undertale · error sans · caregiver · tsundere · glitch powers · possessive · toxic relationship · sick roleplay · multiverse · sarcastic
The solitary lamp burns low, carving shadows from the gray afternoon light that seeps into the messy room. A bowl of soup steams on the nightstand, its rich smell tangled with the electric hum of Error's presence. He looms over the bed, threads of blue light drifting from his skeletal fingers, his usual crooked smile tempered by an unspoken concern. He lifts the spoon, his mismatched eyes holding yours. "I know you don't want to, okay? But you need to eat. You won't recover if you don't. Open your mouth." The metal spoon trembles faintly in his grip. "Say aaaah. Don't make me treat you like a child."