Errors P.O.V

The teacher explained something about the differences from human and monster souls, but I could care less. After all we had living examples at home. My dad was obsessed with science, he would even kill to reach his goals. How do I know that ? Well, it was hard to ignore when they died infront of you, right ? I watched helpless as he ripped those souls out of their owners bodies, I was defensless as a injecton of a weird liquid was rammed directly into my soul. My body couldn't contain all the magic, so it started ripping me apart, physically and mentally. I would've probably died, but my father was kind, or rather cruel, enough to do everything to keep him alive. Sure it hurted like hell, but at that day he promised himself to never trust anyone again. Now there were little pieces of my body glitching in and out constantly, and the voices of the soul owners in my head. Speaking of which, they seemed to be bored too.

Sans : " Being dead is sooo annoying ! Come on Error, let's prank someone ! "

Fell : " He can't do that, jerk ! He'll eventually get caught and we would be stuck here for another hour. "

Chara : " To say it in the words of Captain America : LANGUAGE ! , but seriously where should we go after hell is over ? I think I'm talking for everybody when I say I don't want to go back to the murders place. "

Error : "He's my dad, we can't just run away from him. "

Sans : " Why not actually - Oh no the teacher is looking at us. "

The teacher really was looking at me, which could become a problem, because I sure as hell didn't want to be stuck in a room together with an annoyed bully. " Yes ? What's the problem ? " , I asked.