Chapter 2: Decisions

Error glared at the child in a hammock made from its blanket.

The little abomination was sleeping peacefully, having just been bottle fed. By strings of course. There's no why in hell he'd touch the little creature.

Two weeks had passed since the damned creator left it in his care.

Two weeks and Error still hadn't gone through with his threat to kill the brat.

It's wasn't because he didn't want to. At the moment the destroyer wanted nothing more than to wring the child's neck.

But something was stopping him. Some hazy force keeping him from lifting a hand in any negative way to the abomination.

It wasn't like he hadn't killed children in the past. It was a necessary part of Errors process in purging the Aus.

The destroyer growled, tearing his gaze away and stalked to his over sized beanbag. He collapsed onto it, burying his face into it.

It wasn't just forcing him to not kill it, but actually care for it.

The first few days it was like a reboot. When the child cried he'd black out for a bit before waking up with no memory of what he had done. After a while it was more of a daze. He could remember what he did, but not why.

Now he was doing so on his own, caring for it. Feeding and comforting it. Strangely it was like he knew what it needs whenever it whines.

Error gritted his teeth, nose scrunched at the thought.

It made sense in a way.

From what he has see from Aus he's watched, some species of Monster have a very high parental instinct. Caring for unwanted, forced and even nonbiological children.

So, as disgusting as he'd like to think, maybe his Soul recognized the child as his. Maybe his stats are so glitched, he has gained a high parental instinct. To the point he literally can't lay a finger on the infant in any negative way.

The glitch rolled onto his back, pressing a hand to his temple.

Even if that was the reason and he couldn't kill the child, what does he do with it now?

"What will I do?" He said out loud.

Raise it?

Error jerked upwards, scrambling slightly to sit up. His head snapped to the 'ceiling' of the Anti-void. The voices hadn't spoken a word sense the kid was left.

Honestly the glitch almost forgot they still existed.

Now the decide to make an appearance.

"'Raise it?' Are you kidding me? I am not caring for a child! Especially not one from the creator." He hissed in response.

You've been doing it all this time, so why stop?

You forget, Glitchy, it's your child as well!

Little things cute! How could you not~!

If you raise them to be a destroyer, they can help you finish off the Multiverse twice as fast. Or at the least keep Ink occupied.

Errors snarled at the first few responses, wanting to argue every point, but the last made him choke on his words.

That. That was actually a good idea.

Ink had alway been a thorn in his side. Creating just as fast as he destroyed. So an extra pair of hands would be nice.

Error alway saw himself as a lone wolf, be even if he would never say it out loud, has had Nightmare and his gang help him out once and a while.

But...

"Monster age much slower than humans. So the brat will take a long time to mature enough to use magic and adding the years of training... I'm already behind on my work so that idea, as... Ok as it is, wouldn't be efficient." Error said, voice echoed into the white void.

In an instant voices quietly began to chatter amongst themselves. To many for him to make out what they were saying.

Error sighed and leaned back into his beanie. The voices already giving him a headache after being back what? A few minutes?

After an hour or so of annoying chatter they finally stopped.

Error, snuggled in a blanket and watching Novela, begrudgingly closed the portal to listen to their plan.

Give the child to someone, preferably a Toriel like you said to Ink, to raise.

When it's old enough take it to Nightmare. He owes you several favors now, so training kid to be a killer wouldn't be to hard to ask in exchange for a few!

Then when he's ready, take him under your wing to teach him to destroy.

Error nodded, smirking to himself. "That seems full proof! I don't even have to be near to brat!"

Actually...

If this kid doesn't know you more than the person who dumps it on different people it might resent you, and go against you. If you want this to work than don't be like any monster move and abandon your creation.

Error furrowed his brow, thinking over the voices words carefully.

When you find a good Toriel, tell her how Ink abandoned it so she doesn't alert her Sans. Then, as much as you're going to hate this, stick around and form a bond with the kid.

The destroyer jerked and glitched. "Bond with it?! Why the hell would I do that!"

If it is bonded to you, it will be less likely to disobey and betray you. It also might even look up to you, and want to willingly be a destroyer for you.

Error relaxed slightly. Eyes narrowed.

It would be way easier to have the abomination willfully do has he says with complete loyalty. The glitch had been betrayed in the past. Several times form people he was stupid enough to trust.

But at the same time he'd have to actually spend time with it.

It was a rather hard decision to make.

But after nearly a month of thinking it over, he was ready to put his plan to action.

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