Chapter Eight

Misprint's POV:

I watched the box in wonder as there were moving pictures on it.

"Hey Misprint."

I turned away from the moving pictures to see Roto. I smiled softly.

"Hi Roto!" I chirped. Roto chuckled and leaned on the back of couch.

"You Want to go get some food?" Roto asked. I tilted my head, confused.

"Food?" I repeated. He nodded before freezing at what came next. "What's Food?"

"Misprint? You...don't know what food is?" I looked down to see Carrot lying on me. I shook my head.

"...Let's get you something to eat," Carrot said as he picked me up.

I exclaimed in surprise as he carried me to the kitchen, Roto close behind. Carrot set me in a wooden chair as he began to search through the giant metal box. I tilted my head as he placed an open container of... reddish orange slush? I poked it curiously. A bit of it got on my finger so I brought it up closer to look at it.

"Want to try apple sauce?" Carrot asked, putting some of the slush onto a spoon. I nodded confused.

"Open your mouth. Once I put the spoon in, you can close it." Carrot hummed. I opened my mouth as he put the spoon in my mouth. I closed it as he took the spoon out. I wondered what to do next as Roto spoke up.

"You can swallow it." Roto explained. I mentally shrugged and did so before wrapping my arms around my stomach and letting out a small whine.

"Misprint? What's wrong?" Carrot asked, rushing to my side. An image of Nightmare flashed in my mind. I closed my eyes to avoid seeing him. He didn't want me.

"H-hurts..." I muttered, leaning onto the Swap Papyrus as he wrapped his arms around me.

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