Error.404 Has Crashed

Chapter 5 part 2

"Some thing's shouldn't be said in public."

Blue turned to look at Ink as he stood up, ready to start the meeting. Ganz also looked up at Ink, but not in the same way he did the previous meetings.

"I have good news!" Ink said. "Error is dead!"

The room erupted in applause and cheer. Ganz glanced at Blue and saw him clenching his fists. Ganz wondered what that was about.

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Classic was just about ready for anything. The news that Error died was not settling well, but he was too lazy to do anything about it. All he did was sit and listen to Ink recount the event.

He was about to drift to sleep when the door slammed open. Nightmare's gang stood there, tear-ridden, violent, vengeful. He had a bad feeling about this.

He almost did not realize that Nightmare was not in his corrupt form. He figured Dream would at least be happy to see his brother, and he was right. Dream was almost bursting with happiness. Classic did not have to look at him to tell because he felt Dream's aura growing.

"How does it feel?" Nightmare yelled, almost choking. Classic has never seen Nightmare show sadness before. "To finally win a pointless war?"

"All you did was make it harder for yourselves!" Dust yelled.

"That soulless god you call a friend is despicable!" Cross yelled.

"You should be ashamed of yourselves!" Killer yelled.

"You've done nothing good!" Horror yelled.

"You killed the man that supported us!!"

"You killed the man that understood us!"

"You killed the man that helped us!"

"You killed the man that did what's best for us!"

"You killed the only man that cared!"

"YOU KILLED OUR FAMILY!!"

"You KILLED the one that opened my eyes to everything!!" Blue yelled between tears that, Classic could tell, he had been holding in.

Classic was surprised, and so was everyone else. He did not know Error and Blue had history. It was never mentioned before.

"Blue, what are you—" Ink tried to ask.

"SHUT UP INK! Just shut up! You don't know what you're talking about!" Blue yelled, more angry than sad.

It was almost amusing, to Classic, to watch Blue yell at Ink. For all Classic knows, Blue was supposed to be almost exactly like his AU's Papyrus, original Papyrus. Apparently, that is not the case, at least, not anymore.

"Brother..." Stretch said. "Calm down. It's not that big of a deal."

"'Not that big of a deal!?' Just like IMPRISONING ME and FORCING ME to be happy is 'not that big of a deal!?' I've had to coop up in our AU for THREE MONTHS because you couldn't let go!! So don't you DARE talk to me about 'calming down!'"

Stretch was surprised about that. His magic flashed in his right eye, for just a second, and toned down. "Brother, I was protecting you."

"From what? Error wasn't going to hurt me! Ink, did Error fight you gallantly, or did you just yell at him, which caused him to—"

"That's enough," Ink said. Classic would have expected to see Ink tearing up, but he knows Ink does not have a soul. Even if he did not, the hint was dropped a bit earlier. One of the perks of being the original.

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Blue was absolutely furious, an emotion which has been bottled up for three months. He meant every word he had just said. "I can't be here with the same ones that killed my first true friend," he grumbled, tears filling his eyes again. "I'm leaving."

"Where will you go?" Stretch asked, concern coursing through every word. "There is no where else for you."

"Wrong!" Blue snapped. "I have a much more welcome stay anywhere else but here!"

And with that, Blue left the dumbfounded Sanses and Papyruses to their thoughts as he went with Nightmare. "Let's go," Blue mumbled.

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Stretch watched his brother go. He was shocked. He did not know Blue felt like he had oppressed him. Stretch just wanted Blue to be safe. Looking back, Stretch could see a few instances where he had been to controlling. He wished he could tell Blue sorry, but he was not sure Blue would accept it.

After Nightmare's gang, and Blue, left, the room was thrown into chaos. Most panicked about the fact that Ink had no soul and lied about it. Only a few, Stretch included, noticed a few of the newer Sanses, the only ones spared from Error's folly of attacks, had disappeared. Their only sign of existence was a pile of dust that lay on the floor. Anyone could tell that was a bad sign.

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In an unknown location, there were two brothers. One, wearing a turquoise tunic, blue pants, yellow boots, and yellow gloves, was at home, waiting for his brother to return from his walk. He did not like being away from him for too long.

He could hear heavy breathing. His brother, wearing a purple tunic, black pants, purple gloves, and purple boots, slammed the door to their home open. The first was about to scold his brother, but he saw what he was so frantic about. He was carrying a pretty beat up skeleton, one that the first had never seen before. He went over to his brother to help the poor skeleton onto the couch.

"I'll go get help," the second said, running to the phone.

"Forget that for now; we need a lot of bandages!" the first said urgently. The injured skeleton had many cuts that looked pretty bad. He was lucky that the second had seen him when he did, or else he would have easily gotten all of the wounds infected.

The second obliged and came back over with the bandages. The first took the bandages wrapped than around the skeleton's arms and legs. They just had to wait for him to regain conscience.

(A/N sorry this part was a little rushed)