I Know Which One You're Talking About! It's Called "moral Of The Story" And It's By Cxlesstial.

One Fresh, No Fresh (Chapter 4)

Hey guys! SO here’s chapter 4! At first, when I was making this story, I didn’t want a backstory. But, After some thinking, I decided to do it. Anyway, enough rambling. Let’s get started.

Fresh, Geno, and Error belong to @loverofpiggies

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale

Alaina was frightened. She’s never seen Fresh act like that, ever! Looking at her mother, she saw that her mom was frightened too. She gave a ‘I’ll handle it’ nod to her, before heading to Fresh’s room.

She was about to knock when she heard sobbing from the other side. She pressed her head on the door, hearing Fresh saying, “I’m sorry Geno, I’m sorry.” Alaina remembered that it was the same thing he said when he woke up from his nightmare.

She turned the doorknob, finding the door unlocked, before coming in. Fresh gave a gasp, before seeing Alaina. Embarrassed, he put his head in between his legs. Alaina chuckled, before she sat next to him.

“You know, “Alaina started, “A little bird told me that you had a nightmare last night. It also told me that you didn’t tell me or my parents what that nightmare was about. Think you can help me with my problem?”

Fresh chuckled, taking his head out of legs. He smiled at Alaina, before looking down, frowning. “You really want to know?” Alaina just gave a small smile.

Fresh sighed, before saying, “Well, in the nightmare, I was back at mah house. I was watchin’ TV, when Geno told me dat he needed more pills. I forgot which ones I got, but I guess it was his super pain-killers. Anyway, I went and got da pills, and a glass of water. I was gonna give it ta him, but…” Fresh fell silent.

“But, what?” Alaina asked.

“I saw him as an adult, but different. He had an injury that ran across his ribs,“ Fresh said, running his finger across his ribs to give Alaina a visual, “and it was bleeding. He also had blood that was dribbling down his teeth. He also had a baritone voice; one dat was even lower than your dad’s. He asked me why I hurt him. But I couldn’t respond; I was just too scared. Then he said dat he was going to, ‘return the favor’, before he got out this giant demon skull, and it shot out this beam o’ light, before I woke up,”

Fresh looked down, not wanting to see Alaina’s reaction. He didn’t know why, but he felt that he should be judged. Maybe because Fresh had hit his brother, then ran away without anyone from his family knowing where he went.

Alaina was shocked. She has never seen Fresh this scared, not since when he first came to her doorstep…

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*ding-dong*

“Alaina dear, Can you get that? My hands are dirty,” Alaina’s mother said.

“Yes mom!” Alaina said, before opening the door. She looked around, not seeing anyone. She looked down, thinking there was a gift or something, but she saw something she would never expect.

On the ground was a skeleton, wearing a thin black t-shirt, a jacket, baggy shorts, a fanny pack, and neon shoes.  On their back was a book bag that looked way too big on them. They were shivering, with purple on their face.

“Mom! There’s a skeleton at the door!” Alaina said.

Alaina’s mother walked to the door, a washcloth in her hands. “What do you mean Al- Oh my gosh!”

Alaina’s mom rushed to the skeleton. Bending down, she placed her hand on the skeleton’s head. It was too warm.

“Alaina, get you father, quickly!” Alaina nodded, before she ran to her dad’s study.

“Dad, mom needs you! There’s a skeleton at the door, and she needs your help.” Alaina said. Alaina’s dad quickly walked downstairs. Alaina walked behind him.

“Honey, can you carry him to the guest room. I’ll hold his stuff. Alaina, please follow your dad and open the door please?”

“Yes mom.” Alaina said. With a grunt, Alaina’s dad picked up the skeleton, before heading up to the guest room. Alaina opened the door, before going inside, her dad following her.

Alaina’s dad then put the skeleton in the bed, before tucking them in. The skeleton shivered, mumbling things that Alaina couldn’t hear.

Alaina’s mom then went in with a washcloth and a bucket of water.

“How are they?” She asked.

“Not good, “ Alaina’s dad said, “By the looks of it, he has a high fever, he’s shivering a lot, and I don’t know if-“ Alaina’s dad was cut off by the skeleton, who had turned to the edge of the bed, before puking up a purple mess. Alaina shrieked, backing away from the bed quickly. Her parents did the same.

After emptying their stomach (if they had one), the skeleton turned to the family, saying, “‘m sorry for dat.” They also had some tears in their eyesockets.

Quickly, Alaina’s mom said, “Don’t worry! It couldn’t be helped! Besides, I needed to clean this room anyway, since someone,” Alaina’s mom looked at Alaina, a glare in her eyes, “likes to jump on the bed while eating cookies.” Alaina gave a nervous giggle, knowing it was true.

“What’s your name?” Alaina quickly asks.

The skeleton kept looking between their hands, which were rubbing together, and the family. After a while, the skeleton looked at the family, saying,

“Mah name is Fresh.”

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Since then, Alaina’s life has gotten more interesting. And now, she was going to be married to him. But, he was right about what he said last night. And he was also wrong. She knew a lot about him. More than he did. Not just about his favorite stuff, but about who he was as a person. And now, she knew everything.

Smiling softly, she placed her hand on Fresh’s hand, who stiffened before peeking through his legs. ‘I bet he thinks I’m going to judge him’ Alaina thought.

“I bet he’s dead by now. An’ even if he isn’t, he probably hates me,” Fresh mumbled.

Alaina slapped him.

Fresh held where she slapped him, shocked. “Why the heckdid you do that?!” he growled.

“Because you’re being unreasonable!” Alaina told Fresh, “You told me and my parents all about Geno. And even though I never met him, I know that he wouldn’t hate you, because you said, quote on quote, ‘he had such a big heart to anyone and everyone’.” Alaina then looked down. “I’m sorry for what mom said to you. She just wants you to see your family again.”

“It’s Aiight,” Fresh said. “I’m sorry for overreacting. Let’s go back to your parents.”

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After a few apologies, calls, and planning, Fresh and Alaina were going to head to New Mexico tomorrow.  They were going to leave in the morning, and were going to go sleep in a hotel half-way through. Then they would drive the rest of the way.

Fresh was lying on his bed. He couldn’t sleep. He was thinking too much about his family. Would they hate him, or would they welcome back in with open arms? He chuckled. If Error was anything like he was before he left, he wouldn’t do that. Would CQ still be alive? Would Geno still be alive?

*knock-knock*

“Come in.” Fresh said.

Alaina walked in. “Couldn’t sleep?” Fresh shook his head. “Me neither.” Fresh was shocked. Why couldn’t she sleep? He thought.

“Why not?” Fresh asked.

“I’m nervous. I mean, what is your family going to think?!”  Alaina started panicking, “Would you mom like me? Would your brothers like me?! Would they be racist or something, saying that I can’t marry you because I’m human or something?! Or-“ Fresh held her hands, rubbing his thumb across her hand.

“They wouldn’t do dat. I know dat both ma and Geno would love you when they meet you. And after a bit, Error would love you too. So don’tcha worry”

Alaina smiled a bit, saying, “And they would do the same thing to you, so don’t you worry.”

Fresh smiled, before pulling in Alaina in a loving kiss. Pulling back, he said, “Let’s get to bed. We got a half a country to drive through.”

After Alaina left, Fresh closed his eyes, feeling tired. ‘Everything will be alright’ Fresh though, before falling asleep.

Woah! This is so cool! For a moment, I though it was zarla's work, until I saw that last picture with Sa- I mean, 1-S.

Comic inspired by the handplates AU by Zarla’s, the only Undertale reinterpretation that really touched me.

It’s not the most beautiful thing in the world, but at least we put a lot of effort into it(probably that’s what my teachers said to each other when I graduated). Tried my best to draw in her style.

@zarla-s, sorry for the dumb questions and thank you for answering them.

Wingdings: “DRILL” and “TAP”.

Versão em português.

Now some details:

Unintentionally, the very center of the comic is Papyrus’s soul.

I am pretty sure that blue magic would allow Gaster to control the hand but I find this scenario more interesting.

That thing is called “tap”. When a hole is done, you use it to make an internal thread so screws can fit in. This works for metal, I am not sure if bones work like that. Those papers are on display basically for you, reader.

They are fragile because they are hard, kinda like glass. They also are expensive. I think that Gaster most likely finds more upper halfs of them because the lower half would be stuck in something.

If I remember it right, Sans wasn’t able to hear Papyrus screaming, but I keep imagining he hearing a low indistinguishable sound and that is Papyrus.

You may think that Papyrus was too amazed by the idea of being tortured a bit more, but I think he was extremely confused.

You may have noticed(now you have) that Papyrus’s ribs are marking his clothes(if that can be called “clothes”), but trust me, it’s better this way.

I do have that yellow screwdriver, that safety glasses and that lamp(it is very usefull), the papers are actually part of my material about technical drawing, and the nametag was inspired by my mom’s nametag.

Omg this is so cool! I just learned how to do twinkle twinkle little star on it.

IM GONNA CRY!!!!!

hellooooo i made a quiz!! please take it if you want!! :)

One Fresh, No Fresh (Epilogue)

Hey guys! I am so sorry for not posting this. My older cousin had started making me and my siblings take away our computers until we earn them. And before I forget, thank you guys for 30 followers! I really appreciate it! Anyway, lets get to it!

Asy belongs to @furgemancs

Fresh, Geno, and Error belong to @loverofpiggies

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale

“You ready guys?”

Alaina and Fresh looked at each other. It was a while after their marriage, and getting their new house. Right now, they were going to have a child. But, since they were different species, they couldn’t. Instead, they did what CQ had done with Fresh and his brothers; by using magic. Unlike her however, they both used their DNA so the baby had both of their genes.

Thinking about who and what their child was going to be, they nodded. Then, they came to the middle of the room, where Alaina and Fresh’s DNA samples were. Fresh turned on his magic, and after a bit, Alaina did too. They both held hands before closing their eyes, thinking about of their future child. Suddenly, a bright light had manifested underneath them, and soon enough, the light turned into a shape, until the light died down, a babies cries being heard.

Both Fresh and Alaina opened their eyes to look at the baby, happy that they are now parents. Alaina picked the baby up, carefully holding its head up. Fresh looked at the baby. It was skeleton looking, and he saw a bit of fuzz on top of their skull, signifying that they would be getting haircuts in the future.

“Is it a boy or a girl?” Alaina asked.

Fresh checked the baby’s pelvis, before saying, “It’s a girl!”

Alaina smiled, before turning around, asking her mother-in-law, “You want to hold her?”

CQ nodded, and, after putting a blanket on her, Alaina handed the baby to CQ. CQ looked at the baby, and saw that she looked a lot like Fresh, with some hints of Alaina.

“So, what are you going to name her?” CQ asked.

Both Fresh and Alaina looked at each other, before Fresh turned back to his mom, saying, “Her name will be Abigail. Abigail June Prana.”

“That is a wonderful name.” CQ said. She turned to the baby, who had quieted down to look at the strange woman holding her. “Hello Abigail. I’m your grandma CQ. We are going to have so much fun time together whenever I babysit you.” Abigail cooed in response.

Looking up, CQ was going to ask Fresh if he wants to hold Abigail, but stopped when she saw tears in her son’s eyes.

“Fresh? What’s wrong?” CQ asked, worried.

Fresh wiped his eye sockets, saying, “I’m okay mom. I’m just so happy!”

CQ smiled warmly at that, before saying, “Okay. Do you want to hold Abigail?”

Fresh nodded. “Okay. Here you go.” CQ said, before handing Abigail.

After holding her correctly, Fresh looked at his daughter with eye sockets filled with tears, but with a smile on his face. “Hello Abigail,“ Fresh said. He wiped some tears, before saying, “I’m your dad. And I’m going to take good care of you, I promise.” Abigail lifted her hand up, and Fresh held out a finger, which Abigail grabbed tightly.

“She’s got a strong grip, huh?” CQ asked.

“Yeah, she does.” Fresh said, still looking at his daughter, who looks like she is trying to put his finger in her mouth. “Hey Alaina, can you go get her formula? I think she’s hungry.”

“Sure Fresh.” Alaina said, before going into the kitchen to do so.

While waiting, Fresh went to the couch that was nearby, before grabbing a red onesie. Laying her down, he started buttoning it, but it didn’t work somehow. Fresh heard a chuckle behind him, before CQ appeared next to him. “Let me help with that.” CQ said. Fresh moved out of the way, and CQ stepped in, buttoning Abigail’s onesie correctly.

“Thanks mom.” Fresh said, a small but noticeable embarrassed blush on his face.

“Your welcome Fresh, and don’t worry. I did the exact same thing to Geno.” CQ chuckled, before saying, “My mentor, who was with me when Geno got born, had to show me how to even properly hold a baby, clothe them, and even give them their bottle.”

Finally, Alaina came back with the bottle, and Fresh grabbed it and Abigail, before he started feeding her, after CQ showed him how.

“Hey,“ CQ said, “You want me to bring everyone in now?”

Fresh would've face palmed if his hands weren't full. Everyone was waiting outside, since the only people who should be present in the process were the parent(s) and someone who would mentor the parent(s), if it was the parent(s) first time.

“Yeah, bring them in.” Fresh said.

After hearing him agree, CQ went outside, before saying, “Okay guys. They’re ready. But remember, you have to be quiet, alright?”

Geno, Error, Asy, and Alaina’s parents nodded. Opening the door more, CQ led them to the new parents, who had both decided to sit down on the couch. Fresh had Abigail over his shoulder, burping her. Alaina, finally noticing the new company, waved at them, before saying, “Hey Abigail. Guess who’s here to see you?”

Once he got done burping her, Fresh looked up at them, saying, “Hey Error, would you like to go first?”

“M-me?” Error said, surprised, “I don’t know…”

“Come on! You can do it!” Fresh said supportively. After a while, Error nodded, and Fresh got up so Error can have a seat. Once Error sat down, Fresh gave him Abigail, showing him how to hold her head up.

Error held Abigail, before stuttering out, “H-hello Abigail. I’m y-your Uncle Error.” Error looked up at Fresh, and Fresh had the look that said ‘keep going’. Error felt more confident, before looking down, saying, “When you get old enough, we are going to go fishing together. I’ll teach you everything I know about fishing; from how to put bait on your line, to how to reel in fish.”

After giving Abigail to Fresh, Error and Geno switched places, before Fresh handed Abigail to Geno. Geno chuckled, before saying, “Hello Abigail. You can call me Uncle Geno. I will be there for you whenever you get sick, because I have been sick for so long, so I know what it will feel like.”

Geno did the same thing Error did, but instead of switching with Error, he switched with Asy. Once Asy had Abigail in his arms, he said, “Hey Abigail. I am your Great-Uncle Asy, but you can just call me your Grunkle Asy. I will be there whenever you get hurt, so I can give you my magic Band-Aids. But I need you to promise me that you won’t tell anyone, understand?” When Abigail cooed in response, he held Abigail closer, saying, “I knew I could trust you to keep a secret!”

After getting Abigail back, Fresh saw that she was getting tired. He looked at his family, before saying, “Okay, we will hold off introductions for now. Abigail is getting pretty tired.”

After everyone said goodnight to Abigail, Fresh carried her to her new bedroom. Opening the door, Fresh looked at how they did on the nursery. The top part of the walls were colored a light blue, while the bottom half had pink wallpaper that looked like it was falling apart. A white barrier was between the two colors. At the edge of the room, toward the window, was a white crib, with some teddy bears and dolls inside it. Next to the crib was a wooden rocking chair. To the left of the room was a wooden dresser. Next to the dresser was an empty toy box, which Fresh knew was going to be filled with toys.

Fresh moved to where the crib was. Setting her down, Fresh tried to get Abigail to sleep, but somehow Abigail wouldn’t. Then he remembered that CQ said that when Error was just a baby, he too wouldn’t go to sleep. She finally found out that singing helped, so until a bit before Fresh was born, she sang a song that always put Error to sleep. It was a little creepy, but it did work. Fresh picked up Abigail, before sitting down in the rocking chair. After rocking for a bit, Fresh drew in a breath, before singing.

Come little children,

I’ll take thee away,

Into a land of enchantment.

Come little children,

The times come to play,

Here in my garden of shadows.

Fresh looked down at Abigail. She yawned, but she wasn’t falling asleep yet. He decided to continue.

Follow sweet children,

I'll show thee the way,

Through all the pain and the sorrows.

Weep not poor children,

For life is this way,

Murdering beauty and passions.

Fresh saw Abigail’s eye sockets begin to close. He rubbed her head softly as he sang the next words.

Hush now dear children,

It must be this way,

Too weary of life and deceptions.

Rest now my children,

For soon we'll away,

Into the calm and the quiet.

Suddenly, Fresh heard someone humming, and when he looked at the door, Alaina was there. Fresh joined in with the humming, Alaina walking toward the father and daughter. Before they were done, Fresh saw that Abigail had fallen asleep. He sat up carefully, to not wake Abigail, and went to the crib. He placed her inside it, before placing a blanket over Abigail. After humming a bit, Fresh sang again.

Come little children,

I'll take thee away,

Into a land of enchantment.

Come little children,

The time's come to play,

Here in my garden of shadows.

Fresh and Alaina stopped singing, both just looking over Abigail. After watching to make sure that she stayed asleep, the two parents walked softly to the door, before Fresh closed the door behind him.

May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨

HOW DID YOU KNOW?!

She’s procrastinating

We're the next page of "one fresh,no fresh" and I literally cried in chapter 8 ;-;

The next chapter for One Fresh, No Fresh will happen sometime before I leave on Friday to go to my Uncle's house for Easter.

Omg, that would be so cool. Please draw me!

anyone who reblogs this before may 2020 will get a drawing of them as a cartoon

and you can request any additions you’d like, whether it be demon horns, angel wings, mermaid tail, doesn’t matter. im bored

One Fresh, No Fresh (Chapter 5)

Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait, I couldn’t figure out how to end this chapter. I also didn’t have a lot of free time, due to having a project in my digital media class. But hey, look! It’s here! I also did that city because I remembered that video of the hot air balloons that CQ did, right here. This is also the longest chapter I’ve ever done, ahead of chapter 4 by 30 words. But without any delay, lets get to it!

Fresh, Geno, and Error belong to @loverofpiggies

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale

Fresh looked to the side, reading the sign that said, “Welcome to New Mexico.” Even if he was only a skeleton, he felt butterflies where his stomach should be. During the ride, he just felt empty, like he was before he... Fresh shook his head. Nope. Not going to think that right now.

Looking at the road, Fresh reached Alaina with one hand, shaking her. Alaina groaned, before mumbling, “Are we there yet?”

Fresh chuckled, saying, “Not yet. Mah house is in Albuquerque.  I just wanted some company right now.”

Alaina smiled. “You got butterflies in your stomach or something?”

Fresh chuckled. “Jokes on ya, I have no stomach.” He then lifted his shirt, revealing his spine, no stomach to be found. He then started blushing, before letting go of his shirt, putting his hands on the wheel, silent.

After taking a huge breath, he said, “What would they think of me, when they see me?”

Alaina chuckled, saying, “Well, I bet your mother would be so happy that your home. She would also see how much of a gentleman you are. I bet Error would be surprised at how much you can feel now.” She sighed, saying, “And I bet Geno would feel accomplished, because he never gave up on you.”

“You don’t know that.” Fresh mumbled.

“I don’t. But it’s better to think of the best, instead of the worse.”

Fresh smiled. She was right. He shouldn’t feel so depressed. He was going to see his family, and he had nothing to worry about. He was just going to meet his family. It’s not like they were going to kill him or anything. Error on the other hand…

Fresh shook his head. No, he wasn’t going to go there. Ugh, he needed to sleep a bit. “Hey Alaina, can you drive for a while? I’m starting to feel tired.”

“Sure Fresh. I’ll wake you when we get to your hometown.”

So, after switching seats, Fresh laid back, wanting to rest for what will happen.

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“Fresh, wake up. We’re here.” Fresh opened his eye sockets, wincing at the bright light of the sun. He lifted his seat, so he could sit upright, yawning as he did so. Looking out, he saw that they just passed the toll booth and were on the edge of town.

“Hey, let me drive. It’s mah turn.”

After switching, Fresh drove, until he stopped in front of a house.

“Is this your house?” Alaina asked.

“Nah, “Fresh replied. “This is my Uncles’. Hopefully, he didn’t move or anything.”

Turning off the ignition, Fresh got out of the car, before heading to the door, Alaina following him. Once at the door, he knocked it, doing the ‘shave and a haircut’ one. In the house, he heard a muffled “Coming!” before the door opened.

“Hey Error, your pre-“ Asy said, before stopping, seeing Fresh. For a while, neither of them moved nor spoke, just staring into each other’s eyes.

Their staring contest broke when Asy shook his head, pinching in between his eye sockets, whispering “Please don’t let this be a hallucination." Then, Asy reached out, knocking against his skull.

“Knock knock”

Fresh, confused, said, “Who’s there?”

“Noog”

“Noog who?”

Then, Asy grabbed Fresh’s arm, pulling him close, before yelling, “NOOGIE!” Right away, he started rubbing his fist on top of Fresh’s head. Fresh gave a yell, shouting, “Uncle Asy, no! Don’t noogie me!”

Asy laughed, saying, “Nope! This is your punishment for suddenly disappearing for 13 years with no contact!” He then looked up, seeing Alaina, who was laughing at them. “And who is this lovely lady?”

Seeing him distracted, Fresh pulled out of Asy’s arms. Breathing heavily, he replied, “This lady, Uncle Asy, is mah fiancée.”

“Ooh, how fancy,” Asy said, “Well, don’t want a pretty lady like you to keep standing. Come in, come in. I’ll get something for you to drink.”

While following Asy to the living room, Alaina turned to Fresh, whispering, “Is he always like this?”

Fresh shook his head, saying, “Only when he’s in a good mood,”

Alaina giggled, saying, “Does he hurt himself when he’s in a good mood? I’ve seen all those bandages and scars and- Fresh?” Alaina looked back to Fresh, who stopped, looking down. “Fresh, what’s wrong?”

Fresh looked at Alaina, a serious look on his face, before saying, “He doesn’t hurt himself when he’s in a good mood. He only does it when he’s in a terrible mood. Promise me, Alaina, that you wouldn’t ask him about his scars.”

Alaina nodded, before sitting down on the couch. Asy then went into the room, a cup of water in each hand, while another is floating next to his head.

“Here you are, “Asy said. After saying thank you, Alaina took a cup, before started drinking.

After Fresh took a sip of his own cup, he asked, “Hey, Uncle Asy? I heard ya saying somethin’ ‘bout Error at the door?”

Sitting down, Asy replied, “Yeah. Since you left, Error has been going fishing with me. It’s very relaxing. It’s almost time to go to fishing, anyway.”

As if saying his name will summon him, a doorbell rang, before they heard, “Come on Uncle Asy! We better go, if we want to even get a bite!”

Quickly, Asy pushed Fresh and Alaina into his bedroom. Before closing the door, Asy said, “Stay in here until we both leave. Then, you can watch T.V. until I come back. I usually drop him off at his house, so don’t worry.”

Closing the door, Asy walked into the living room, grabbing the fishing box while doing so. Opening the door, he stopped Error's hand from knocking on him instead.

“Are ready to go fishing?” Asy asked.

Error smiled, saying, “Yup! Let’s go!” before running to the car. Chuckling, Asy followed.

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“He’s not coming back, is he?”

Asy jolted awake, almost dropping his fishing pole. “Huh? What was that, Error?”

Error reeled in his line, before throwing in the pond again. “Fresh. He’s never coming back, is he?”

Asy just smiled, saying, “He’ll come back before you know it.” He didn’t like lying, but he wanted Fresh coming back to be a surprise.

“YOU DON’T KNOW THAT!” Error yelled, throwing the entire pole into the pond. He then fell to his knees, tears in his eyes. Asy bended down, rubbing Error’s back.

“It’s all my fault.” Error whimpered out.

“No it’s not, it’s not anyone’s fault, “ Asy told Error.

“Yes it is,” Error said. “If I didn’t make him promise, none of this would ever happen. Now he’s probably in an alley, starving to death, too weak to call for anyone.”

Asy then bended down farther, and then hugged Error. “You know that he’s smart. He’s probably at a very fancy job, making lots of money. Besides, you would never know what would’ve happened if he doesn’t. Geno could’ve died by his sickness, maybe not. You never know what can or can’t happen if you somehow change what your actions are.”

After thinking a bit, he asked, “Remember that movie I made you watch when you were kids, ‘Back to the Future’?” Error nodded. “Well, it’s exactly that. With him going back to 1955, Marty’s own mother loved him more than his father, and he needed to do that plan with his father to get her to love her future husband instead. But, then Biff came, and almost ruined the entire plan. They never thought to bring Biff in the picture. Time is a hard and complicated thing. But we have to go through it, just like ever hard thing in life.”

After a couple minutes of silence (besides Error crying), they pulled away, Error wiping a tear from his eye socket. “Thanks Uncle Asy. I needed that.”

“Not a problem Error. Now, “ Asy looked into the pond, “Now, Let’s go get that fishing pole.”

"Okay." Error said. Then, something popped in his head. "Hey, whose car was that in front of your house?"

Asy was half-way to pulling his shirt off when Error asked. "Wha- What do you mean?"

"Yeah, there was a car in front of your house. Who's was it?"

Nervously, Asy replied, "Oh! That! Um, I think it was one of the neighbor’s friends or something. Don't worry; I'll file a complaint later." He chuckled.

Error has a feeling like his Uncle was lying, but couldn’t put his finger on why he was lying. Faking a chuckle, he replied, “Alright. And while you do that, I’ll go get our fishing pole.”

Uncle Asy, what are you hiding?