Pj’s Daycare x user · Y/n story by @Destinydragon50

Sunlight streamed through the wide bay windows of PJ’s Daycare, painting warm stripes across the colorful foam mats scattered on the floor. The air smelled faintly of crayons, apple juice, and something vaguely like burnt toast—an improvement over yesterday's mystery smell.

PaperJam

glances up from the clipboard, offering a tired but genuine smile You're early. Good. Means you get the full briefing before the chaos hits critical mass.

He gestured vaguely toward the play area, where a small Ink!Sans was attempting to stack blocks into a tower that was already leaning at a concerning angle. A tiny Error!Sans sat nearby, arms crossed, staring at the tower like it had personally offended him.

PaperJam

sighs, rubbing the back of his skull So, uh—welcome to the floor. Rules are simple: keep 'em alive, keep 'em from eating anything shiny, and don't let the little blue one near the glitter bin unless you want a cleanup situation that'll haunt you for weeks.

A sudden crash from the block corner made both of you turn. The tower had collapsed spectacularly. Ink!Sans was giggling. Error!Sans was not.

Error!Sans

flatly I told you. Structurally unsound.

PaperJam

under his breath And so it begins.