̼͍͔̕͝/̴͚̼̈́͐͜͝1̴͇̘̼͐̀̕ (ATK ??/?? DEF ??/?? HP 0.0000000000001/1)

*F̵̝̪̼̔̐̓O̸͖͇̟͌͋R̴̺̫͔͑͒͒C̴̘̞̦͌̾͆E̸̝̞̿̓̈́D̵̪͉͕̒͑ G̴͍̻͉̈́͊o̵̫͎͍̚̚͝d̸̫͕̪̀͌ o̴͖̝͓̔͒̀f̸̙̝͎͛͋͑ D̵̫̞͔̔̐͝ë̸͖̻́͋͑͜s̵͎͚̪̒͌͊t̵̘͚͉́̀r̸͔̠̘͊̓͛u̵͍͎͕̓̾̒ć̴͎̺̻̈́̚ț̴͓̺̓̒͆i̴̢͙̻̿̐̽o̸̫̼̙͊͋͘ń̴̼͖̙̈́̾ (FORCED God of Destruction)

*F̸͇͔̪͑͋͝à̵̢͉̫̒t̴͙̞͉͑͋͘è̴͎͙̽͐͜-̴̢̠̫̓͐̕B̴̪̝̙͐̽́o̸̢̝͚͐͝ù̵͙̫͚̾͝n̸̦͇̈́̚͠d̸̢͎͚͋̒ (Fate-Bound)

*N̸̙̟̟͋̕e̸̢͓̫̾̚a̵̻͕̘͑͒̔r̵͚̦͚̀͌̓i̴̢̞̼͒̔n̸̡̟̒͑͋g̵̪̞͖̀͊͒ D̴̡̺̫͐͌͝e̵͚͇̫̐͆̽a̸͇͕̐̿t̴͉̞̙͆͘͝h̸͙͖̿̀́͜ (Nearing Death)

*E̴̘̪̝͒̈́m̴̟̝̠̒̕͝o̵̼͇͙̔̽͠t̴̼͍̐̾͑i̸̝͎̞͋͑́o̵͎̺͉͛̐̓n̴͍̪̔͋̾ś̵͉̻̠̽͝ a̵͇͎̺̓̓͝r̸͚͉̺̽̐͘é̴̦͉̞͠ f̸̫͖͌̐͘a̴̠͔͇̾̐̿d̵̢͔̟͒̐̾i̵͚̘͕͑̓͝n̵͕͉͇̐͑͒g̴̠̻͎̐̾͝ i̴͉̫̼̽̐͘n̵̫̙͔̓̈́͝ a̸͖̞̓̈́͝n̴̢͕͓̓͛̚ u̵͎͕̫̔̐͝n̵͕͉̓̈́͝n̸̡̝͌̕͠a̵̝͓̫̽̿̀ț̸͔͖͑̿u̴̺͎̠͋͊r̴̠̦̘͛̕͠a̵̫̘͖͑͑͘l̵̝͕̓͑ w̴̺͖̟͋͐a̴͍͖͖̾̕͠y̸͎̟͓͒͑͒ (Emotions are fading in an unnatural way)

*H̸͔̻̐̈́̀ì̴̦͚͚̕͠s̴͖̻͇͋̚ b̸͍̠̙́͒͝o̸̠̞̒̚d̵̡̼̪͆́͑y̵̢̦͆͑̿ i̴̟̻̓̚͝s̴̡̪̈́̚̚ c̵̠͓̦͊͝͝o̴̘̫̻͐͑̚v̸͚͎͓̐̒e̵̫͇̺̽̈́̓r̴̫͔͑̾͝e̴̙͕̐͋͆d̴̫̟͔̐̐ ḯ̵̢̡͇͋̚n̵̝̞͖̈́̐ c̴̦͚͕̾͌̒o̴͇͎̓͊u̸͖̟͕̓͌͐n̸̟̒̿̔͜ẗ̴͎̟͉́́͝l̸͖̟̽͒͠é̵̠͍̓͜͝s̵͚̪̘̓͛͘s̴̪̺͚̒͛͊ ẁ̴̢̡͓̿͘o̵̟͓̝̚͝͝u̸͓̪̒̿̒ǹ̴̫͎͓̈́̀d̴͖̦̘͊͐̚s̴̢͍͖̈́͐͑ a̸̺̫͊͐́n̴̪̪̐̒̒͜d̴̢̺̝̒̚ s̴͍̞͕̾̈́̈́ć̴̙͙̫̓̾a̸̘̫͉͒́̈́r̸̪͓͓͆̈́͝s̴̺̙̘͆͐̕ f̸͖̝̔̕͘r̴̡͓̐́̕o̵͚͙̼͘͠͝m̴̢̦͖̾́̚ t̴̢̞̙͒͋̾h̴̡̙͍̓̈́̕e̴̢͉̦̽̔ m̵̡͇͙̐͘̕à̸̝͇͖̿̈́n̴̪̒̓͜͝y̵̝̼̽͛̈́͜ f̴̢͓͙̒͐í̸͕̟̈́͜g̸̙͕͎͋͝h̸̘̺͌̿̓ț̴̦̘̔͌s̵͇͓̟̿͋ w̴̡͙͋̒̕í̴̟͒͜͠t̴͖͍͓̓͆͠h̴̟͎͇̽͐͝ t̴̙̫̻̀͝h̴̪͓͎͒̔͘e̵͇̦̺͛́͝ L̵̺̙͎͋͝͝i̴̪̠͉̔̾͐a̸͍̠̪͒̿r̸͓̘̀́͠ I̵̻͍͎͛̈́͝n̵͚̘̺͒͌͝k̵͕̘͙̈́͐͑.̸͎͇̼͛̽̈́ (His body is covered in countless wounds and scars from the many fights with the Liar Ink.)

Error blinks in confusion.

"N34ring D34th? 0h, d0n't g3t my H0P35 up f0r n0thin, p41." (Nearing Death? Oh, don't get my HOPES up for nothin, pal.) Suddenly the empty AU is a whirlwind of activity, Dream running over with Sci, the two applying tons of healing magic to Error's soul and body instantly. This has an equal and opposite reaction instantly with Error retching up a ton of his magic, as he slowly slumps flat on the ground, shaking softly and releasing small whimpers. Blue, Sci, and Dream have some sort of argument, Blue seeming to win as he sits down beside Error and picks the Destroyer's head up and placing it on his lap.

"You feeling better?"

"N0t r3411y, B1u3...f331 1ik3 I ju5t g0t kick3d by 4 h0r53. Ugh..." (Not really, Blue...feel like I just got kicked by a horse. Ugh...) Blue frowns, sighing softly.

"They didn't know your...aversion to healing magic."

"P13453 m4k3 5ur3 th3y kn0w n0w?" (Please make sure they know now?) Blue nods.

"I told them. They've got the food AUs coming over with healing items aplenty. I know you don't feel the need to eat, but please?" Error slowly nods.

"4nything i5 pr3f3rr3d t0 b4rfing m4gic." (Anything is preferred to barfing magic.) Blue sighs.

"I know. OH? YOU HAVE FOOD FOR ERROR? WONDERFUL, PLACE IT HERE AND I'LL FEED HIM WHAT HE'LL EAT. DON'T BE DISAPPOINTED IF HE DOESN'T EAT A LOT. Please? I think I saw a few chocolate bars from Underfell." Error groans, sitting up and digging through the pile, nodding happily when he finds the quest item.

"Inky m4d3 4 10t 0f c1utt3r, but Und3rF311 h45 th3 B35T ch0c014t3 b4r5 0f th3 mu1tiv3r53, h4nd5 d0wn!" (Inky made a lot of clutter, but UnderFell has the BEST chocolate bars of the multiverse, hands down!) Blue smiles as Error digs in, before he suddenly stands up, walking over to Outer and whispering softly. Outer eventually nods and Blue bounces over to Error, who just calmly looks at Blue, watching cautiously, but remaining not a threat.

"Outer agreed to let us into his AU, so." Error could practically feel the star eyelights force themselves out even as his body keeps its cool.

"50und5 1ik3 fun." (Sounds like fun.)

"Error. I see the stars. You wanna go really badly. It's okay to be excitable about stuff you like." Error just slowly gets to his feet, his bones creaking and groaning, dust falling off the massive destroyer who dwarfs Blue by comparison.

"Hey, if it makes you feel better, I'll call Nighty and he can come watch with you." Error nods, and Blue walks off to the side, Dream and Error watching the smaller for different reasons.

"Hey...how will he call my brother?"

"W4tch." (Watch.) Dream focuses, noticing the emotional vacuum as Blue taps into all his rage, weakening Dream. Nightmare appears, in all his splendid goop.

"The fucking King has arrived." Nightmare looks around at the group, resting on Error and Dream for a moment before focusing on Blue.

"Error, Outertale, hesitation and fear?" Blue nods, and Nightmare sighs.

"Of course." Nightmare walks over to Error, dwarfing Dream but not quite being as tall as Error.

"Do I need to pick you up embarrassingly, or will we walk through the portal without fear?" Error grins, leaning down slightly to boop Nightmare's nose.

"0h y35, c4u53 I f34r th3 5h0rt 'King' 500000 much!" (Oh yes, cause I fear the short 'King' sooooo much!) Error gets sassy, forgetting all the enemies surrounding the two tall skeletons. Nightmare sighs, looking between Error and Blue, before he leg sweeps Error and quickly rights himself, catching Error bridal style. Error blushes brightly, hugging Nightmare.

"I may be short. But that doesn't seem to stop me from carrying your lanky ass to the stars." Nightmare walks through Outer's portal, followed by Dream and Blue. Outer hops through, closing the portal and following the four. Nightmare looks around before dropping Error roughly and grabbing something from a hole in a tree before twirling it around his tentacle. The object in question is a small golden band with a crescent moon etched into the design. Error huffs, standing up and cleaning himself.

"I dunno what I'll do with this stupid crown. I don't have the heart to destroy it, but the sight of it makes my blood boil. What do you think I should do, Error?" Error shrugs.

"D0n't k33p thing5 y0u h4t3." (Don't keep things you hate.) Error says this as he begins walking to the edge in one area, sitting down and looking up. The group follows, Nightmare sitting beside Error.

"It's not that I hate it. It's that that time of my life was horrible. I hated the villagers for what they did, but I could never bring myself to hate the crown or anything else. Just the villagers." Error plays with his strings, Dream sitting beside Error too.

"..." Dream just listens to Error and Nightmare comfortably discuss random things, not even the stars. But Dream can tell, Error's happy. Dream looks down at his hands. He stopped an innocent monster from being happy and having good dreams...and why? Because Ink told him to? Dream thought he was better than this. Guess he's still just a naive idiot.

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Thank you Chara_Dreamurr52837 for reminding me to do this.
There are small mentions of self harm, and I'll place a bigger warning ahead of the more graphic stuff.

Ink, after much peer pressure, gave the empty AU to Error, shrinking the size and building a house. Error and the Bad Sanses, none of whom are really seen as bad anymore, strangely enough, have made this place their home. Blue quietly discussed his living situation with his brother and they agreed it was probably best they start over, so Blue's living with Error and co.

Dream is living in the same AU in order to give daily medical treatment to the scars all the members have. He remembers each arrow that caused a scar. He hides his new hobby from everyone, knowing that if he came out and showed what he was doing, it'd only make them think he's detracting from their problems.

Dream locks himself in his bathroom after one time his brother came over and degooped in order to get his physical wounds taken care of. After that, Dream needs release. He needs to feel pain so he understands them better. He crawls over to his cabinet, popping open a secret compartment and holding a razor, smiling. This will make up for his sins, eventually.

The next paragraph features more graphic depictions of self-harming, if you are easily distressed or upset by such topics, feel free to skip the paragraph which ends at the squiggly lines, okay?

Error looks at Night, smiling as he enters Dream's home. Night had said that Dream was feeling strange spikes of negativity, spikes that weren't normal for the positive twin. Error slowly headed up to the bathroom, where Dream's soul was. He quietly opened the door to find a terrible sight. The bathroom is covered in blood and Dream is passed out in the tub with dozens and even hundreds of small cuts and large cuts covering his arms and crisscrossing all over. Some of the cuts are older, but some of them are fresh and still bleeding. Error quickly finds the first aid kit, silently thanking that Night and Dream are the same in many ways. He focuses on bandaging up the newer cuts, in the meantime using his strings to drag Blue in here for healing magic. It takes a few minutes, but Blue is drug in while Error is bleaching the bathroom. Error silently points to the passed out Dream, Blue nodding in response and getting to work.

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Dream blinks awake, definitely laying on a bed. The soft confuses him. He coulda sworn he passed out in the cold and hard tub. So somebody saw him and moved him. Things get even stranger when he raises his arms and notices them bandaged completely and he's dressed in silky short pajamas. Dream finally sits up, yelping quietly when he sees Error passed out on a chair. Blue walks in, holding a tray of tacos, a glass of water, and a few pain pills.

"He wanted to be here for you." Blue whispers while tossing his head slightly toward Error. Dream nods, downing the pain pills and the water, noticing Blue's soft smile, which only barely hides worry.

"You know I...and even the 'Bad' Sanses...care about you, Dream."

"I'm just a positive aura and a healer." Blue sighs.

"One, Error can't feel your aura. He's immune to it and Night's aura. Two. Error doesn't get healed by you."

"Your point?"

"He wouldn't sit here watching someone sleep if he didn't care about them." Blue leaves the room with his final sentence, Dream sighing softly and laying down again. He feels the bed shift, and two glitchy arms wrap around him and pull him into a spooning position. Dream looks at Error, blinking in surprise as Error rests his face in Dream's neck.

"Shhh...L3t m3 h4v3 this m0m3nt 0f p34c3 b3f0r3 th3 lun4tics m3ss it up, 4g4in." (Shhh...Let me have this moment of peace before the lunatics mess it up, again.) Error nuzzles Dream's neck, causing an immediate yellow blush to overtake the smaller's face. Error looks at the blush, Dream can feel him grinning.

"4nd...f0r my s4k3 4nd Nightm4r3's s4k3, d0n't cut 4g4in. If I c4tch y0u cutting 4g4in, I will h4v3 n0 ch0ic3 but t0 3nf0rc3 0p3r4ti0n C0mf0rt. 4nd th3 l4st tim3 th4t w4s impl3m3nt3d...w3ll...it t00k 4 s0lid thr33 w33ks t0 r3m0v3 4ll th3 glitt3r fr0m unm3nti0n4bl3 l0c4ti0ns." (And...for my sake and Nightmare's sake, don't cut again. If I catch you cutting again, I will have no choice but to enforce Operation Comfort. And the last time that was implemented...well...it took a solid three weeks to remove all the glitter from unmentionable locations.) Dream barely holds in a laugh, opting to snort instead. Error chuckles.

"But m4n w4s th4t 4 fun d4y." (But man was that a fun day.)