Error noticed that his sons were not happy with the current arrangement- if he takes one out for the day, the other seven rarely would see him during that time.

So he changed it up. Spend a day with one and have four days with everyone, before taking the next out. Time was meaningless to them anyway and did not follow the seven day a thing... or though Dream keeps bringing up that they would be needing to go to school at some point... but that was years away, so he did not think much on that.

Error would take Red Ink to Warrior Z Tale, to teach Yellow Ink to sew and design dress at a house he bought in Bitty Tale- which is a form of art... still, the others had not picked dress design and dressmaking up- then the others he had taken out for the day, however, none found anything that caught their interest. So Error continued to show them different hobbies for them to try.

Today was their lazy day; meaning they overslept, watched TV or played puzzle games.

Error decided to take them out in the afternoon, to Ink's Garden. Error began showing them his windows- taking them sees the different universes.

Dream came along and the Inks played seek and hide with him.

Error plucked Pink Ink out of the Ink stampede that ran passed him- the small skeleton wiggles for a moment and seeing his father, turns and wraps his arms around his neck, and his legs around his middle.

Error walks over to Ink's coffin- it was raised off the ground with white stone so that the 'sleeping' Ink came just above his hips. On reaching them, he spins around and rests his back against the glass and slides downwards, so his back was now against the stone- while do this, he had unhooked Pink Ink and then settled him on the ground next to him.

"*tomorrow is ya day." Error began with a smile, "when looking through the windows. did ya see anything that caught ya eye?"

Pink Ink stares blankly at him for a moment- Error keeps his gentle smile on his jaws while his waits- Red Ink and Yellow Ink had started talking more and more, so he knew once the others find something, they too would begin to opening up.

Pink Ink smiles, and cuddles against his father's side. He calls to his other selves. And frowns when no reply comes from two.

Then it came.

The two told him to do whatever he wanted.

"*Papa. Pink Ink did see like ..." Pink Ink began, he suddenly glances upwards, towards the glass above, then looks to Error, "er... the swords that came out of fire."

"*' swords that came out of fire'?" Error questions in confusion- in his mind he began to go through the list of AU he had shown them. The only one that matched Pink Ink's words was, "blacksmith? do ya mean blacksmithing?"

"*Blacksmithing?" Pink Ink asks tilting his skull, a trait all his sons shared.

"*metal gets heated to melting point. then formed and hammered into a sword." Error explains loosey, it was not something he was overly familiar with, not know what basic.

"*...hammer..." Pink Ink hums out in thought, then grins boldly, "Yes! The monster had a hammer!"

Error reaches out and opens the window from the universe called 'Laveidem Tale'. An AU where monsters and humans were still at war- here Chara and Frisk had been born together as twins- it takes place in a period where modern technology did not exist and magic overflowed.

Error find the blacksmith and frowns- he could not remember visiting this universe, but he must have at one point since he could only open windows to places he has been to.

"*Swords!" Pink Ink says pointing towards the swords on display in wonder, he turns to his to father and nods his skull pleased, "That's it! I want to do that!"

"*okay. want to see if we can find a blacksmith who will teach ya now?" Error asks with a grin, he raises himself to his feet but keeps himself bent over to help Pink Ink rise.

"*Yes please!" Pink Ink said loudly, the loudest Error had heard him without his brothers around.

Error turns to look for Dream, he was looking behind a giant flower pot that was beside the door. Error saw three little Inks moves around the other side of the pot and out of view.

"*dream!" Error calls to gain his attention, the golden skeleton turns to face him and the glitchy skeleton waves him over.

Dream comes jogging over, he smiles once he reaches Error.

"*Is everything alright?" Dream questions gently, he gazes towards Pink Ink and then to Ink, then quickly looks back to Error.

"*fine. pink ink found a hobby he wants to try." Error told him, grinning towards the window.

Dream looks in with interest and then frowns deeply.

"*Error. I do not think it safe for a child to do that." Dream said firmly, crossing his arms over his chest while raising a browbone.

"*what? there're children working there. look. they seem the same age." Error says with a little glitch, he loves Dream, he really does, but the guardian always seemed to questions him when it came to the Inks.

"*Ink's children are younger in mind." Dream reminds Error, even tapping his own skull to make a point, "even if they were-"

"*its fine." Error said picking him Pink Ink, the child hugs himself to his father, "and when will they be of 'age' they have not grown since i took them out the tank. sci said he does not know what stage their bodies are. they could look like children for a while. and as for their mind. how fast they learn? answer. very fast... once they willing."

"*Do you really want to put Ink's child in that dangerous situation?" Dream says with a heavy sigh, "They may learn well, but they still toddlers in mind. They act like it too."

"*listen. let's just give it a chance. can't be any worst then what red ink is doing." Error said with a grin, "ya approved that. why not this?"

"*What is Red Ink is doing is good for the body, heart, mind and SOUL." Dream said with an angry pout, "This is playing with fire!"

"*i am learning alongside him. just like i'm doing with red ink." Error told Dream keeping his grin on his jaws, but now it was glitching as he pushes down his annoyance, "i won't let anything happen to him. or any one of them."

"Fine. Just do not come to me when this all ends up in tears." Dream finishes with another sigh and placing his hands on his hips.

"*i gonna go now. just to ask around. only be an hour or two." Error says looking away from his love interest, "so..."

"*Yes yes. I shall watch over them." Dream said turning around, he leaps back slightly at the sight of seven little Inks standing just behind him, with empty sockets, "Why do you keep doing this!?"

"*cause they love ya!" Error calls out sweetly to him, opening a portal, "inks! papa taking pink ink out for a while. be good for dream... we don't want a repeat of what happened with that frog."

Dream shivers at the mention of that frog.

"*Yes Papa!" The seven Inks chorus out, grinning boldly towards Dream, a strange glint appearing in their sockets.

Dream took a step away from them.

Nodding Error walks through the portal with Pink Ink, who was giggling wildly. Error did not want to know what he found so amusing, it was no doubt something the other Inks were thinking so.

Error went from blacksmith to blacksmith, looking for someone to teach them- they stopped to do other things along the way. No one was willing and the ERROR could not understand why. Still, he kept trying. Until he uncovers the problem.

"*...a girl. ya not teaching us because i am female?" Error snaps at the hairy monster with a single eye, he was not sure what kind of monster this was- and if these monsters lived in times past, then they should know about skeletons.

Error really was not in the mood to explain this again...

"Yes. This is a male's work. Females should stick to their males, care for their homes and raise their children." The towering monsters gesture to Pink Ink in Error's arms.

Error frowns deeply at the blacksmith, '*why does this monster think i'm female? its not the first thing someone would think when looking at me...'

"*Papa?" Pink Ink questions looking between the giant one-eyed monster, then to his father.

"Papa?" The hairy one-eyed monster said looking very surprised, "You're a male?"

"*both." The glitchy skeleton growls out, "not that i care. but why do ya think i'm female anyway?"

"Tis because of the dress you're wearing, good sir." The blacksmith said, his speech had changed, sounding a little more respectful than moments ago.

"*dress?" Error mumbles and glances downwards, sure enough, it was wearing a black dress that fell to his knees.

Blinking, he remembers that morning, Yellow Ink had come in and asked that they all wear dresses. While he had changed the Inks back to their new striped jumpers and shorts, Error could not be bothered to undress, so went as he was.

Error sighs. That answers that.

"I am truly not taking any apprentices." The monster said regaining Error's attention, "But I do know there is a blacksmith in Snowdonia region, looking for some. Do you have a map? I can mark it for you."

Error reaches into his subspace, or lootbag as it was called here, and pulls out a map he gotten from one of the other towns. Handing it over the giant monster makes a quick mark near the corner and hands it back.

"*thanks." Error said off-handly, staring at the map. The place seemed to be snowy mountains, with only one way in.

"It'll take you two months by carriage." The blacksmith went on, "It may take all of your resources to get there. But if you and your daughter really want to learn. It might be your best bet."

"*skeletons are both. but mostly we go by male. so 'son'." Error corrects the monster, he pulls his map away and turns away- it really did not matter. It just skeletons went by male pronoun mainly, so after thinking his children as 'sons' it was weird to think as 'daughters' unless one came up to him and asked to be called 'daughter'.

"Ah. Sorry." The monster said not sounding sorry, "I guess since she wearing pink, I thought she was a girl."

Error remembers this from somewhere: Pink for girls, blue for boys.

"*i didn't know that females bought the rights to own a colour." Error comments dryly as he leaves the shop and comes to be in the main street once more.

He looks down at Pink Ink- the child was wearing a black jumper with a pink stripe across, black shorts and his pink bandanna around his skull. He had made all of the Inks these jumpers with all them having their colour in the stripe.

Striped jumpers were a universal way of telling monsters that this was a child since different monsters grow up at different times. In the time it takes for the Inks to reach adulthood, their little rabbit friend will be a great-grandfather.

Of course, they had missed the beginning stages, they had acted like babies at first. There was no way telling what stage of their childhood the bodies were in; even Sci was unsure how far along they were- The scientist offered to give them tests every year, in order to know when it was time to start schooling.

With most monsters comparing them to human standards, they normally state- 'they look such and such age' Something even Error picked up on. Because he thought they look about 'ten years old', as in comparing them by the height of a human child.

However, they might not grow to look a 'teenager' for another twenty to thirty years.

Error smiles, he leans down slightly and rubs his cheeks against Pink Ink's cheek. He did not mind them like this- he had a sense of purpose since becoming a father. And his insane moments had greatly dropped.

While he had been working in the Star Council, he never really felt like he belonged- that they only kept him around because he was strong.

But with his little ones, he felt like he was needed. Truly needed. And loved.

If Ink was here... would he still have these feelings? Would Ink have had help raise the children with him, or back away as Dream had done? The first year had been a struggle and he had many times felt like abandoning them- but the Inks kept reaching for to him. And he struggled a little longer.

He was happy he did.

Moving away from his son, he smiles at the child. Raising a hand Error opens a portal back to Ink's Garden and hurries through, planning on finding the blacksmith later.

The glitch halts when he sees the chaos the Inks had done...

Remembering what one of #13's friends had told him, he gazes upwards.

There was different coloured webbing above- made from paint. In the centre was tied up Dream; face to face with him was Cross- who was here for some reason. Both were blushing so much, that their magic had coloured their whole skulls, making them look like a nightlight.

"*the hell?" Error mumbles leaning down to place Pink Ink on the ground.

"*got that right." Another voice answers from the shadowy part of the building, turning he sees a grumpy looking Nightmare, tied together with Killer on the wall.

Error did the only reasonable thing.

He laughs. Loudly.

XD ~ DX

The sleeping skeleton was having a great dream.

Error was with him. Right beside him. He watches as his glitch leans over him... but something was in the way.

Next Error watches many different universes with him. Asking questions. Wanting his answers.

Then Dream was there. Playing with him. He broke up into many parts. Jumping out on his friend any chance he got.

Error was amused.

Then the glitch takes one of him away, settling down together.

After talking with Dream about things he did not understand, they left for a universe. And had a great day out. They saw different sights of a medieval-looking castle town. They ate foods they would not normally try and saw some street performing.

During this time, he played with Dream too. Cross came to play. Nightmare was there too. Killer popped in to say hello.

But playing with Error was the best.

Soon it was over and they seemed to be heading back. Then Error rubs his cheek against his... he felt loved.

How could he feel without his paints?

Wait? What's this? Dream and Cross are cuddling together... But Dream was dating Error right? That was how this dream was going... as sad as it was...

The sleeping skeleton was no longer happy. He summons his parts and felt his best friend needed to be taught a lesson.

XD ~ DX

Pink Ink was Pink Ink.

He had learned over the last couple of months. It was hard to think themselves apart.

And at first, he did not want to be parted from his other parts.

However, after seeing how two of his other selves were getting on, how happy they felt, he decided to give it a try.

...

Red Ink. Yellow Ink.

Red Ink was Red Ink.

Yellow Ink was Yellow Ink.

He needed to remember this.

Pink Ink goes over to him selves and began to relate everything. Leaving nothing out. Keeping his memories to himself like he was told. His other se- his brothers exchanged their own story.

About Dream and Cross.

Pink Ink burned with angry, remembering Dream promising forever with his father.

Dream can no longer be trusted with Error... unless Error forgives him, they could too. Until then they had to reveal this however to Error... but wouldn't that hurt Error- their Papa.

Pink Ink bows his skull, he informs this to his other selves and then to bow their skulls. They were now at a loss as to what to do.