Blue never thought they'd be teaching what looked like a grown monster to function, or do anything.

Yet here he was, trying to teach a pretty much feral version of Ink to... live.

This being had almost exact same face as there Ink, but missing the Ink smudge or changing eyes... and the tattoo like markings.

It was the lack of smudge and the fact that they were very very naked that saved them from a dusting, no one wanted ink to find this hidden AU. Not that dusting would have done much, as the Creator would just stars darn respawn.

Then he realized the 'Ink' had a soul, so he'd dragged him home to look after him till he woke.

Error hadn't been pleased his mate had brought home an alternate of there enemy.

Yet... he had stopped protesting when the Ink had finally woken up, and stared at them so... brokenly.

They didn't understand anything, like a feral cat.

They didn't even understand food.

That meant, never had a taco.

They didn't even understand clothes, he'd had to pull in Error and Nightmare to help him force clothes on the still unnamed monster. So now he was wearing a fuzzy red sweater and blue jeans and red socks, they'd definitely liked the colors from the pleased sounds they'd made.

"Come on kiddo, you can do it," Blue said cheerfully, trying to help the monster learn to use a cup properly. He wondered if this was like what it felt like teaching a babybones to learn things, the other monster was a baby compared to everyone else and development.

A startled chip escaped them as they dropped the cup.

"You almost had it this time," Blue cheered picking the cup up, he passed it back.

He only hoped he had time to teach them to live.