-Chapter Start-

After a week, Error was once more walking back into TailoredTale and feeling better then ever.

For the first time in many years, Error destroyed way more then he should have. He honestly lost count after destroying over twenty AU's. They were a bunch of young AU's as well as copies, Ink would have to be in a very creative streak to tip the Balance over into his favor. Hell, the Balance isn't even tipped in Error's favor either. There are way too many AU's for that to happen unless Error destroyed hundreds of AU's if not thousands. Right now the Balance was just not close to being completely turned over - meaning that it wasn't close to being too over crowded like usual.

This should give Error a lot more free time unless Ink decides to go on and create a ton in the next few days. It would be like the vacation that Error never had because Fate was a bitch. Sure, Fate may be slightly angry that he destroyed WAY more then needed, but they can't be too angry as the Balance is not in his favor and he was just doing his job. And Error knows for sure Ink isn't happy, but at least he didn't get into a fight with the creator. Error targeted copies from AU's that had a ton of copies. It was honestly a long time coming for those copies.

Taking a step into the endless white, Error started walking to where he knew Shears would be. The pass times he had came it had been the same place, so it was the best place to look for him.

"ShEaRS? i'M BaC-" Error came to the usual spot, only to stop mid-sentence and move.

Shears was on the ground, laid out as if he had either fallen or someone pushed him, knocked out. His scissors on the ground near him as well. Error was kneeling by the smaller skeleton's side before he even knew what he was doing.

Error's instincts flared, his magic going out and searching. He had to find the threat. What if Ink or Fate finally did something, finally came to take Shears, someone who is his, away from him? No, Error wouldn't allow that. Everything roared in him, magic and SOUL pumping as he tried to find anything off about the white and threads surrounding the two of them. Eyes roamed everywhere as he leaned down to check on Shears.

He lightly lifted the other in his arm so that the smaller was sitting up, careful in case there were injuries that he didn't know about it. "ShEARS." Error lowly called out, keeping his senses alert as he looked down the fallen skeleton. Looking over the other's sleeping face, Error was slightly relived to see no injuries on his skull at least. "ShEaRS!"

Shears's eyes slowly opened, and if Error was in the right frame of mind he would have noticed that Shears's eyelights were completely normal at that moment. But Error was more concerned on more important things at the moment; Like just who the hell came into Tailoredtale and tried something on someone Error has claimed as his own. Blinking once more, Shears's eyes went back to their usual shapes and colors once he realized just who was holding him.

"O-Oh my!" Shears flushed in embarrassment. This was not how he wanted to greet his friend once he came back. "I'm so-"

"ShEaRS." Shears stilled when Error shifted so that he was leaning over him protectively, wrapping his arm around him as to keep him still. Soon, both were face to face, Error's eyes glowing with power. "WHeRE iS tH ."

"T-Threat?" Shears breathed out, not understanding. He shivered, feeling Error's magic and power, destruction, curling around him as if protecting him. "My dear Error, I don't-"

"WhO hURt yOU." It wasn't a question that Error lowly rumbled out. "i'L wiTH tHEM. mAKE thE ."

Now Shears understood. Error saw him laying on the ground and must have thought someone had came in and hurt him. The smaller could see anger and vengeance in Error's eyes, but he could also see worry and concern. How long has it been since someone worried over him? That someone held concern over him and protected him? Happiness and joy bubbled within him, making him giggle aloud.

Error blinked, relaxed yet tense. Error lifted his head a bit, keeping his eyes on Shears. "...DId tHEY hIT yoUR hEaD?"

"N-No! Ffuffuffuffuff!" Shears shook his head, leaning into Error as he giggled up a storm. "I am sorry Error, forgive me. There is no one here other then us."

With that admission, the power and magic, the feeling of destruction, was gone once more. It hit Shears that Error had very tight control of himself to be able to pull in and hide so much of his own aura, let alone power and magic. Error titled his head, relaxing his arm so that Shears was no longer pressed up against him, and sat down fully.

"thEN WHaT hapPENED?" Error asked in confusion, brows frowned as he tried to understand. "whY WeRE yOU KnoCkED ouT ON thE grOUND iF iT waSN'T BEcauSE SOMEoNE huRT yOU?"

"Ah, it is because my magic can only support my well being and body." Shears explained lightly, lightly flushed at being in Error's arms. "Forgive me, I should have told you sooner. When I use my magic, my well being wavers and declines." Seeing Error's worried expression, Shears lightly giggled. "Do not worry! The small sleep I have gotten was enough to replenish my magic and energy for me to function correctly."

"OH..." Error sighed out, relieved. While still slightly worrying, at least it wasn't because Ink or Fate decided to pay Shears a visit. Hell, he was worried they finally found out that he has a friend at all. Now though, there was still a bit of worry. Shears could not use magic outside his body for fighting. This essentially made him defenseless in a way that honestly made Error's instincts go to the roof. What if he passed out in the middle of someone attacking him? This was not good, not good at all. Error would have to keep a better eye out for danger to Shears. "bE MoRe caRefUL."

"I will." Shears promised as Error let him go. The glitch stood, helping him up. "I apologize for worrying you so..." Shears sadly sighed out, only to become flustered when Error didn't let go of his hands, thumbs lightly trailing the stitching on his hand.

"IT's fINe." Error waved off the apology, things like this happens after all. It's like when Error is too hurt to move in a way. Then Error remembered the good news. "i WiL BE abLe tO STay LONger THis tiMe." Error grinned, feeling a bit proud when Shears beamed up at him.

"Really?!" Shears smiled brightly, eyes dancing in delight and joy. "This is wonderful news!"

Straightening, Error felt pride. Maybe he wasn't so bad at this friend stuff after all. "i dOn'T KNow HOw lONg I GOt, BUt iT SHoULd BE At leaSt a WEek...UNleSs InK gEts inTo oNe oF HIs 'creAtIVe' MOods." Error explained to the smaller one.

All Shears could feel was over enjoyment. His wonderful, precious friend had made so much time for him even though it was against the rules. He could read in between the lines. The only way for Error to have so much time would be to destroy many worlds, more then he was told to. And while Shears was sadden this must happen, the sadness was beaten down by the sheer joy and delight at having Error with him for so long. It was even better because Error did this just for him, no one else.

"Oh, Error." Shears sighed in happiness, looking up at Error gently. "Thank you. But I am sorry to say there is not much to do in my quiet white world."

"THen WE'lL mAKe SOmETHIng tO DO." Error bluntly told the dress wearing skeleton. Error paused, thinking on what he could do when it hit him. Sure, he only did it for the Charas before, but maybe Shears would like it too. "DOeS THe QUieT BUg yOu TOo?"

Shears tilted his head with a sad smile. "Yes, it does. But do not worry, I am used to it."

Error shook his head, looking off to the side with a slight yellow tint to his cheeks. Shears had to stop himself from giggling once he realized that Error was feeling either shy or embarrassed.

"i hAVe TO GraB SoMeThinG FrOM THe anTi-VOID." Error declared, finally letting go of Shears's hands. "IT shOulD only TAKe a FeW minUtEs."

Shears frowned lightly, but nodded his head in positive anyway. He hated to be away from Error so soon after he got here even if it wouldn't take so long, but he was patient. Shears would wait years if he had too. Luckily, Error would never do that to him.

Watching Error make a portal and walk through it, Shears was pleasantly surprised when the portal did not disappear. The portal showed endless white much like his own world, yet it felt colder. Shivering, Shears stood still as he waited for Error to come back to him.

It didn't take long for Error to come back, the portal leaving once the taller skeleton was back. To his shock, Error was carrying a instrument case with him. He watched in pure surprise as Error knelt down and unlocked the case, opening it to show that it was a violin.

"i PlAy maNy DifFereNt STrInG inStrumENts." Error admitted as he took out the violin's vow and rosin, getting it ready for use after tightening up the bow. "BUt i'M bEsT AT THe vIolIn."

"Oh my goodness Error, it is a lovely instrument." Shears complemented. It truly was too. Shears could tell it was high quality dark wood and well taken care of. But something confused him. "But I do not understand why you brought it here." Shears tilted his head, watching Error tune the violin.

Error frowned lightly, standing up with the violin and it's bow in his hands. "YOu saID tHe QuiEt buGGeD yOu. SO I'M goiNg TO MaKe iT LeSS QuIeT." Error put the violin on his shoulder, bow raised to be used, and then glanced down at Shears. "I'Ll PLaY yOU sOmEthIng so thAt iT iS BEttEr, JuSt lIke i dO FOr thE KiDs...UNlEss YoU dOn'T wAn'T ME To. I GoT OThEr sTrinG instRUMents, i couLd plAy a DIffeRent oNE."

'He's going to play me a whole music number...just because I mentioned I did not like how quiet it was here.' Shears's face was overtaken by pink, flattered and flustered at Error's actions. "Ffuffu! No, please. It would honor me so to hear you play." Shears sat down carefully, picking up his scissors and putting them into his sleeve once more. Shifting, Shears checked his sleeves, smiling once he saw that his little Error doll was still safety tucked inside. Relaxing, Shears looked up at Error with admiration. The once lonely skeleton had such a caring friend.

Seeing that Shears was fine with him playing something, Error put his chin on the chin rest and poised the bow above the strings. Closing his eyes, he let the notes come to his head. Once grasped in his hold, he brought down the bow swiftly and gracefully. The solo has started.

The classical music came out, and to Shears it was telling a story. It filled the almost empty whiteness with a melody unlike Shears had ever heard. The gentle sounds that turned darker, not quite harsh yet it had the power to, then how it wavered as if the instrument - the music - itself was crying. It felt alive, much like his threads did. Bright yet dark, calming yet harsh, sad yet happy. The song that Error was playing, the story that he was telling, reminded Shears of Error himself.

The music was a walking contradiction, yet it made something so enthralling. Just like Error himself.

Sadly, much too soon to Shears, the music finished. Error lifted the bow, opening his eye sockets once more as the final note echoed out. His eyes unfocused, thoughts and whispers in his head, but was quickly jolted out of that and focused to attention when soft yet energetic clapping sounded out after just as the final note ended.

Taking the violin off his shoulder, Error lowered his arms and looked down to see Shears brightly smiling up at him while clapping, eyes shinning brighter with something Error couldn't identify. Remembering what he saw other musicians do, Error did the proper bow, making Shears clap a bit louder. Then he straitened with a small lopsided smile. It was nice to share his music with someone. While the Charas do listen to it as well, they would rather make noise by playing or talking. And Error understood that, most were children after all, so he usually just played games with them or taught them some new tricks. This just made this a bit better is all, especially as Shears seemed to like his music.

"My dear Error, you must have so much talent!" Shears gushed, giggling lightly when Error slowly started to turn yellow. "You have my sincerest thanks for letting me hear you play."

"...ARE yOU FeELinG bEttER?" Shears blinked at that sudden question, looking up at Error confused. "YoU FainTeD. aRE yOU feELiNG bEttER? DiD mY mUSIc hELp yoU?" Error asked, his full attention on the sitting Monster.

Shears put a hand to his chest, feeling so many emotions at once. To have someone care so much for him, to worry over him, was too much for him. Stars knows how long he has been in this endless white, isolated from the rest of the Multiverse. Then this Forced God comes in, bloodied and scarred, and takes him as his own. Shears was no longer alone, he was now something to someone. He had someone who cared for him.

"Y-Yes..." Error shifted, Shears eyes were now alight with something Error couldn't understand. Smile giving off something positive and his face was now flushed. Maybe he was getting sick? Fainting from magic depletion was never a good thing, that much Error at least knows even if that was something he sure is impossible to happen to him. If he can get up from being cut in half, then he's sure having very low magic levels - and that's only if he can have low magic levels. His magic, all his stats, are glitched beyond glitched - are going to do nothing to him. "You have made me feel better. More then better even, I have not felt this good in many years."

"oH..." Error tilted his head, kneeling down to put away his violin. "SaME!" Error grinned to Shears as he put everything away. "i hAVEn'T felT liKE thIS iN a lONG TimE...WhiLE SanE. mY INSanITY DayS aRE sTiLL a BiT blURRy." Error muttered at the end, trying to think on it. But in the end, this was all the truth to Error. He now had a friend, someone who enjoys hanging out with him even though he is essentially a mass murderer with the highest body count in the whole Multiverse. Error has even taken more SOULS then Reaper has, as ReaperTale had came after him and Error actually does his job unlike Reaper - who honestly has some issues from what Error could tell. Reaper acted like he killed people and Monsters himself, but all he did was take the SOULS of the ones who are already dead. And then he acts like it's Error's fault for him reaping others, when in fact that Error is just doing his job like Reaper himself. Never mind that he lazes around, foster offs his job to his brother, admits proudly to being a sadist, and has tried to kill Chaos more then once for just doing their own job too. What is balance without chaos after all?

In the end, Error can safely say that Reaper needs some professional help.

And this was coming from Error himself. The skeleton Monster who knows he has too many issues to count himself. But then again, Error will admit to needing professional help, but all the help in the world wouldn't do anything. His issues are too far away from mortal ones after all, no one would be able to. He would also admit that all Monsters in some way or another need professional help. But do they go get it when they can in a post-pacifist run for whatever time they have before the human child screws with them all again? No. No, they don't. Because no one like that can help them. RESETS are not something a normal person would believe to.

But what about unprofessional help? There are ton of other Sanses they could talk to about this, but do they? No.

The only thing that bugs Error is that they all have the chance to get help, to make friends and love so freely, where he doesn't and they squander it. They could build a support system, yet they chose not to. Seeing it as if they were the only ones suffering. Error had made support systems for the Charas and Dark Sanses, they all know what to do if he is not there as he can't be there all the time. If they fall back, there will be others to catch them. Error himself didn't have a support system, he had no one to fall back on. Children should not have to deal with the adult's problems, the adult should not talk or use the child as a sounding board or anything like that. Error sees them as his, but not as his friends. They are his to protect, even from himself and his problems. They should not hear his issues and problems like that, not when their world is already fucked up for being just who they are and their jobs.

All Sanses and those in their place are more alike then they like to admit to. At least Error knows and accepts to being fucked up beyond help. The others are still in denial about themselves, trying to push their issues and problems on others. Making scapegoats to make them feel better. Error would know, he's the more commonly used scapegoat.

It's one of the reasons he is trying so hard to be a good friend, to try his best for Shears. Shears is much like him in many ways, and the opposite in even more ways. This is Error's chance to have something good, to have a light in his life. To have someone to hang out with and have fun without worry about being stab in the back or to worry too much. With the Charas, he worries for them all the time. Fate be damned for doing this to children, for scarring them so. With Nightmare's gang, he worries that Ink is finally going to get ride of them all. To finally twist them into something like he is. He never wants anyone to go through what he has went through.

With Shears on the other hand, while worrying that Ink and Fate will find him and take him away, Error doesn't have to worry too hard as Shears is not apart of the balance and no one knows about him. Gives the other Monster more freedom in ways Error will never experience. But then again, with him being around Shears, it might bring more trouble to the other...If not needed, Shears can easily be removed. Not that Error would allow that, but Fate and Ink or just about anyone would try something that might end badly for everyone... 'Shit. I don't think I thought this through all the way...There are so many ways this could go wrong! Then again, that is the definition of 'winging it'...Oh stars, this is all going to end horribly isn't it? This is why I don't deserve nice things like friends or freedom to make choices...'

While Error was having these deep, twisting, downhill thoughts, trying to think on just what he was doing with doubts now swirling in his mind, Shears was too flustered to even speak.

Error just told Shears that he felt better just by meeting him, just by seeing him.

It made him want to cry. Finally. Finally, Shears now had a friend. Not at all like THEM. Error wasn't a fake, Error was pure in ways that he shouldn't be yet is. Error wouldn't leave him all alone, he would keep coming back because it makes Error's day. All the better for Shears, who would never let his friend go for anything for Error's visits make Shears's day as well.

"Error..." Error was pulled from his downward spiral thoughts from the gentle call. Shaking his head to move the thoughts away from him, he turned his attention to Shears as he closed the violin case with everything properly put away in it. "What is it you wish to do now?" Shears questioned with a smile, happy to do whatever as long as he was with Error.

"...havE yOU EvER lEfT thIS plAcE?" Error questioned, looking around at all the colorful threads and endless white that made up TailoredTale. Shears had once mentioned to him during the sawing lesson he gave the other that this world used to not look like this. Error took it that this small AU used to be a Undertale or something like that before changing up, a copy that turned original. It wouldn't be the first time it has happened - Aftertale anyone? - and it sure wouldn't be the last. But Error has no idea the details on it, which is fine to him, and if the other has ever seen a post-pacifist rout. "bEEn AboVE grOUND?"

"No. I am sad to say I have yet to leave this place in any way." Shears sadly smiled, shaking his head in negative.

"thEN i'LL TakE yOU ouT. WhEREevER yOU WanT." Error answered, thinking on the places he would have to avoid. Most OuterTales were out unless they were just developing or in the middle of a run with the human child. A lot of small worlds - those that are not AU's. Much like TailoredTale, they are small and one dimensional. Though, unlike this world he was in, they did not have any Sanses in them. - and underdeveloped AU's should be fine as long as Ink or Dream isn't there. A Post-Pasifist rout could be done too, that way they could go anywhere in the world technically as Monsters have been freed - for however long it lasts before a RESET. "whAT kIND oF woRLD dO yOU wanT tO sEE fiRsT?"

SOUL pounding, Shears was stunned and couldn't speak. He never thought of leaving, thought there was no way for him to leave. It wasn't like he could teleport, that would take too much magic. And he wasn't like Error, who could make portals to other worlds like it was easy as eating candies. This little world of his has just gotten bigger, way bigger.

'Do not go! This is a trap! You will only get hurt in the end, too many unknowns!'

Ignoring the voice, Shears lifted up a hand to Error, eyes hopeful and dazed. 'It doesn't matter if it is dangerous.' Shears smiled softly when Error reached down and took his hand. 'Error will protect me from all such things.'

Even with that thought, it seemed to be too much. To just leave right now scared him, yet at the same time it was something he wanted more then ever. To see the worlds, to see just how different they are. Apprehension gripped him... But maybe Error has a way out of this? To help him ease in to leaving?

"I...I would love to do so, yet I am terrified my dear Error." Error blinked, rubbing his stitching once more and giving him his full attention. Even flustered, Shears forged on. "I-I know you will protect me if something dreadful were to happen...yet while I want to leave, I am wavering as it seems to big of a jump."

Error hummed at what Shears was telling him. He didn't understand what the other was saying too well. No, he got it, but he didn't understand why Shears felt this way. When in the Anti-VOID, all Error wanted to do was leave. But the why doesn't matter, all that matters is that Shears is feeling this way. Besides, there was a easy fix to this.

"okAY thEN." Error nodded to show that he got what the smaller was saying. "iF yOU Don'T WanT tO lEavE juST yET, iT's oKAY. iNSTeaD oF takING yOU ANywhERE, i'LL shOW yOU EvERYthING."

Just as Shears opened his mouth to ask something, Error was already moving. With a snap of his fingers, one-way portals came alive all around them.

Shears's eyes widened in surprise and amazement as colors even more colorful then his threads came to life. Soft noises coming from each portal, each one showing something new and inspiring in a way.

Seeing Shears trying to look at every portal at the same time made Error snort in amusement. It reminded him of a child almost, seeing something new for the first time. Gaining Shears's attention once more, Error pointed to the portal closest portal, it showed a AU made out of gingerbread. "thEsE pORtaLS aRE aLL oNE-WAY. mEanING thAT WE CaN sEE anD hEaR thEM, tHEY caN'T sEE oR hEaR uS. iT's lIKE a TV yOU couLD saY." Error smirked, looking to all the worlds playing around them. "thIS IS onLY a SMaLL pORtiON oF thE mulTIvERsE, vERY SMaLL. jUSt lET mE knOW iF yOU WanT TO sEE soMEthING diFFEREnt oR tHE kIND yoU WanT TO sEE. I'M SuRE i CaN fiND iT oR soMEthiNG cloSE TO iT."

"Amazing..." Shears breathed out, eyes sparkling at all the different worlds. One world caught his eye, Monsters and people wearing clothing much like his own or looked like it. "What is that one Error?"

With that, Error started to explain and show Shears all the different places. Quieting some portals to hear others better, enlarging others to see them better, as the Destroyer explained all that he knew about whatever world or AU had caught Shears attention. Shears soon found out that Error didn't care what questions he asked, the glitch would answer the best that he can. Eventually, both were sitting, watching what Error called 'Undernovela' and sharing the chocolate that Error had given Shears the last visit. While Error might not need to eat, he still ate it after he offered.

"My dear Error," Error hummed, tilting his head to look at him. A Spanish guitar playing all around them from the portal. "you know you do not have to do all this for me." Shears couldn't help but tell the other. He would hate for the other to be obliged to do anything for him. Just having Error by him, to see him, was enough for him. "This is doing too much." Shears shook his head with a giggling, only to stop and freeze when another bigger hand grabbed his, another larger hand coming to cup his cheek. Looking up, he was greeted with Error looking down at him with a serious face.

"i hAVE tO Do tHIs, tHIS anD mORE." Error disagreed bluntly, making Shears's eyes widen. "yOU DOn'T KNOKW thIS shEaRS, bUT yOU aRE tHE bEst tHinG to HAPpEN tO ME iN maNY YEaRS. fOR thE fiRsT tIME, i HAvE a FRIEND. aND EvEN thoUGH i aM pUTTIng yOU IN DangER bY juST seEing yOU, YoU Don'T MINd." The taller skeleton looked so confused and shocked at this, like he couldn't understand why anyone would want to see him. "i hAVE nO iDEa whaT I AM doINg. i AM bROkEN iN manY WaYS, mY mIND iS noT hEalthY anD i DOn'T unDeRstaND SoCiaL inTeRActIONs. sO i'M pReTTY muCh wiNGinG thiS aLL. ANd do yOU knOW whY?" Shears lightly shook his head in negative, SOUL fluttering and pounding. "bEcauSE yOU DesERve IT. yOU aRE onE oF mINE, AS i aM onE of yOURs. i DON'T haVE muCh to CaLL my oWN, yOU knoW? i DOn'T havE manY tO spOil eiTHER." Error grinned largely, thumb running up and down on Shears's stitching. "i miGhT mEsS uP a loT, buT thIS iS thE ONLy WaY i CaN shoW yOU WhaT yOU MEaN tO mE. thE bEsT ThiNG tO EvER hapPENEd tO mE desERvEs thE bEsT, riGHT? i miGHt noT bE thE GreatEST FriEND, buT i WanT tO tRY aND bE."

...ba-thump...

"I-I see..." Breathing out, Shears could feel his SOUL going a thousand miles a hour. Face feeling too hot and feeling so dizzy, Shears couldn't breath. Lifting up a hand, Shears cupped the larger hand on his cheek with a lightly shaking hand.

...ba-thump...

Looking up at Error, Shears was hit with what the other was doing for him. Error was putting so much on the line to see him, doing all that he can for Shears just because he can. Error called him the 'best thing to ever happen to him' so bluntly and truthfully. Error truly belived that Shears was the best to happen to him, that he deserved the best just because of this 'fact' alone.

...ba-ba-thump...

Taking so much time, so much dedication, just to use it for Shears. Error was doing so much just for him. The taller has just essentially said that he would do just about anything for him. Dedication. Error has already given him something so priceless - just being near the other was enough for him!

...ba-thump-ba-thump...

Yet Error has gone beyond the call of friendship. He has given Shears gifts, one made by his own hand and magic, putting his own self into the gift. He went to protect Shears even when there was no threat, had been ready to fight to the death for Shears - Shears could still see that fire burning in Error's eyes as he held him close, magic wrapping all around him as if it was a shield. He has played him music so that he wouldn't be drowned in the silence, so that Shears could feel better. He offered to take him anywhere, yet when Shears admitted to wanting to yet was terrified to right at the moment, Error made the worlds come to him instead of taking him to the worlds.

...thump-thump-ba-thump...

"Error..." breathing out in a whisper, the guitar still playing from the portal was only background noise to him now, Shears looked only to Error. "My dear sweet Error...you are too good to me."

...ba-thump...

Error chuckled, and all Shears could see was Error bathed in the golden light coming from the portal. Music playing in the background as Error softly talked to him with a laughter in his voice. "i WouLDn'T go tHAt FaR. bUT iN tHE ENd, hoW coULd i bE anyThiNG bUT tO SucH a EnChanTIng, devinE skELEtON liKE yOU?"

..Ba-ba-thump!...

'Oh...' Shears thought to himself, flustered beyond belief. What was going on finally hitting him across the face, realization dawning on him. 'Oh my goodness...'

'So this is what falling in love feels like.'

-End Chapter-

Here it is! I hope you all like it!

I have been in contact with JuneTheGlassesBearer to make sure that Shears is as close to as they made him to be. Answering any and all questions I have on Shears, no matter if they seem stupid or random. Everything from likes to dislikes, to his background and how his magic works, to even how Shears would react to certain things or people in the setting of this story. They even gave me permission to take liberties with him and change him up a bit if I have to - but I don't want to do that. I love Shears just the way he is, and I want him to shine in this with Error.

One of the questions I had asked was how would Shears realize that he is in love, has a crush, or just falling for him in general. After all, Error is obvious to others feelings and it would either take something drastic or random for him to realize his feelings. JuneTheGlassesBearer told me that Shears would realize it after seeing how Error treats him, how much dedication and thought he puts into everything for Shears alone. Just how YOLO Error is in their friendship - Which I laughed at this part because it is so true! Error is so YOLO in this friendship!

There is also the fact that Error is a unconscious and not intentional at all romantic and flirt. What he sees as 'truths', others see as flirting. What lengths he goes for others can come off as romantic at times because of how far he is willing to go. With how dedicated, YOLO, and everything else that makes Error, well Error, Shears wouldn't take long to fall for Error. JuneTheGlassesBearer told me that Shears would realize his feelings for the other easily when realizing just how much Error does and is doing for him.

So, a big thanks for JuneTheGlassesBearer once more for doing this and giving me permission to use their OC, the lovely Shears!

Also, Error knows he is fucked up in the mind and SOUL, that he has issues beyond issues and is kinda okay with it. Oh, he hates his job, the situation he is in for life, and a lot more things that are going on in his life, but he is fine with the fact that he is broken in ways that would kill others. What angers him is that the other Sanses and Monsters have the chance to get help, to make a support system, and in general have friends and find love, and then don't - where as Error doesn't have that kind of choices or chances. It's why he is so happy and trying so hard with Shears, as he has never had this kind of chance.

It's also one of the reasons Error has been going back and forth with how worried he should be over Shears. This is new territory for Error, and it shows.

Error refuses to talk to the Charas and Nightmare's gang about his problems because he sees them as his children unknowingly. Parents should not dump their problems on their kids, it's not healthy to do so and can mess up the child for life. While Error might not think so, he is a good parent as shown in my other stories that have Papa!Error.

The chapter name is because of Shears realizing his feelings if you couldn't tell.

Now, on to the next chapter I go! I will bring my OTP to life even if it is the last thing I do!