~Error's POV~

I hide in the closet as sounds of fighting happen. After all the blasters and bones seem done, I slowly slip out of the closet and room, looking around and crouching around. I look through the window, seeing Cross standing over Classic.

"You'll never have Error!" Classic spat at Cross, but can't do much with the blue bones going through his arms. Paps is in a similar situation, blue bones limiting his movements.

Cross grins sadistically, stepping up to Classic, a knife in the former's hands, placing it at the neck and right under the chin of the latter.

"Classic. Don't you know?"

"If I can't have him, nobody will." A blaster fires, dusting Paps.

I cover my mouth, tears welling up as I remember all the things Paps did for me.

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"Nyeh! I'll get the spaghetti ready for you!"

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"Oh no! Sans will handle the bullies. Come here!" Doing as Paps commands, I walk over to him, finding him using green magic.

"I, the Great Papyrus, am very Great at healing magic!"

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"I know you've been through a lot, but you can always rely on me to be your Great Friend!"

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"However, I am aware if I kill you, or really this whole AU, everyone, including Error, will be slain. So I have a solution." Cross grins, insanity dancing in his dual eyelights.

"I can torture you for eternity, and as long as you don't die, Error will remain alive!" My eyelights shake, and I duck below the couch, holding my head as tears silently stream down.

Why is it that everyone I've ever known is suddenly a murderer and claiming me as the cause?!

Could it be...is my mere presence enough to turn them insane? Am I creating murderers by being around them? I...

"Error, I know you're nearby, and can probably hear me." Cross begins moving towards the door, and I panic.

It's now or never.

"Error, you know I love you dearly. That's why I'm doing this, because I love you. If I can't have you though...then I'm afraid of what I'll have to do."

I stand up, as Cross enters, facing me.

"Please. Don't make this hard." A portal opens behind me, a hand reaching through and grabbing me.

"Broseph, Error don't need to make this hard! I've already made it radically hard." The portal closes, and I am now in the grasp of Fresh.

"Well, broski, we're alone, and you're aware of how the universe is acting to you." I struggle out of his grasp, and he just smiles at me, enjoying the game he is playing.