"Sans.. How'd you get all the way up there?!", yelled Papyrus, the young skeleton staring up worriedly at his robotic friend.

Sans was sitting on a lamp post, him sitting about 15 feet in the air. He smiled awkwardly, him scratching his cheek," hehe... I uh... Flew...?" Sans' voice squeaked at the end, his face burning slightly.

Papyrus' eyesockets widened, his eyelights turning into stars," You flew?! That's amazing!"

Sans' smile became less awkward, it slowly turning into a grin," really???"

Papyrus nodded, eagerly hopping in place now," Yes! That means you have hidden abilities! Which also means who knows all the stuff you can do! This is awesome! " Papyrus threw his arms up into the air, his excitement overflowing.

Sans laughed at his friend's excitement, him nodding along with it," it really is, isn't it?"

Papyrus gained a look of determination on his face, him standing as tall as a 10 year old could," We have to figure out what other abilities you have! I'll help in any way I can!"

Sans gave a lopsided smile," gee , paps.. You don't have to..."

Papyrus gasped dramatically,"Of course I have to! You are my very best friend! Meaning I will do my best to be the bestest friend ever!"

Sans looked away for a bit , him smile becoming more shy," Hehe... Ok........ Thank you..."

"you're very welcome!"......

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Error looked around quietly, tense as he tried to spot a hiding place for the time being.

He had been trying to visit Bittytale, the au full of bitty versions of the skelebros. The one who Ink managed to contact had called the artistic skeleton the moment he noticed Error.

The glitch just wanted to play with the bitties... And maybe take one back to the mansion....

But now he was being chased by the stars through the streets.... It sucked, being so easily recognizable..

His glitches were pretty much a sore thumb... Making it near impossible to disguise himself..

His optic receptors spotted a dumpster in one of the alleys and he immediately ran to it. He slid behind it, him being small enough to hid in the space between the dumpster and the wall. He quieted his 'breathing', making it to where he made no sound at all.

There was voices nearby, one's that sounded like Dream and Ink discussing where the glitch went..

Error after a bit relaxed, in hopes that they couldn't find him...

He froze when a squeak echoed out from his hiding spot, him glancing at his pocket. A tiny head poked out of the pocket, their big electric blue eyes staring up at the destroyer with a tiny tilt of their head.

He blinked in confusion, staring at the small being that had found their way to him. They were different than the other bitties he had seen...

They had these futuristic markings next to their eyesockets, their eyelights Deming him of how his own used to look..

And their outfit.... It being a medium sleeve hoodie with fluff on both the hood and the ends of the sleeved. They also wore jeans and some shoes that seemed like converse but weren't...

Wait...

It can't be.....

Does he have a bitty?! Who he used to be has a bitty?!

Error felt an excited smile form on his face, his optical receptors becoming stars. The bitty smiled back, contently snuggled into his pocket as if they had always been there.

He rubbed there head with his finger, them hugging the finger the best they could. They arms couldn't even halfway wrap around his finger..

Error stopped himself from making noise, inwardly squealing.

He's totally gonna take care of them. There was no other option.