Blueberror was furious and scared. Of course, when Stretch had turned to the boys for an answer, Fury was all for it while Sprinkle was very much against it. They were in their room now, trying to convince each other of which was better, and Dust had to take his meds. He could tell that Dust was struggling with Stretch being here... he was struggling with Stretch being here. His limbs felt like he was on fire, with the constant ERRORs glitching through him. He felt just as helpless as when he first came to in this form in the Anti-Void. Stretch tried to get Blueberror to calm down before he crashed, but considering he was part of the problem... ("Don't. Don't Touch Me Right Now. I Can't Handle It.") "D-on-t. Do-on-t Tou-uch M-e Ri-gh-t N-ow. I C-a-an-t Han-ndl-le It." He warned Stretch. "blue. this isn't a bad thing, buddy." Blueberror didn't respond. He couldn't. It hurt. The glitches hurt. It was wrong. This was wrong. Taking them away was wrong! Dust never hurt them... he just said something he hadn't meant. That was all. Don't take them away! You can't! Don't take him away!

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"blue!?" He couldn't see? Why couldn't he see?! "what's happening?!" The voices were so far away. Don't leave him alone. Please! "he's about to crash!" It hurts. Please, for the love of everything he'd ever cared for, make it stop! "MAMA!" There was a scream as Blueberror crashed. Dust, Stretch, and Sprinkle stood around him, their expressions a mix of confusion, fear, and worry. Fury kept his distance, watching from the hallway. "W-What...? I-Is He Ok?!" Sprinkle went to grab Blueberror's hand, but Dust stopped him quickly. "holding him will only make it worse. mama is going through a crash right now - he was overwhelmed and needs some time to reboot." Dust pointed to something above Blueberror's head. "check him. when you do, you'll see a loading bar right there. once it gets to 100, mama will be just fine, i promise." Sprinkle did as Dust instructed, seeing that Blueberror was already at 15%. That was pretty good in his book. "you." Dust turned to Stretch. "let's talk outside. i would rather that we get along by the time he wakes... and the kids shouldn't be involved with adult conversations, either." Dust led Stretch out, leaving the kids with the crashed Blueberror.

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This was the second time Fury had ever seen an Error vulnerable now. He didn't really know what to think. The guy looked like he was stuck in the same agonized pose. It kinda hurt him just to look at Blueberror. "It Looks Like It Hurts..." Sprinkle made Fury jump at the suddenness of his voice in the silence. "yeah... i guess so." No, Fury had to agree. Blueberror did look like he was in pain. It made him uncomfortable, even if he didn't like Blueberror. He ran a check, wondering how much longer it would be. 73%. It was loading pretty fast... but not fast enough. Sprinkle whimpered. "I Wish I Could Hold Him..." Fury made a noncommittal noise. "can always make it something. to feel better." He suggested. Anything to make Sprinkle feel better. Sprinkle snapped his fingers and went to the stove. "Hot Chocolate, That's Perfect!" Fury smiled as Sprinkle started to work furiously to create liquid chocolate perfection. Fury went to sit and wait. He didn't know what Blueberror would do when he woke up from this. He wanted to be ready, though, just in case.