Error was watching the children play in front of the couch. Remus somehow found a knife and was messing with it, showing the now 3 year olds.

Error wasn't too worried, Remus knew to be careful. Error taught him to be when the ex-destroyers body became physically 11.

Error briefly wondered how the host was doing... He had heard from the others that the host's name was Thomas. He probably was being a good child for his parents...

Error watched as Remus balanced the knife on his finger. Virgil was looking anxiously at the sight, his grip tight on his jacket. Faith , on the other hand, was yelling happily. The orange clad child had a hard time speaking in a quieter voice, almost like Papyrus. Error was slowly helping him, seeing as there was no need to rush.

Sometimes, Error went to check on the others. And he had Remus watch over the other two. Remus usually was really good at watching over them, but sometimes something was on fire when he returned. Luckily nothing can actually get burnt here.

The other sides still didn't like him very much, although Logan seemed to not hold an opinion about him.

Roman was growing pretty quickly, him acting just like how he used to. But he lost his darker side...

Error sighed at the memories of his visits, him still watching the children. Remus never got upset when he couldn't go with... As if he were happier just staying away. Which Error could understand, seeing as how the others didn't understand Remus' imagination.

After a few minutes, Error finally asked," Where'd you find the knife?"

Remus paused what he was doing, setting the knife on his lap so he could look up at Error. Remus smiled happily," The imagination! New stuff started popping up there!"

Error knew that both Roman and Remus managed the imagination, and honestly he felt little spikes of anxiety every time his kid would go there... It was an unknown place to himself and from what he heard Remus encountered dangerous things there daily. It was definitely large, you could easily get lost if you didn't know where to go. Luckily Remus did know all the locations and what not, so it helped ease Error slightly.

Error made sure that Remus took a clock with him so the child would get home on time.

Virgil fidgeted, as if wanting to ask something but being too shy to. Since Virgil was Anxiety, he would get anxiety over the smallest of things, even asking a simple question...

Error smiled at Virgil," Do you have a question, stormen min?"

Virgil nodded slightly , hiding his face as he spoke,"... Wha's imasinasion?" He hasn't learned how to say words properly yet.

Remus decided to answer this one," it's the place I help manage! The imagination is filled with so many things, and it's how someone makes new ideas and stuff!"

Virgil smiled slightly," 'ool."

Faith huffed," Why can't we go there too? You never let us!" Faith, on the other hand knows how to say phrases perfectly.

Error sighed softly," Because you two could get lost very easily. Your brother knows how to navigate there, so that's why I let him go. But, seeing as you two don't, I don't want to take any chances."

Faith pouted," no fair!"

Error grinned," Life's not always fair. Anyways , I'm going to go get dinner started. Remus, please hand me the knife."

Remus did as told, him setting the knife in Error's waiting hand. Error stood, starting to walk towards the kitchen. He paused when he felt someone pull on his pants leg, him glancing down to see who it was.

Virgil was shyly gripping the fabric, him looking away from Error. Error smiled knowingly, him picking up Virgil with his free arm. Virgil clung onto him, him burying his face in Error's shoulder. Error chuckled softly, him continuing to the kitchen. Everytime Error cooked, Virgil always wanted to be in his arms , as if wanting to protect him. It was adorable.

When he entered the kitchen, Error set the knife down on the counter. He then brought his other arms, using them to help him get things he needed.

After a while of waiting for the water to boil, he heard Virgil whisper,"... Do you hav' a spesial name?... L-lise us?"

Error paused, glancing down at the younger side. Virgil was fidgeting, not looking at Error. Virgil's face was a slight red color, him most likely embarrassed.

Error chuckled, causing the younger to look up at him," Of course I do. I have two of them actually... Although no one knows of either of them."

Virgil tilted his head," Why swo??"

Error hummed, slowly stirring the noodles that were in the pot,"... Because one of the I gained long ago. The other I gained a few years ago. Want me to tell you one of them?"

Virgil nodded quickly, an eager expression on his face. Error grinned,"....  It's Janus. But don't tell anyone, ok?"

Virgil nodded again, setting his head on Error's shoulder,"... Ok, papa..."

Error used one of his arms to ruffle Virgil's hair, a whine of displeasure coming from the smaller. Even though Virgil was whining about it, he still leaned into the touch. Error inwardly snickered.

Stars his kids were adorable...

Soon dinner was made and everyone was sat at the table eating. Faith was gobbling his down, Virgil was slowly eating it, and Remus was eating his through a straw.

Error was the only one eating his at a somewhat normal pace, him reminding Faith to eat slower so he wouldn't choke on his food. Faith didn't listen sadly enough.

Faith barely listened to Error when Error asked him to do something.. He was the only one of Error's kids who didn't listen. It was bound to happen, but it still aggravated the exdestroyer to no end.

Remus listened to him, although a small amount of times were questionable. And Virgil always listened, his anxiety picking up if he didn't.

All in all, Error still cared for them no matter if they listened to him or not.

( I used google translate again. Error called Virgil ' my storm' in Norwegian (hopefully-). I've also realized that I'm on a roll with these parts of this crossover au. Each part has 1000 or more words each, and I'm still holding my inspiration for it too!)