Chapter Eight
Misprint's POV:
I watched the box in wonder as there were moving pictures on it.
"Hey Misprint."
I turned away from the moving pictures to see Roto. I smiled softly.
"Hi Roto!" I chirped. Roto chuckled and leaned on the back of couch.
"You Want to go get some food?" Roto asked. I tilted my head, confused.
"Food?" I repeated. He nodded before freezing at what came next. "What's Food?"
"Misprint? You...don't know what food is?" I looked down to see Carrot lying on me. I shook my head.
"...Let's get you something to eat," Carrot said as he picked me up.
I exclaimed in surprise as he carried me to the kitchen, Roto close behind. Carrot set me in a wooden chair as he began to search through the giant metal box. I tilted my head as he placed an open container of... reddish orange slush? I poked it curiously. A bit of it got on my finger so I brought it up closer to look at it.
"Want to try apple sauce?" Carrot asked, putting some of the slush onto a spoon. I nodded confused.
"Open your mouth. Once I put the spoon in, you can close it." Carrot hummed. I opened my mouth as he put the spoon in my mouth. I closed it as he took the spoon out. I wondered what to do next as Roto spoke up.
"You can swallow it." Roto explained. I mentally shrugged and did so before wrapping my arms around my stomach and letting out a small whine.
"Misprint? What's wrong?" Carrot asked, rushing to my side. An image of Nightmare flashed in my mind. I closed my eyes to avoid seeing him. He didn't want me.
"H-hurts..." I muttered, leaning onto the Swap Papyrus as he wrapped his arms around me.
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