TheSinningRacoon requested this floof. I honestly probably went a little overboard, but you know what. I think it came out sufficiently floofy ^_^

~Error's POV~

I trip over my feet, face-planting into the snow of an AU. The portal closes behind me with a sound between *pop* and *slurp*. I slowly get to my hands and knees, shivering. My fingers and toes and knees are so cold they hurt. But I push myself up to my feet. I hug myself, slowly walking through the forest, the air misting around my breath. I slowly shamble through the woods, leaning on and hiding behind trees when I see monsters.

"5hit ... I d0n't kn0w wh3r3 I 14nd3d ... " Movement catches my eye. There is a SwapFell Sans, but he looks like he exchanged red and blue for purple. His brother is lazily sleeping at his post. I slowly step closer, listening to the brothers.
"Do you have to be so lazy?! What will it take to gain some recognition, respect, and fear?!" The brother shrugs and the Sans stomps his foot, huffing loudly. I step closer, a loud *crack* echoing. I wince, stepping back and seeing the stick I stepped on. I look up, to see neither brother where they were. My eye sockets widen, my eyelights shrinking. I slowly step back, bumping into a solid form. Suddenly I and the form are warped into the clearing, my wrists tied together tightly with rope. The purple Sans grins before me.

"Brother! We've caught this odd skeleton!"
"Yeah bro."

"Now! Newcomer, explain yourself!" I steel myself best as possible against his loud voice, having spent a few months with a similarly loud-spoken skeleton.

"Y0u w0n't b31i3v3 m3 if I try ... g0 4h34d 4nd b34t m3 up 4nd th3n I'11 134v3." The Sans frowns, leaning close to my face. I try to back away, but the papyrus halts my motion. The snow has caused my knees and lower legs to slowly get painfully cold.

"Why do you assume I want to beat you up? Have you heard of the reputation of The Sinister Sans?!" His eyelights form purple stars, all while his face retains the serious look. I look away from him.

"N0. I ju5t ... h4v3 4 j0b th4t m4k35 p30p13 w4nt t0 hurt m3." The Sans laughs.

"Wow, you must be a truly sinister person to make people want to hurt you!" I look down, my posture slumping, a low and heavy sigh leaving my lips. The Paps behind me gestures to the Sans, who looks between the Paps and me, noticing whatever the Paps was trying to get him to notice.

"I-i mean ... that's a compliment here. Being a truly terrible person is like the highest honor you can bestow here!"

The Paps sighs, helping me stand and freeing me. I rub my wrists, markings around my wrists are painful, causing me to wince slightly. The Sans looks at me thoughtfully.

"My name is Sans! The Sinister Sans! Don't forget it!" I slowly nod.

"0f c0ur53. I wi11 d0 my b35t t0 r3m3mb3r." Sans begins walking toward Snowdin and his house.

"I'm papyrus. Sans really means well, but in this world it's-"

"Ki11 0r b3 ki113d. I kn0w."

"Oh? You've heard of us before?"

"N0. But I c4n inf3r th4t t0 b3 th3 c453 b453d 0n 0th3r w0r1d5 I kn0w." Paps and I follow the path Sans is taking, the atmosphere around us snuffing out any conversation for a while. Once we get to their house, I stop and sigh softly.

"W311 it w45 fun whi13 it 145t3d, but I r3411y g0tt4 g3t g0ing."

"Stay for my famous and sinister tacos!" I shake my head.

"50rry, but I h4v3 4 j0b t0 d0, 0r 3153 3v3ry0n3 di35 ... 50 it'5 kind4 imp0rt4nt I d0n't 514ck 0ff." The two look at each other.

"Well ... You're free to return anytime you like!" I laugh bitterly.

"N0t r3411y. N0 r35t f0r th3 wick3d, y4 kn0w?" I open a portal to my white hell home. I enter without a thought, closing the portal behind me, and continuing my job.

~A Few Months Later~

I stumble through the portal, narrowly dodging the tentacle as I close the portal behind me. I shiver, holding myself in a hug, my breath visible. I sigh softly, walking around for a minute, finding myself outside an AU skelebro's house.

The door slams open, startling me with the loud *bang*. I pant softly, trying to calm myself down.

"Hello, newcomer! We meet again!" An arm wraps around my neck, pulling me into the house as my vision goes dark.

~SF Purple's POV~

"I don't know! He seemed a little panicky, then I wrapped my arm around his neck and lead him into the house! Then he just passed out and he's been like this for a while now!" Undyne nods slowly.

"I-i don't know ... B-but it sounds like the skeleton might be a Haphephobe ... A-and he might have some sort of social anxiety ... I-i don't know what is happening to him right now, b-but if he wakes up, c-call me again, o-okay?" I nod.

"Thanks, Undyne!" Undyne nods, walking through the snow to the riverperson. I sit at the dining room table, my eyes meeting Paps.

"I couldn't have known!"

"No, you couldn't have." We both sigh.

"I guess whatever his job was will have to wait. He probably won't be going anywhere soon."

(Author: I don't know if SF Purple has a pet or if only Edge has a pet, but fuck it. SF Purp has a pet now. A cat. A cat named Lucifer. Because I like cats >:3)

Lucifer hops onto the table, laying beside me. I gently pet Lucifer while watching the sleeping skeleton.

"Ya know bro ... "

"Hm?"

"We don't know the name of this skeleton ... " I sigh.

"I can't believe we don't even know his name, and we've met him twice." I stand up, checking his neck for a collar.

"Surely he must have an owner or something." When I move his sleeve up, I find a lot of self-inflicted scars across his arm. I pull the sleeve down to cover the scars, moving his shirt to find larger wounds that look poorly healed, torn multiple times, or reopened or inflicted.

"Whatever his job is, it's gonna be lethal one day. Also, he doesn't appear to be owned by anyone." Paps quietly sits at the table. I head up to my room, grabbing a belt and a nametag, measuring his neck, then sitting at the table, cutting the belt to the appropriate length, making a hole and adding a clasp, then decorating it with the blue gunk dripping down his cheeks. I sigh.

"Now we must wait for him to wake up, so I can attach a nametag with his name and mine on it." On cue, he blinks, sitting up. His facial expression is one of confusion.

"Wh3r3 4m I? Wh4t w45 I d0ing b3f0r3 I cr45h3d?" He turns fully, looking at us.

"What is your name?"

"3rr0r."

"Error, okay. What would you call me outside of this world?"

"Uh ... I think ... 5w4pF311 54n5 ... but y0u 4r3 Purp13 ... un1ik3 n0rm41 5F 54n5." I nod, denoting my name on the back as SFP Sans. The front of the tag has Error written in cursive. I show it to the still very confused skeleton.

"This look good?"

"Y34h. Why?" I clip the tag onto the collar and attach the collar around Error's neck.

"I padded it with soft stuff inside, so it should be comfortable, It shouldn't be too tight."

"4g4in, why?"

"Because you belong to me now. I trust you will have no argument with this?" Error looks at the tag, confusion covering his face.

"I ... b310ng t0 y0u?" He begins to tear up.

"Did I say something to hurt you?" He looks at me, his eyelights shifting to white as tears fall down.

"I b310ng t0 y0u?! Y0u w0n't hurt m3?!" He speaks frantically and fearfully, but with a small overlap of hope in his tone.

"Yeah. You belong to me, I'll take care of you." He collapses to the floor, becoming a blubbering mess.

I look at Paps, mouthing 'What did I say wrong?' Paps shrugs in response. After a few minutes, Error stops crying and collects himself, sitting at the table. Lucifer immediately walks over to the small skeleton, rubbing up against his hands. Error smiles at Lucifer, petting him gently. His sleeves fall a little, his self-inflicted scars showing. Paps look at me and I nod.

He mouths 'You knew?' I nod again, and Paps focuses on Error too.

"Hey, bud you okay?" Error nods.

"Y34h, 50rry f0r br34king d0wn ... it'5 ju5t b33n 4 whi13 5inc3 I b310ng3d 4nd w45n't hit 0r hurt ... 50 it c4ught m3 0ff-gu4rd." We exchange a look for a moment.

"Error."

"Hm?"

"Do you know why you freaked out before you passed out?"

"0h, th4t. I 5trugg13 with m3m0ry, 35p3ci411y wh3n I cr45h. I 4150 5trugg13 with t0uch 4nd ju5t ... p30p13 in g3n3r41." Error chuckles softly, but it's clearly a forced laugh. I nod.

"It's decided then! You will live here with us!" Error looks excited, but the light instantly dies in his eyelights.

"My j0b ... I c4n't ju5t 4b4nd0n it."

"What is your job that you look like you were put into a grinder and spat out?!"

"Pr0t3cting th3 mutiv3r53 fr0m Ink'5 d35tructiv3 cr34ting 5pr33." His calm and even somber tone when saying that instantly causes me to deflate. He's resigned himself to his fate.

"What the hell has the multiverse done for you?!"

" ... " The fact he has no response to my question is more than enough answer.

"Leave them to rot! That's what I say!"

"I c4n't ju5t ign0r3 my j0b."

"Sure you can. Don't care about people who don't care about you."

"Y0ur 4U i5 p4rt 0f th3 mu1tiv3r53."

" ... Then ignore your job until they learn the true value you bring." Paps chuckles.

"Sans is persistent when he wants something. He's compromised a lot, Error." Error sighs, holding his head in his hands.

"I ju5t d0n't w4nt n33d1355 d34th 0ccuring if I c0u1d D0 50m3thing 4b0ut it, y4 kn0w?"

"But it really isn't your problem! You sound like you were forced into this, and now it's a habit to you." Error looks at me.

" ... "

"Just spend a few weeks here, give them a taste of what a multiverse without you is like, and if they really want to go that road." Error sighs.

"Fin3. 0n1y 4 c0up13 0f w33k5."

~One Week Later~

~Error's POV~

I'm laying on the couch with a good book in my hands. The story is about this neko girl who grows a spine and learns she can do things her heros can't and that she doesn't need to hide behind a protector forever. I look around carefully, Paps and Sans are in their rooms, Lucifer on the table.

Good, I'm alone.

I close my eyes, summoning my ecto-magic. It takes a while because it's been so long since I've tried to use my ecto-magic. After a couple of minutes, I reach up to touch the top of my skull, finding ecto-ears up there. I giggle in delight, focusing on the book again.

I'm snapped out of my book when I suddenly felt hands on my ears.

"N-ny4~" I hear a snort and look up to see SFP Sans smiling down at me.

"You are so cute!" His eyelights are shifted into purple stars. I blush bright yellow, covering my ears.

"D-d0n't t-t0uch my 34r5!" He smiles, walking around me, and sitting on the other half of the couch. I watch him carefully, but he cuts on the TV, focusing on it. I uncover my ears slowly, and re-open my book, reading through the neko girl's story.

~Later~

~SFP Sans' POV~

I quietly pick up his book, saving the page and placing the book on the table nearby. I gently pick up the small neko Error, carrying him quietly up the stairs. Paps notes what I'm doing but says nothing.

I work the door open with magic, pushing it fully open with my foot. I enter my room and close the door with my foot, walking us over to my bed.

I gently set him down on the bed, pulling the covers up. I remove most of my battle body, leaving only a relaxing tee and shorts. I get under the covers, cuddling the sleeping skeleton close to me, slowly falling asleep.

~When Error Wakes~

~Error's POV~

I yawn, stretching as best as I can. I open my eyes, blinking in curiosity.

This isn't the couch...

I shift and roll over, coming face to face with the sleeping SFP Sans, who is cuddling me close. I blush bright yellow, covering my face.

"Awe, your blush is cute!~" I uncover my eyes, gazing into SFP Sans' eyes. I immediately cover my eyes, my face growing hotter. I hear SFP chuckle softly, and he gently pulls my hands away from my face, kissing my hands lovingly.

"You are my cute Neko." I look away from SFP, and he pulls me closer.

"Stay here for a while, I want to cuddle my neko skele for a little while longer." I nod in agreement, listening to his soft deep chuckles rumbling in his chest. Once he stops chuckling, a comfortable silence covers us. I close my eyes, slowly purring, blinking in surprise when a hand gently rubs my skull. We remain in bed for the rest of the morning.