Chapter 27

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Dream walks in the mansion and sees Error sleeping on the couch. "Seems like the celebration will have to wait a bit."
"He needs his meds soon." Killer says as he and Dust put their knives back in their pockets. "One of us will have to give them to him. He doesn't trust you yet. Once he does then you can start giving Error his meds."
  "I understand." Dream replies, looking down. "He probably won't trust me for a long time after what I've done to him."
"Don't worry." Killer replies. "Error and everyone else here will learn to trust you. I mean, Blue has secretly been friends with Error and the rest of us by default for a while now. You and Ink never knew."
Dream sighs. "I heard about what happened with Epic. It really affected Blue."
"Yeah." Horror says, coming into the room after eavesdropping in the hallway. "Medic says he has PTSD and slight haphephobia now because of Epic. Error wasn't happy at all when he heard what happened to Blue."
  "I can imagine he wouldn't be. You said they're friends right?" Dream says. "So that would mean Blue knows about the balance. And I've noticed Error is very protective of the ones he cares about."
  "He takes care of the Charas." Dust begins. "They're all scapegoats. The Frisks are the true villains but they blame the Charas and the Sanses believe them. Blind judges, the whole lot of em."
  "I see you finally used your knives again." Dream says, hoping the Dust and Killer wouldn't get mad. "Why'd you stop using them?"
  Dust and Killer look down at the ground.
  "We'll explain later." Killer says, clearly uncomfortable. "Right now, Error needs his meds. Dust. Can you please get Error's meds and a glass of water?"
Dust nods and gets the pills and water.
I'm sleeping, dreaming of my days with Blue in the Anti Void. I hear a voice that sounds kind of like Dust. But how is he here?
"Error. Dude. Wake up."
I wake up, yawning as I do so. "Hm?"
"Geez." Dust begins as Killer helps Error sit up. "You sleep like the dead." He shoves the pills in Error's mouth and watches as Error swallows them.
"Y-YoU c-cOuLd'Ve At LeAsT gIvEn M-Me SoMe W-WaTeR." I say as Dust hands me the water. I drink some and hand the glass to Killer, who sets it on the coffee table.
"Um. H-Hi Error." Dream begins. "Um. Don't get mad. But um. I'm sorry for everything I did to you before I knew about the balance. I know about it now and I quit the Star Sanses. I'm now a Nova Sans and hopefully I can get more members. And I'm allied with the Bad Sanses."
I nod as a smile appears on my skull. "Y-YoU k-kNoWiNg A-AbOuT tHe BalAnCe W-WaS aLl I-I eVeR wAnTeD." I look around the room and see all the Bad Sanses have trickled into the room.
"Hey Error." Nightmare says. "There's something you should know. You fell asleep before the fight ended. But we beat up Ink pretty badly. I especially had my fun torturing him. He's in the original Medictale to be healed but I had opened a viewing window into the AU a few minutes ago and Ink is considered a high maintenance patient so he can't leave his room. And he won't be able to leave the hospital for a while."
"T-ThAt'S...g-gOoD." I mutter before drifting off to sleep again.
  Nightmare watches as Error falls asleep again. "Good. This gives us enough time to prepare the party. It's going to be in the dining room. Dust and Killer. You're in charge of decorations. Horror. You're in charge of wrapping gifts. Cross. You're in charge of cooking. Dream. You're in charge of helping me oversee the entire thing plus keep an eye on Error."
  The group nods and moves off to do their jobs. Dust and Killer heads out to get decorations. Horror moves elsewhere to wrap the gifts. Cross goes to the kitchen and starts making food. Nightmare sits down beside Error and Dream sits on the floor.
  "Um. Nightmare?" Dream begins. "Do you hate me?"
  Nightmare is shocked. "I've never hated you Dream. You aren't the reason I became who I am today. The villagers were. They bullied me constantly and as you know I would constantly lie about how I got injured."
  "Of course, that just led to me snapping and both of us know what happened after. I don't regret becoming a bad guy though. I mean, true it more than likely hurt you, not like I care much the way I am now, but it gave me a chance to prove the bullies wrong. And as I would later find out it gave me a chance to help people too much like me. Horror, Dust, Cross, Killer, Error. All of them are a lot like me. Broken in so many ways all because of a deity or their AU or even the human of their AU."
  "I. I didn't know." Dream says. "I'm so sorry!"
  "It's not your fault Dream. It was never your fault. It's always been Ink's fault. He's the one who didn't listen to HER in the very beginning because of his excitement. He's the one who hurt Error for eons. He's the one who never gave Error a chance to explain his actions."
  "He's the one who created the AUs the rest of the gang comes from. He's the one who made sure Error was hated by everyone. SHE'S the reason Error ended up like this in the first place. SHE'S been watching her chosen child and never stopped him because SHE only sees Error as a tool. A pawn. A mindless drone. A servant. Formed only to do HER bidding." Nightmare says, growing angrier with each word he says.
  Dream places a hand on Nightmare's shoulder. The goop covered bone feels weird against his phalanges. He'll have to get used to that. "Don't worry Nightmare. I'll help you make things right. As a Nova Sans, your ally, and your brother, I'll help you save the Multiverse. I may not kill. But I can create distractions. Ink can't fight two groups at once. I'm sure Blue will be more than willing to join me from what I've heard about him being friends with Error."
  Nightmare nods. "Thank you...Dream. Now. Let's go oversee the preparations so those idiots don't mess anything up. They're idiots and goof balls but they mean well. Well, most of the time." Nightmare stands up, pulling Dream up with a tentacle and setting him on the ground.
  Together, the two brothers walk to the dining room to check on the preparations and Error sleeps on.

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