All wrapped up (Error!Sans X Reader) [In Progress]

Pain

Your POV
The skeleton smirks with clearly no good intentions. His face grows with curiosity before he swipes his hand, before I could react my soul is exposed, my chest begins to grow with pain as it goes into his hands. "Brilliant. . . Such a beautiful color. . ." He murmurs this holding my soul as it glows with a soft f/c aura. I can't help but wince with my soul in his thin, skinless, gray bones. He looks up at me, "Believe me when I say. Its better in my hands than it would be in his." Seeming sure of himself, he releases it. It goes back towards me before he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a short blade. Placing the tip on my chin, I blench. I can't do anything at this point. "13!" A familiar, complicated voice comes in. Error.

Error's POV
I had gone searching for the puppet. She could run into some dangerous people. And as fate would have it, #13 has her. His strings tightly wound around her arms. Her soul hovers in front of her as he holds a blade to her chin. Tyler. I had found him, well. Ill leave it at that. His family wasn't too happy. But the child wasn't happy there either. So I took him. Made him worth something. But. . . he has too many ambitions. You'd think I'm heartless, but #13 takes the cake. He turns to me with a small grin. "Ah. Error. Nice to see you.~" He purrs. Of course it would piss me off, he doesn't understand I have the ability to kill him. But he's been through so much torture, he already knows what I'll do to him. I modified him, added a code, and he's become cruel. Even to me. Even to his siblings. I approach him with my left eye radiating with hatred for him. Even more now that he threatens her. He understands she means much to me. I grab him by the scarf tightly holding it. He simply grins trying to seem oblivious. The puppet turns to me, "Error?!" She shouts, clearly surprised. I would be too. . . #13 grins more, "So you've met? Of course you have. Only me and you know. What her fate would've been. If not for you, Error." I growl and bring my head dangerously close to his, whispering. "ι ωσи'т єνєя υи∂єяѕтαи∂ нσω уσυ кєєρ ανσι∂ιиg тнє яєѕєтѕ. вυт ι ωσи'т ℓєт уσυ яємємвєя fσяєνєя, кι∂. уσυ'яє ʝυѕт αѕ мυ¢н σf α gℓιт¢н αѕ ι αм. αи∂ уσυ'яє αωαяє σf ιт." I tell him, holding a threatening glare. I was ready to turn him to dust at this moment. I couldn't. Not in front of her. She'd find me as some sort of monster. That's what I was. I could think of others worse. Worse than me. And worse than #13. Moments after I receive a harsh blow to the head. I curse and stumble back. Launching a string straight at the boy only to be evaded speedily. Damnit. I've never hated him so much.

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Tyler is actually an oc, I made him, well, I have an oc named Nightie, so he had met someone named Blue, another oc, and they hooked up and had three kids, Violet, Adacus, and Tyler!