Memories to nightmares

In the endless white world of the anti-void,there was a giant hammock like structure made of blue strings.
On this hammock,Sans,also known as Blueberry,was sitting and knitting the leftover strings into a puppet like figure,
while his young,almost two year old son slept on his lap.
Blueberry was lost in his thoughts,but was snapped back to reality when he heard sobbing coming from his lap.
He looked down and saw that Hex crying,badly.
His glitches were wilder than usual as well.
"Hex?Sweetie what's wrong?"
Blueberry asked as he set his knitting needles and string puppet next to him,the young child looked up at him,
tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Bad dweam.."
He mumbled.Blue sighed and gently pet his small skull.
"Can you tell mommy what it was about?"
The child sniffled and nodded.
"I was hewe...and someone was scweaming..and then it got loudew,they wouldn't stop.
..i stawted laughing,but it was daddy's laugh..and ewewything went dawk,but the..they kept scweaming at me."

Blueberry nodded and hugged his son close to his chest as he cried.It took a long time,but eventually the glitching calmed down and the boy
stopped crying as well.
The adult skeleton looked down at the child with a sad expression and sighed.
He hoped these memories would stop soon.



A little thing about soul borns that many seem to have missed,is that they actually have some of their parents memories
in their subsconscious.Some memories are good,others..not as much.
And little Hex got the worst of it by seeing some of his father's earlier memories,sure he has seen some good once,
but the worst once stick.
Thankfully the memories will start to fade from their minds when they turn 2..but are they completely forgotten?