...It was a dark and stormy night,cliche,I know,but it was...
It was a dark and stormy night when he found you,when eRrOr found you,You were only a child,a small child,a kitten when he found you,a cat monster to be precise,adorable and innocent yet unwanted and unloved,he didn't know where your parents were and to this day he still doesn't know where exactly you came from or why you were out in the cold

It was a typical day of destroying,he was in underlust,his most hated au,it truly disgusted him,why on earth would ink create such an abomination is something he would never know,he was searching for a the doll of underlust sans that he had made,he had dropped it and it had rolled away down an alley

He walked down the alley,head down in search of his lost property when he set his eyes on you,a baby,clutching the doll,he was about to yank it away from you and obliterate you right on the spot when he realised something,you were a child,left alone,in a dark alley,in the rain...what the fuck...it was underlust though,maybe someone got pregnant and couldn't get an abortion for some reason and just abandoned you,that seemed to happen way too often in this au

For some reason,the sight of this little kitten,all alone with nobody in this cruel unforgiving world,it reminded him of himself,so,without even thinking,he scooped you up and fled the au before ink could arrive to stop him,stepping through a portal into the anti-void...

A few years later:

"Papa how do you make strings?"

"With my magic"

"Can I make them"

"No but you probably do have some kind of magical weapon"

"Really!"

"Yeah,go ahead and try summoning it"

"How?"

"Just focus on me"

"Okie...it's not working"

"Oh god! (y/n)! Ink's killing me help!"

"Papa no!"

Error begins to supposedly writhe in pain caused by an unknown force,you tear up and cry out to him,running towards him and a realistic ink puppet he had made,your claws extend outwards,glowing a bright (s/c) and slashing at the doll,you turn back to error only to see him laughing,this confuses you,tears dripping down your face

"Heh,sorry kid,I lied,but you summoned your magic!"

"I did Papa error! Look! Now I can destroy stuff like you!"

"Sure you can kiddo"

"Can I come with you next time then?"

"No,not yet,when you're older maybe"

"*sigh* okay papa"

Every day error would teach you about fighting and destroying and use of magic,along with other basic knowledge like reading and writing,for fun he would open up portals to different au's for you to watch like tv shows,usually the bad ones or the ones he was destroying,your favourite being dusttale just from how utterly fucked up its storyline was,you also loved horrortale and underfell from the gore they would show,but mostly when it came to underfell you loved all the curse words they would use,you almost never sweared around error but once alone you'd be cussing like a sailor,another thing you did was talk to yourself once alone,you didn't have any voices in your head or anything,you just enjoyed talking to yourself out of sheer loneliness,one more au you liked was dancetale,mostly from how pretty the songs were,you loved singing along to them but never around error since it was a form of creation,for the most part you enjoyed destruction,oh who am I kidding,you were utterly obsessed with it,just like error had taught you to be...