Someone had asked me why Error is so obsessed with colors. And my question is why wouldn't he? He was trapped in a Void with nothing, no memories and no information. Nothing but the color white and the Voices mocking him. If I was trapped in the Anti-Void and was seeing colors for the first time, I would be obsessed too. I can't wait in till Error finds out what food is, because I'm pretty sure there are no dinners in the Anti-Void.

-Chapter Start-

"Man, this is so wiggidy wack!" Fresh grumbled as he stomped through the woods. "He just had to funking wigg out like that!"

-Flashback-

"Because I sure am~"

Fresh laughed as the other skeleton struggled in his hold. 'I love it when they think they can win!'

"L-ARg-O!" UT!Sans chocked out. He thought something was wrong with the Timeline, but never this! UT!Sans glanced around wildly, trying to think of a way out. "Wha-RHA!"

He was interrupted by Fresh reaching out and grabbing him by the neck. "I'm the totally cool-cat Fresh!" Fresh laughed, ignoring UT!Sans's struggling and chocked pleas. His shades slipped slightly, showing the cracked soul in his socket. "Maybe you've heard of me my homey?"

UT!Sans started to sweat. 'The Corrupter!' Every Multiverse had been told about him, warning them. UT!Sans shivered as he tried to breath. 'I won't give up my body!' Suddenly an idea struck him. '...Welp, I'm going to die anyway.'

Fresh stopped laughing when UT!Sans stopped his struggling. Fresh blinked, confused. "This is not how this usually happens..."

UT!Sans smirked as Fresh's hold loosened slightly in his confusion. "And its about to get more unusual!" With that UT!Sans ripped himself out of Fresh's hold, rolling a few feet away from him.

Fresh smirked, amused. "That just makes it more radical dawg! Lets play~"

UT!Sans sat up, then tilted his head to look at Fresh. Fresh straightened, alert, UT!Sans was smirking right back at him, darkly amused.

"Heh..." UT!Sans chuckled as his soul popped into existence. "And what if I don't play by your rules?"

"Whu-" Fresh didn't have time to blink. UT!Sans jerked his hand up suddenly, making a bone out of his magic. Then without warning he shoved the bone through his own soul. The bone easily tearing into the soul, ripping it into twos. UT!Sans never stopped chuckling as his soul cracked.

"Not today you freak..." UT!Sans chuckled as his bones turned to dust. All Fresh could do was watch dumbfounded. His shades completely blank. Soon all there was left was a dust pile where UT!Sans was.

This all happening within a few seconds. For such a lazy guy, UT!Sans could be fast when he wanted to be.

'Well, this is a first...' Fresh stood still in shock. Then it finally caught up to him what UT!Sans did.

"That totally un-rad, re-don-ulous FUNKING-"

-End Flashback-

And that was why Fresh was in a different UnderTale. Fresh decided to cut to the chase and take over the Sans first. Not what he usually did, he liked saving the best part for last. But he really needed a new body. Now here was Fresh walking down the road, getting comfy in his new body.

'Don't want a repeat of what that Sans did!' Fresh growled as he kicked some snow in his anger. The only upside is that the last world would still destroy itself, so in the end that UT!Sans lost. 'If only it didn't feel like I'm the one that lost!' Man, he hated when he felt all that sick-nasty anger bubble up inside him.

Fresh huffed. Well at least he got his new body. Now all he had to do was go to the RUINS and work his magic to start the fresh virus. 'Best to start with the kid and flower.'

But plans change.

Fresh sighed when he finally made it to the clearing. 'Should have skated-' Fresh stilled when he caught something in the corner of his socket. In shock, Fresh tilted his head, not fully believing what he was seeing.

A weirdly colored Monster was poking the sentry desk. All Fresh could see was their back, and their hood was up, so he couldn't see their face. He didn't pause because of what the Monster was doing. He could care-hella-less about that. No it was because he has never seen this Monster in any Multiverse!

Fresh grinned, hiding his maliciousness. 'This is new~' Fresh could spread his virus later, its not like this world was going anywhere. 'I wonder how your screams will taste like?'

With no doubts at all, Fresh proceeded to swagger his way to the other Monster.

'Is this brown? But it looks different then the trees!' Error pouted, trying to figure out what the hell this thing was.

"YO! Whut up my homeslice!"

"AhR!" Error banged his head on the object in his surprise. Error frowned as he rubbed his forehead. Error narrowed his sockets and quickly turned his body around to yell at the other for surprising him. But when Error did turn, his eyes started to glisten as they widened. 'All those colors~'

Fresh silently laughed at the others pain. When the other turned, Fresh didn't even flinch. He wanted the other to get angry, that was the best way to start the fun after all. But when the other lifted his head letting Fresh see what was under the hood, Fresh lost his breath. Multicolored eyes shined and sparkled up at him. No one had ever looked at him like that.

"WhAT cOlORs aRE thOSe?" Error questioned as he let his eyes roam around the other, there were so many colors he couldn't keep his eye on only one. 'How can one get so many colors? Is it something to do with age? I never got more no matter how long I waited.'

Fresh blinked, then quickly plastered back on his smile when he noticed it fell. "Whut do you mean?" Fresh questioned as he watch the other, not letting their eyes meet. 'Today is totally not my day.'

Error pointed to his sleeves in answer as his eyes traveled up to his skull. "yOu aRE sO coLOrfUl!" Error gasped in delight when he noticed more colors on his head. "i LoVE iT~"

Fresh lifted his hand up, ignoring how his bones seem to warm up at the others last sentence, and lifted to the other. "The names Fresh! Put it there bro!"

'Is this a new type of anger?' Fresh thought as the warm feeling lingered. It felt different then his usual anger, it hurt less. In fact it didn't hurt him at all!

Error just blinked down at the hand. "pUt wHaT thERe?" Error glanced around for something the colorful one would want. 'Maybe he wants a different color to add to his collection?'

Now Fresh was a lot of things. Killer, virus, violent, and can be an all around jerk. But he is not stupid. Fresh knows when someone is playing dumb or sarcastic. After all those years watching other Monsters, he had taught himself how to tell if someone was trying to lie. And no matter how much Fresh wanted to believe the other was playing dumb, he knew he truly didn't understand.

"Yous supposed to shake my radical hand." Fresh explained with a wink. "Totes should be honored! I don't just let anyone shake my hand!"

Error stilled with a gulp. "I-i nEvER toUcHEd anOThER peRSON..." Error looked down at his own hands in wonder. 'What do other people feel like? Cold like snow? Tough like the trees?'

Fresh slowly lowered his hand. "Where is your crib." Fresh demanded. There is no way this a normal Sans. 'Did Ink try to hide a new AU from me?'He should know by now I would find it eventually. Now the question is why he is in this AU.'

"CrIB?" Error frowned his brow in confusion. He has never heard of that word yet.

"Home." Fresh quickly answered back, wanting to know the answer.

Error mulled the answer around in his head. Although he hated the white room, it was all he had. So would that be him home? 'Sure doesn't feel like it.'

"i CAmE fRom tHE whITE rOOm." Error finally answered "tHiS iS MY fIRst TImE ouT!" Error pointed to Fresh's sleeve again. "WhAT cOloRs aRE tHEsE?"

'White room? Not very creative Ink, or very nice.' Fresh snorted. Then he smirked tauntingly at the other. "I will answer if you answer a few questions for me."

"SuRE." Error agreed with no hesitation. Not understanding what could be wrong with agreeing without thought.

"What does happiness feel like, and what happens if you haven't felt it yet" Fresh asked, amused. He loved asking this question. All the answer he gets are hilarious! Well, for him. Because after they answer Fresh usually gets so made he possesses them. Their screams cam be quite funny. They all answer the same, they tell you they can't explain happiness and how you should have felt it in some way or another. 'They can't explain it, because they take it for granted!'

"iT cAn bE A wARm, sOFT FEelInG." Error began closing his eyes, recalling what he felt when he finally left the white room and the Voice behind the door. "iT cAN fEEL lIKE sOmEThING JuMPiNG iN yOUr bOnES." Error continued remembering his excitement at being able to find Ink, not noticing Fresh tensing in front of him. "AnD iF yOU hAvEN't fELT iT befORe, tHEn yoU hAvEn't fOuNd a REasOn tO bE hAPPy yET." Because he sure as hell couldn't make himself feel happy in the white room. You can't force yourself to feel truly happy.

Fresh felt his soul jump at the answers. 'Was I happy before?! am I happy now!?' Fresh remembered the warm feeling that lingered in his bones, it was soft unlike his fiery anger. 'I need a funking reason?!' Fresh gulped and watched the other closely. 'Is he the reason?' Fresh wanted to call wack on that. There is no hella way he is the reason!

"Error!"

Error sockets shot open. he quickly walked in front of Fresh and peeked down the path leading to the bridge. "iNk?"

"Error, there you are!" Ink called as he came into the clearing. "I'm sorry I took so long to come and get you. What were you doing all this time?" Ink asked worried. 'Anything could have happened to him!'

Error grinned excited and pointed behind him at Fresh. "i wAS abOut tO fINd ouT wHat colORs tHOS aRE!"

Ink gave a gentle smile as he walked up to Error. "The station? Where you going to guess or run and ask us?"

"STAtiON?" Error frowned and turned his head to look behind him. Fresh was nowhere in sight. 'Where did he go?' Error pouted, annoyed 'He hasn't answered my questions!'

"Error, me and the Voice have to tell you something." Ink told Error, gaining his attention. "Its very important." 'Thank the creator he found this place! I was worried he would lost.'

Error glanced behind him once more. Not seeing anything he walked behind in, tugging at his hood and watching everything he could get his eye on.

Fresh peeked from behind a tree, watching them leave. "Error, huh?" Fresh leaned against the tree as he frowned. He clinched his fists, trying to summon that warm feeling he had before. It was no use.

"Well, my new radical, brotastic friend," Fresh started to grin almost insanely "It seems like we are totally going to see each other again."

Fresh snorted as he summoned his skateboard, deciding to leave the AU for now. "I never did get to find out what your screams would be like." Fresh kicked, making his skateboard go into another AU. One without his fresh virus.

'Lets see if I can't make a reason to be happy~'

-End Chapter-

So Fresh and Error finally meet! Don't worry, they will get more time together later. For now it is only the beginning and I will have to build some things up. I'm going to have fun with Ink though! I can totally imaging him going all mama bear for Error because of how little he knows.