This is an AU where Error lost all his vision as a cruel trick of Fate. As a result, he has stayed mostly in his anti-void and causing remote destruction from the comfort of his string hammock through portals, adjusting to a life of blindness. Then...
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Entropy's POV
"Mr. E! Mr. E! Over here, over here!"Holo shouts
"Hey! Stop that!"Dustin snaps
"Hehehe! Never!"Kade chuckles
"Mr. Entrooopyyyyy, heeelp."Criss cries, clenching my apron.
"Boys, please stop fighting."I sigh, shaking my head
"Yes Mr. Entropy."The two say, running off
I glance down to Criss, who is shaking.
"Dustin hid a cow doll in my bed again!"He whines
I shake my head.
This is the fifth time this week.
"Do you want the bunny doll? I will speak to him about this."I tell him
He nods and I hand him it. Then I turn to Holo who smiles widely at me.
"It's time to eat!"He cheers
"Holo, I gave you sandwhiches not even an hour ago."I say
"Can I have seconds?"He asks
I sigh, nodding. I know all about his previous living conditions of neglect and starvation so he always seems hungry. I feed him some more food as Criss runs off with the bunny doll. Holo reaches over, setting the panda doll aside so he climb into my lap as he eats. Then he leans closer, kissing my cheek.
"Thank you Mr. Entropy."He says, digging into his sandwhich.
I smile, patting his head gently.
"DUSTIN!"I yell
He runs over quickly, covered in dust. I shake my head.
"You were in the attic again, weren't you?"I ask
He nods.
"Dustin, you have to stop pranking Criss. You know that his last home wasn't the best so your cow tricks scare him and it isn't funny."I say, scolding him
"How was I supposed to know that he fears cows?"He asks
"You've done it four times before and got the same response."I say, shaking my head
"But-"
"Dustin. Cut it out. No buts."I tell him
"Fine."He says, shaking his head
"You're still going to the corner for your behavior. I warned you yesterday."I say
He groans, going to the corner of the room. Holo hands me a ball of yarn from my pocket and I smile, starting to craft away.
"I finished. Can we go to the rocking chair?"Holo asks
I nod, walking with him on my shoulders to the rocking chairs. Then he hops back into my lap, crafting as well. After a few hours we have piles of scarves, gloves, puppets, and hats surrounding the rocking chair.
