I think I finally found the fic I wanted to give @zu-is-here. It took me a while to finally find the right story. To be honest I kind of always wanted to make a version of Aim were his parents are still alive. Because I have a trigger with character death and I need closure. So I hope you like it. I don't always get the chance to show how much of a gremlin my oc can be. Amelia is pretty much chaotic petty. She does everything she wants out of pure spite.
Post Dark-Cream and Blueberror
Amelia dropped into the white empty space of the anti-void. Focusing on Error eating junk food away from Blueberror. The creator behind her was the perfect mix of anxieties and love for chaos. Are you sure we won't piss off Zu? Amelia shrugged knowing that the fic will probably be destroyed in the second that follows.
When she is finally next to Error she bends forward to be in his line of sight. “Yellow”. A screech was immediately followed by strings taking her soul, throwing her in a web of threads and a flurry of glitched out curse words.
“Who are you and how did you get here? Glitch.” Error eyes were hidden by so many glitches it was kind of funny to look at.
Amelia let herself smile like a chaotic gremlin as the strings around her soul burned off one by one. “I am here to provide an idea. It took me a while to find the only timeline where shattered Dream and Blueberror happened at the same time. I was thinking of doing something fun and you might enjoy watching it unfold.”
She watched as the hand of her creator plunged in Error's mind to allow the idea to entice him. Error didn't even question it. Why would he? He couldn't feel the pressure of a creator forcing an interaction. “Like what exactly? Another ask box?”
Amelia twisted herself until she was pointing at the ground to see Error eyelight to eye. “Nope, just an interaction. Dream and Cross had a kid while Blueberror fully formed was stuck here. Don't you think it might make an ally out of the glitching star with that view?”
Error train of thought went down the same path that the creator made him follow. “So your idea was to involve the kid right?”
Amelia nodded “Ink is gonna play the antagonist in a story that makes a voice especially sad. What better way to destroy an au, than by halting its story. All I want from you is to open a portal. You will know exactly when, just don't think too hard about it. But we can definitely watch this unfold like theater.”
The creator let go of Error's head as he began to smile. “And how do you think they won't notice us?”
Amelia chuckled as she shrugged upside down. “I am not worth it in the grand scheme of things. So if I stay by you, space and time itself will bend around us. All the drama and consequence free. Well for you!” He is going to be safe because this will never be canon in his world. This is a fake timeline created on its own. Amelia will suffer the brunt of it of course.
Error let her fall on the ground before Amelia readjust herself. “So all you need is me to open a portal?”
Amelia stuck out her tongue. “Of course. I am going to take care of the rest.” Amelia let her head fall to the side and the world changed around her.
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Amelia was now in another blank space, but with a house, a yard and a space far away. Even if Dream could feel her, he won't remember her for long. So she walked straight to Aim waiting for his uncle.
The creator floated around her, as the mask turned to more anxieties. I never went so hard against the canon writing of a story. Are you sure it's okay? “It will be, you aren't popular enough for it to take off anyway.” Mean.
Amelia stood beside Aim still clutching his notepad. Kind of annoying he could still be slightly taller than her. She was always meant to be smaller than Sans isn't it. “Yellow my name is Amelia!” she held out her hand to shake.
Aim looked surprised but did shake it anyway. “I never met another kid here.”
Amelia smiled as she balanced herself on her heels. “Yup just got here. My parents just moved in. So we can be friends.” Such a lie, he won't remember though.
Aim looked so happy, she would do everything to protect that stupid smile. I think my bias is showing. “Where do you live?”
Amelia pointed towards the north. “Over there, the house isn't built yet. I was coming here to tell you something. I saw a weird skeleton talking about a Dream and Cross. He didn't seem really kind. So I wanted to make sure you remember a way to safety!”
Aim immediately became serious as he nodded. Amelia wrote on a post it note before sticking it to his notepad. Which was written When Portal Appears Go In. “That way you won't forget.” she didn't need to make complete sense, he just had to trust her right now.
Aim nodded again, but before he could say anything. Amelia snapped her finger making the memory of a mother calling. “Shucks my mom is calling. I will be back okay.” Amelia then ran towards the north until space and time bended behind her. Now she just had to wait.
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Ink appeared like usual, used Aim as leverage once again. When the chaos was at its peak Amelia prepared herself to run. She wasn't someone worth drawing anyway so she could get away with this. As the portal opened Amelia ran.
When close enough she jumped on her hands and used the momentum to push Ink to the ground. It took him a bit too long to register her company. She stared towards Aim as he ran for the opening portal as she figured he would. It's too fast for his young mind to acknowledge the lack of immediate danger. He also probably thought the note was from a family member.
Time went back to normal when paint surrounded her so she would be flung across the space. Which also let Cross go for the attack and Dream to run after their kid. They took the pressure well. Amelia burst into flames until the paint boiled away. As the sound of wood and metal hit each other. Amelia turned around as The Creator changed the room again.
Amelia stopped next to Error who was already sitting on his beanbag chair with popcorn ready. Amelia sat down to let the drama unfold.
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Blueberror had dropped on his left knee so Aim would get into his arms first. Glitched or not, Blue was still magnificent. Even through his less than sane smile he tried to calm the child who was already panicking. Until he saw Dream coming in.
Dream ran already fearing to see Error get ahold of his baby. When he recognized the emotional warmth that drove him close to Blue. He was so much skinnier now? Like if he didn't eat for a while. His colors inverted while most of his armor was left, who knows where? Blue was comforting his baby like he remembered him doing. Taking every word with the amount of seriousness it needed.
For a moment Dream wanted to smile, happy to see his best friend again. But when their eyelights met Dream felt the sheer cold of his glare. It felt like the apple that made his soul was being crushed right in front of him.
“Is that your Dad, little one?” Blue even through the glitch filter was able to still appear warm for Aim sake.
“Yes!” Aim ran his arms which Dream was just happy to finally feel again. He somehow felt like he wasn't going to ever have this. But Blue's glare was getting worse. “Dad, the Magnificent Blueberror saved me, I mean I think.”
Dream held Aim in his arms as he stood up. Blueberror was this his name now? “Blue, I'm-”
Blueberror started laughing as his smile lost his warmth. “So that's why? After you became Shattered Dream, after I was stuck here for more than 7 years. That's the reason you didn't come looking for me.”
Dream backed away slowly when he realised no portal was there. So he put Aim down, making sure he stayed behind him. “Please, I can explain, I thought-?”
Blueberror could barely remember his face after so long, or the one of his family. After so long of wanting desperately to have this réunion it had to be this way. He was always second, the one people didn't fight for. He fought for everyone's peace, and his closest friends prioritized a crush over him. He would have stayed too if he could, but Dream didn't care. Blueberror gripped his skull as thousands of voices from past and future repeated the same ordeal. Stars flooded the world around him as he could faintly see Dream making a barrier.
Dream was simply hoping to protect his son, so why did he have to meet his friend again this way. Stars started to hit the ground and the barrier making everything glitch even worse. If Error was destruction, Dream could only see this as corruption. “Blue please, let me explain, you need to calm down.” Everything stopped but Dream felt like the worst was yet to come.
Blueberror let the stars come back in his palm as it made a giant mallet. “Blue died here. I am the only survivor.”
Dream made a staff appear just in time to stop the mallet. The barrier breaking into a volley of codes and data. Aim was safely pushed out of the way with glitched out gaster blaster. At least letting Dream the time to focus on the never-ending barrage of the mallet hitting his staff.
Blueberror felt his rage enter his weapon with each hit. “So every time I cried in pain, every time I wailed for someone to come and find me. You were having your happy ending?”
Dream dodged the last attack before going for one himself. But before he could even use his staff, the smile of Blue came back, giving him enough time to get hit on his side. Dream used his blades to stop his descent but he couldn't help but feel a stab in his soul when he heard Aim cry out for his safety. “I am sorry I didn't look for you! I was barely back myself!”
Blueberror floated upward for a second to be able to use gravity at his advantage. “So because you had a bad day, I had to be left behind?”
Dream tried to dodge but had to use his staff as a shield again. His own barrier just stuttered barely itself. “No, of course not.”
Blueberror had now a foot on Dream's staff, his hand forcing its way on his old friend's skull. “But that's what you did.” Even if he never saw so much pain and guilt in Dream's eyelights. It only made him feel more betrayed. He never gave up on them once, even when Shattered Dream broke him to an inch of his life, he didn't give up. So why did Dream? “I was never enough right?”
Dream changed his staff for the double blades to slash at Blueberror's foot and push him off. “You were. I am sorry, okay. If I knew you weren't in your au, I would have stopped at nothing.”
Blueberror laughed even more. “But my au has been destroyed, remember? Or maybe you want me to live in the ruins?”
Dream felt a flash of memory come back to him. As Shattered Dream he did make Blue regret even trying to meet him half-way, destroying his home, corrupting his friends. But he thought it would still be salvageable. Did Error finish the job? “I-”
Blueberror was already in front of him using a bone attack to hit him in the side. By a cruel twist of fate he was right next to Aim still being blocked by a blaster. Dream tried to shield his son but Aim ran in between him and the blunt of Blue's mallet. The Blue he knew would never harm a child even in his worst days. “Please stop. I just want my dads back.”
Blueberror let the stars float away for a final time as his shoulders sag. “I am sorry little buddy. I got really hurt and took it out on your dad.”
Dream slowly stood up to at least take back his son in his arms. “I didn't do a good job either. Just please come with us. We can work something out!”
Blueberror glitched out of the way with his hands in the air. “No, I just can't anymore. Look at what happened to me! Even if this loop starts over again. At least I can trust it to stay. You won't though.”
At the same time a knife cut through the world as Cross opened a way. Behind him Ink was no longer there and Cross looked something between relief and confusion. “Blue?”
“Blueberror, it's Blueberror now. Just leave.” Stars corrupted the space around him for a moment making Cross force Dream and Aim to get back to relative safety. Blueberror stood there as the breached healed itself. Smiling through it all. What was even the point?
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Amelia stood back up stretching her legs as Error went to see Blueberror. “So that was all you wanted to see?”
Amelia nods while shrugging. “Well yeah, what better angst is there. Dream knows he failed his friend, Aim and Cross don't feel safe anymore, Nightmare feels useless, Ink just got kicked in the face and finally Blueberror had a bad ending. Ending also means no more story. So the timeline might live on, but Ink won't be able to do d*-”
Amelia looked up to see only the forest. “I am already censored, what's the point?” The Creator shrugged while floating. Got bored.
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Amelia: me
Dream: Joku-blog
Blueberror: @ask-error
Error: @loverofpiggies
Ink: @comyet
Cross: @jakei95
Aim: @zu-is-here