“Hmmmmmmmm.” Cuddle right into his tum. “Good. Let’s make a fort.”

*A fort?

* aww, lushy. don’t say stuff like that. you’re gonna make me cry. 

* oh no, too late. i’m all weepy now. hecc. 

@sincadaver

              Stepping out of the anti-void into this new universe, ERROR could tell by code alone that the place was FULL of dirty glitches, something just simply felt off and he was willing to bet he'd find some atrocities if he looked hard enough. However, he had no intention to destroy the place YET, it took careful planning to ensure a universe would be PROPERLY destroyed.

               Honestly he'd not planned for anyone seeing him but it wouldn't put too much of a dent in his plan nonetheless, even if it was a DUPLICATE. If anything the clothes alone assured him this universe wasn't like the original, that it was a MISTAKE.

   * d́id̨n̴'̛t a͝nyo҉ne̡ ev̡èr͢ tel͜l ̛yo͘u͘ ͏it's̨ ̵ru͡d͝e ̧ţo şt͝are?

* smothers mayo on me. * am i sexy, sans???

It was just a quick blink to another timeline. Sans was getting used to spending a day or two in one place then moving on for greener pastures. After all, a guy like him didn’t really belong anywhere, not really.

Once he opened his eyes after his latest teleport, he immediately regret it.

His soul dropped. How had he ended up back here of all places? Granted, it was different but there were still so many familiar sights that it sent something through him. Something very unpleasant and not at all what he wanted to feel. It’d been a while but not long enough.

Sans looked at the small bundle on his bed, the stillness unnerving, but he knew. The little one was just asleep. He sighed, leaning back against the side of the mattress, wiping his forehead from the beads of sweat.

It had happened so suddenly, the sharp pain, igniting his very soul, the child had wanted out and had done so right now. At least, he had been home. It was a tiny thing, with heart shaped eye lights, and if he saw correctly, his magic...

He shook his head. Sans was tired. It had been a lot more draining, on the magical side, than he had thought, but then again, the little one he had loaded on his own, without Lush’s help. No doubt the other might have felt the spike of pain, before it became a dull and numb sensation again.

So it was no wonder, really.

He stifled a yawn, head tilting to look at the sleeping bundle. He felt a mix of joy, and miserable. Maybe because it was a reminder? 

Well, it didn’t matter now, he had a child to take care of.