I'm so happy that there are people excited for this story! I thought I would be the only one to like it. Here is the next chapter~

-Chapter Start-

"HErE wE aRE!" Error called out as he ran to the RUINS door.

"Slow down! What if you slip!" Ink yelled out after him, holding in a laugh. 'He's like a child.' Ink thought to himself, amused as he watch Error excitedly tap on the door.

"Hello?" The Voice questioned after a few taps.

"I bRoNG SaNS~" Error told the Voice proudly. No had ever asked him to do something for them. 'And The Voices thought I would be worthless!'

"Thank-you, may I speak with him privately for a moment?" The Voice asked him.

Error pouted and tilted his head, why would they need him to go? Ink walked up to the door and smiled softly at Error. "There is a a station not far from here." Error perked up, he's never heard that world before. 'I wonder what a station is?'

"It's in the next big clearing, past the bridge." Ink explained, pointing to where Error should go. "Why don't you wait there in till were done here?" Ink watch as Error's eyes seemed to sparkle. 'Yes, just like a child.'

Error rolled that thought in his head for a moment before turning to the door. "YoU wiL sTiLl aNsWeR mY quEstIoNS?"

The Voice answered in a gentle, soothing tone. "Yes, after my talk with Sans I will answer more questions if you like."

Error frowned, then nodded. "OkAY." Error then turned and started walking back down the road.

"i WonDER wHaT a BrIdgE lOoKs liKE..oR wHAT iT doEs..."

Ink's sockets widen as he turned around so quickly he about fell. "He doesn't know what a bridge is!?" Ink was just about to run after Error when Toriel spoke.

"That is not all he doesn't know."

Ink's head turned back to the door it cracked. "What do you mean?"

"He asked me what color this door was, what snow, trees, and the RUINS are...In fact it seems like he has no idea what anything is." Toriel informed him in a stern, but sad voice.

"H-How is that..." Ink trailed off, not knowing how to finish the sentience. 'Well it's obvious he's not this worlds Sans. The only question is where he came from.'

"He said he never left a 'White room' in till now, this is his first time actually being outside!" Toriel answered, anger clear in her voice.

"That's not right...D-Do you think he was..." Ink trailed off again, not wanting to say aloud what he thought. As if saying it would make it true.

"Abused, yes, yes I do." Toriel had no hesitation or problem in saying it like Ink did. "That is why I have asked for you."

Ink blinked, not really understanding in what she was getting at. "...And you wanted me to do..?"

"You have promised me to watch over the next human child that comes through," Toriel began. Ink was just glad she can't see him wince at that promise. "I want you to promise me one more thing if you can."

Ink gulped "I..I really don't like making promises" 'Especially ones meant for other people.'

"I know this." Toriel sighed "But I beg of you to make me one more."

Ink shifted, thinking about it. He suppose he could do this one thing right? And its not like Toriel will ask this worlds Sans about it, she wont remember after a reset. So there is no real reason why he couldn't make a promise.

"O-Okay...What do you want me to promise for?" Ink questioned, already having a feeling what it was about.

"I want you to watch over and protect the Monster that was just here." Ink flinched back, that was a big thing to ask for. "I would if I could, but sadly I can not leave the RUINS, so I ask of you to do this for me."

Ink tilted his head. It wasn't like Error was horrible from what little time he spent with him, but why would she ask this? "You really want this badly, huh?"

"I worry he will get hurt or killed from not understanding anything about the world." Ink shivered as Toriel stated this bluntly. Ink wanted to argue back, but...'He didn't know what a bridge was or is! What if he tries to walk off said bridge?!'

"I would rather trust him with you, what if a bad Monster got a hold of him?" Toriel finished sadly, as if thinking of that happening.

Ink closed his eyes, not wanting to picture that happening to anybody. He knew some bad Monsters 'Like Fresh' Ink shivered in disgust at the thought. "I-I promise I will watch over and protect him." 'He is just like a child, every child needs a protector right?'

"Oh, thank the heavens!" Toriel sighed in relief. "I was worried I was asking too much of you!"

Ink smiled at the door, just imaging Toriel's smiling face. "No, no. Its okay. I wouldn't want him to get hurt ether. I just wonder what had happened to him to not know anything."

"I wonder that too, and about the 'White room' as well." Toriel agreed, her voice wavering. "But I am afraid to ask, I fear the answers I would get."

Ink gulped, not wanting to think about that at this moment. "Well, I will bring him back after I explain some things." Ink tried to smile "He seemed very excited to ask you some questions!"

"Yes." Toriel laughed with a sad undertone "I will answer his questions, even if they do shatter my soul at thinking of what he must of been through to not understand."

Ink sighed as he started walking to the clearing, he walked as slow as he could. He had a few many things he needed to think about before he got to Error.

First things first, Ink never created Error. Ink never forgets any AU or Sans he has ever made, there is no use denying that. Ink paused just before the bridge. Ink glanced down the big hole, and was filled with relief when he didn't see Error down there. 'One worry off the list.'

Ink looked down at his feet in thought. If he never made Error, then where did he come from? And what is this 'White Room'? Why does Error not think he is a Sans? Every Sans on some level knows of the Multiverse and that there is more then one Sans. Is Error's AU nothing but the color white? Why did Error not understand what trees or snow was? Every AU had some form of plant life, if you don't count Flowey.

Ink closed his eyes in frustration. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. 'Thinking and wondering like this will get me nowhere.' Ink slowly opened his eyes and looked across the bridge. 'I just have to ask and make some form of sense of the answers I get.'

With that decision, Ink started to cross the bridge.

'I can't help but wonder though, where is this AU's Sans? He usually would be at the RUINS doors by now.'

-With Error, a few moments before Ink made his promise-

Error slowly inched his way across the bridge. He glanced over the sides and gulped. 'That is a long way down.' With that horrifying thought, he inched his way faster. "I wANt OfF tHiS sO cAlLeD 'BrIDgE'!"

Soon Error sighed in bliss when his feet crunched on top of the snow on the other side of the bridge. He moved his head back to look at the bridge, it seemed to sway in some nonexistence wind. Error tugged at his hood and shivered as he ran from the bridge. 'That must be a death trap! It moved and creaked too much to be considered safe!'

Error panted as he stopped in a big clearing. Error took in a big breath, trying to regain his breath, and look around. There was a big rock, a weird shaped object, a pile of snow, and a big object in the back.

Error just glanced at the rock, before dismissing it entirely. There were more interesting things to try and figure out.

Error walked around the weirdly shaped object, not know what it was for. 'It's purple!' Error thought smugly at knowing what color it was. He poked and prodded it until he poked at it too hard. "AH!" Error yelped as it fell to the ground. Error looked around, afraid someone had seen him do that. Error then grabbed the purple object and righted it as fast as he could. Error quickly decided to move on to the next thing of interest.

Error then moved on to the pile of snow. Error just crocked his head at it, confused. 'Why would anyone want to make a pile of snow? Is it meant to do something? Is it for something?' Error quickly decided to move on before he gets a headache from all the questions swimming in his head.

Finally Error made it to the big object in the back. Error lifted a hand, then slowly poke it. Error quickly snatched his hand back and then waited with suspicious eyes. After a few minuets pass, Error figured it was safe. Error moved around the whole thing, touching this and that. 'Is this a 'station'? What is it made out of? Does it do something? What is it used for?' Error silently wondered as kept prodding the object.

Error was so lost in his thoughts he never noticed the sound of footsteps coming closer from the opposite way Error came in the clearing at.

-End Chapter-

Well here it is! I think it came out pretty nicely if I do say so myself. There will be more Error in the next chapter, I promise! If you didn't know the weirdly shaped object id the weirdly contently shaped lamp. The big object is the sentry desk that Sans uses as a station.