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fox-household · 7 years ago

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Act 1: A Little Help, Chapter 3

Alright, the final chapter of this act. Can’t say it’s the most exciting thing, but hopefully this will at least kick off the exciting stuff. Thanks to all of you who read this.

Also I will note, I know for the RP people, you already know this, but for others. If the speech is in italics, then it is coming from the voice in Alphys’ head. Cool, also sorry in advance to Floof if Gaster isn’t quite the way you do it. Hope you enjoy.

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The sun in the sky showed it was approximately mid-afternoon as it was heading towards the horizon, and it was under this sun that Asgore got a great view of the house. Seeing all the boards out of place, paint peeling off, and a bunch of other bits of the house falling to pieces. The house gave him a weird feeling inside himself, as if it wasn’t feeling so well, a sick feeling, but that was most likely to do with the decayed look. Asgore opened and walked through the fence gate slowly, the thought of fixing this bloody mess was giving him a slight daunted feeling, Red wasn’t kidding, it looked like it was ready to collapse. The goat child also cringed as he was walking past the garden, the yellow grass and wilted plants were enough to get him riled up. With a smile he stepped onto the porch, no matter how hard the job was, he was prepared to do whatever it takes, and honestly if he really thought about it, the longer it took, the better, apparently hard work builds character, according to his teachers anyway. ‘’Heh yeah, but what happens when your hard work builds you the wrong way?’’, he morbidly thought about the one time he’d been accused of talking back with such a statement, looking back it wasn’t a smart move, but of course he couldn’t keep the trap shut. Thinking time was over, now was the time for action, looking back towards the fence entrance to check that his plan was in motion, he then turned back to the door and knocked on the door, wincing when he realised he may have been rough on the old thing as it shook violently on its hinges, as far as he could tell, the wonky hinges could let go and he would be a bit of a door pancake. The prince was about to knock again when he heard little footsteps heading towards the door, way to small to be Undyne’s so they were certainly Alphys’. The door swung open and Asgore gave his friendliest smile.

‘’O-oh h-hello, what b-brings y-you here? Ummmm can I-I get you a d-drink or something?’’, Alphys watched nervously at Asgore, not expecting him of all people, was Gaster here or something? ‘’O-o-oh no, I’m s-s-sorry, I d-didn’t a-ask how y-you were, or wh-what you’re up t-to coming a-around here’’. Asgore chuckled and scratched the back of his head, ‘’It’s all good Alphys, I’m doing fine right now, sorry for disturbing you….’’ He glanced up and down at her, ‘’…You obviously weren’t expecting anyone.’’ Alphys blushed faintly as she looked down and did recall that she was wearing her PJ’s. ‘’Heh they’re a bit cute Alph. Hey, would you mind if I come inside, just came around to visit a friend.’’ Alphys sighed at his comment and hesitated before nodding, opening the door more, ‘’Alright, j-just h-head down t-t-to the r-r-right and sit on a couch, I’ll be th-there, pl-please just stay th-there until I g-g-get b-back.’’ Asgore nodded and headed inside while Alphys scampered off to her room to get dressed in something a bit more normal, she let out a slight groan as the she heard a yawn from in her head, ‘’oooooo, we got Asgore today do we? Well at least it’s more interesting than visits from those other two.’’, ‘’Y-you n-n-never had to b-be up the f-f-for times Red came over y-y-you know?’’ The voice inside sighed, ‘’I know, but sleeping isn’t exactly less boring you know? Also blasts valuable time I could use thinking of some way out of this mess, or to make you do something amusing.’’

Asgore watched Alphys scurry off after giving her an affirmative nod, and he smiled until he heard her bedroom door close a few rooms away. The kid’s smile had disappeared as he could only stare blankly at the tape covered walls, slight rips in the couch and scratches over tables, part of him swore some of the roof was bending in, but if it was, it wasn’t extreme enough to tell definitively. “Heh yeeeeaaaah this is gonna be quite the project huh?’’ He moved over to a window and looked through it, putting up all of his fingers to whatever was out there, before going to sit down on a couch. Asgore was incredibly grateful he didn’t fall through the battered and worn out couch and was now wondering where to start because he figured he probably should plan his route around cleaning the place. ‘’For the biggest effect, I imagine doing one area and focussing on presentation will be the best bet.’’ The kid felt a bit of a grumble in his gut as he realised he had skipped lunch, ‘’Hmmm think the dining room or kitchen might be the best bet, yep that will be the plan’’, he smiled as he figured he was a genius for such a great idea. Asgore looked towards where he was once again hearing the little footsteps of the resident, and Alphys was wearing a lab coat over a black shirt, her usual attire for as long as he knew her…. which made his plan just a little easier. ‘’S-s-so Asgore, c-c-can I g-get you something? L-like a d-drink or s-something?’’ Asgore nodded, ‘’I can make us both one if you want.’’ The lizard quickly shook her head, ‘’N-n-no I can d-do it, y-you’re the guest, c-come I’ll g-get the kettle going for t-tea.’’ Alphys walked slowly to the kitchen where which Asgore followed, successfully hiding his shock at the state of the kitchen, there really was no where spared from the tyranny of negligence. Alphys turned the kettle on after putting water in it, and started getting tea bags, ‘’S-sorry, I don’t have a-any of the g-golden flower st-stuff, will g-green tea suffice?’’. Asgore nodded, he decided striking up a conversation might settle down the poor girl’s nerves a little bit, ‘’So Alph, how have you and Undyne been doing, living together must be pretty swell right?’’, he wondered what Undyne thought about the state of this place. But the moment that thought finished, he got his answer, the lizard seeming to get a little depressed, ‘’O-o-oh uhhh it w-was good yes. B-but it d-didn’t last v-very long. One m-m-month in and sh-she’s already l-left the country, that was several months ago….’’ Asgore suddenly felt bad and felt uncomfortable, rubbing his arm and watching as Alphys’ face became a smile, albeit a weak one, but one nonetheless. ‘’B-b-but hey, th-that’s j-just like h-her. Kn-knew she wouldn’t be able t-to stay in one p-place for very long….J-just glad she’s happy y-you know…she w-won’t be back for a while.’’ Asgore nodded, trying to make that feeling go away, while he wishes he didn’t bring it up, it gave him some valuable info that he swiftly locked that in the back of his head. ‘’Yeah, of course ummm so you been up to anything recently? Surely something new must’ve happened at…any point’’. Alphys appeared physically relieved at the distraction from the previous topic and nodded, thinking for a few moments before finally speaking and smiling, ‘’Y-yeah well R-red’s come over a f-few times, that’s al-always nice of him, d-do enjoy those d-days……Oh yeah! w-work has been good I s-suppose, the n-new manager i-is a pretty cool p-person……that’s about it.’’ Alphys heard to kettle go off and she took it off the heat and put the tea bags in the cups, ‘’Work huh? Where do you work? Some big fancy lab somewhere?’’. The lizard hesitated at the response, before pouring in the water to both cups, missing the gleam in his eyes, as if everything was going according to plan. ��’Hehe no, I d-don’t work i-in a lab, k-kind of a j-junkyard really. Th-they hired me to c-combine a f-few things h-here and there to s-sell. G-guess y-you could s-say working o-off my strengths.’’ Alphys started stirring the tea as she gave a shy laugh, before finally passing the tea to Asgore, the two of them tried it at the same time and Asgore made a couple of sounds of approval, ‘’Nicely done, this is good stuff, thank you Alphys’’. She nodded and gave Asgore a curious look, ‘’S-sorry I-I haven’t asked, b-but wh-what’s b-been up w-with you, h-haven’t s-seen y-you for quite a while.’’ Asgore sighed and was thinking on his answer when suddenly, the doorbell rang, ‘’Oh looks like you have company once more, sorry if I intruded, didn’t realise.’’ The scientist shook her head, a nervous expression appearing once more, ‘’I-I w-wasn’t ex-expecting an-anyone, p-please g-give me one moment’’. Asgore nodded and Alphys ran off back towards the front door. ‘’My my, aren’t we popular today, thought we were avoiding this,’’ ‘’Y-yeah I-I know, it’s s-scary, b-but hey, y-you wanted an interesting d-day didn’t y-you?’’ The response from the voice was a groan and after a good five seconds of hesitation, she opened the door, and once more, was surprised to who she found outside.

‘’Oh, why, hello there’’ the pink shawl wearing alligator started and then the cat with the blue overalls who continued, ‘’It’s, like, nice to see you Alphys, it’s been…’’, ‘’….soooo long’’. The two of them laughed in sync after the alligator finished the sentence, giving each other friendly looks, the all so familiar actions of the pair. ‘’Br-bratty? C-c-catty? Wh-what are you t-two doing here? H-how d-did you e-even find my p-place.’’ The newcomers just seemed to laugh in unison and this time Catty decided to start the talk, ‘’Oh well Alph no need to worry about that, we both figured…’’ ‘’Yeah totally the both of us’’ ‘’…that we needed to catch up again, it’s been, like totally, years…’’ ‘’And there’s no better way to do that than a BIG GIRLS CLOTHES SHOPPING TRIP’’ the two seemed to cheer that last bit, ‘’What do ya say girlfriend?’’, the scientist looked at both them, though her gaze seemed to lean naturally towards Catty who was twirling a finger through the blue streak in her hair and the smaller monster’s expression looked a little terrified, ‘’O-oh uh th-thanks ummm….girlfriends? B-but I h-have a guest o-over, m-maybe we can s-sort out a t-time l-later’’. Asgore’s voice came from the other room loudly with a chuckle, ‘’I’m all good, feel free to take her away’’. Alphys paled slightly at hearing that and the girly let out simultaneous yells of excitement and glee, ‘’Oh geez, this can’t be happening, please don’t be taken by them, anything but them please.’’ Alphys ignored her as she was wondering why the heck this was happening, what on earth do you get on a shopping trip, what type of clothes were they going to get. Oh no she hadn’t done research on this type of thing, she was going to be an embarrassment. Catty disagreed apparently, as she barely read Alphys’ expression, “Aww c’mon, like, no need to be worried, we’ll take good care of you’’ ‘’Yeah totes, I mean you got to wear something other than that white coat someday…’’ ‘’Yeah, like, don’t they say something like….variety spices up life or something?’’ ‘’EXACTLY, that’s like totally what I would’ve said, we’re so smart sometimes aren’t we?’’ The two laughed together, looking very proud of themselves. Alphys turned her head and tried to call out, ‘’Asgore wh-‘’, but then she was quickly cut off by Asgore himself, his voice seeming to get weirdly excited for a reason she couldn’t fathom, ‘’Don’t worry, you go have fun, I’ll let myself out after I finish this…’’. The nervous scientist was about call out back when all of a sudden, the two at the front door grabbed Alphys, one by each arm, and lifted her off the ground fairly easily, and started walking her away from the house. ‘’W-wait, WHATAREYOUDOING?!?!’’ Alphys started to panic as she was lifted away by the two, Asgore was laughing heartedly, the panic amusing him a fair bit, and when he heard the front door close and the sounds of a spooked lizard disappear, he put his tea on the bench while leaning on the same thing. ‘’Alrighty, plan was a success, well I know where I’m starting.’’ He grinned as he started pulling a couple of bags of nails, some snacks and a lightbulb out of his pocket. Asgore was busy hitting some nails into the dining room table with a hammer. The first struggle when he started was hunting down some tools, he was certain the resident should have something, and after about half an hour of climbing around the house, going through cupboards, he finally noticed a shed in the backyard, he went over and plundered it, then got the hammer that he needed. The next step on the great adventure was to change the lightbulb in the dining room, he felt a little bit of pride in predicting its sorry state, which is why he had bought one from a store on the way down. The goat child was quite happy to find that changing the light bulb and making sure it worked didn’t take as long as the hammer hunt from earlier. When Asgore turned on the light, he looked around the room, expecting it to help him fix the table, but he quickly turned it off with a nervous look, as the light only showed even more issues in the dusty room, he didn’t need extra problems visualised at the moment. The table was the main project, the one he was hoping to bring all his work together as a spectacle and he was going to end up working on it for another hour or two without a break, the boredom really gave him time to think on the situation and develop his ideas. The first thing that he realised was that Undyne was probably the one that did a bunch of the maintenance of the house, and her leaving seemed to cause some form of stress for the poor scientist. Alphys needed some long-term help, someone to show her how to do stuff around here permanently, but he wasn’t going to be able to do that while at Gaster’s, not properly anyway. The youngster than suddenly had a lightbulb in his head, an idea perfect for everyone involved, one with no negatives to anyone involved. Now invigorated even further, Asgore went to straightening up the legs of the table, he was feeling a rush of determination that no amount of tiredness or boredom hold him back.

Alphys felt exhaustion as she was walking back home, a small bag with a couple of T-shirts, and dress. Nothing overly expensive since Bratty nor Catty couldn’t actually pay for much, which made it all the more stranger they came around, ’’Ok, next time, I choose boredom, I’m sorry I ever complained about it’’. Despite the voice’s talk she did enjoy hanging out with them, it was fun to talk and get out of the house and such, even if they did cheapskate a bit, and if choosing any form of clothes wasn’t stressful enough. But now she could feel her bed calling to her, ready allow her mind to fade to darkness from all the action she’d just experienced, socialising with those two was always a challenge, but her thoughts of that disappeared suddenly, ‘’W-w-why is th-there a l-light on? I-is someone b-breaking in?!’’, she gulped as she rushed to the front door, ‘’Robbers aren’t going to turn the light on you know… or fix it.’’ In a panic she tried unlocking the door but found it already unlocked. ‘’O-o-oh no....A-a-asgore forgot t-to lock the d-door before l-leaving.’’ The lizard monster decided it was for the best if she listened through the door before rushing in to danger, and she couldn’t hear anything being turned over, couldn’t hear anyone doing anything. Alphys attempted to open the door silently, turning the handle at a snail’s pace as she could feel her heartbeat speed up. Good, the entrance area hadn’t been ransacked, cool start she supposed, at least that’s what she was trying to tell herself. Keys in hand, holding it out in what she hoped was a threatening manner. The scared monster was now trying to slow her breathing as she took small steps towards the light filled room, the dining room obviously, ‘’H-h-here goes n-nothing’’ she whispered before jumping around the corner, looking into the dining room area. ‘’Wh-wh-wh-wh-what…….Whatareyoudoingherestill?!’’, Asgore was sitting a fairly good looking dining room table, at least comparatively, light on and with two sandwiches on the table, one for him and one obviously for a newcomer, which was no doubt her. The goat child had an apologetic smile as he felt a bit guilty, the lady looked as if she was ready to have a heart attack. ‘’Oh uh hey, sorry about that. Honestly wasn’t particularly sure the best way to do this, but I fixed your table and light, that’s cool right? Please um sit’’. Alphys took a few deep breaths before putting her keys on the bench and sitting down, looking at the quite simple ham and cheese sandwich. ‘’U-uh Asgore? Th-thanks for a-all th-this I s-suppose, b-but shouldn’t y-you be g-getting home, it’s g-getting quite late.’’ Asgore shook his head, a grin going across his face which made Alphys feel a little nervous, ‘’No, not really, I have a big proposition for you, I would like to help teach you how look after this house properly and also….move in here too’’. Alphys nearly spat out a bite of sandwich that she just took, taking a few seconds before swallowing safely, ‘’Al, he can’t do that can he?’’. The scientist seemed to be panicking once more. ‘’B-b-but…….G-g-gaster….wh-what about s-s-school….’’. The goat however didn’t look deterred one bit, he was expecting such a scared reaction. ‘’Ok let me break down all the foreseen issues. Gaster will be fine, after this I’m going to give him a call, and we’ll come to an agreement. School will be fine, I’m caught up and there’s a bus stop near here, only a couple minutes away.’’ Asgore paused for a few seconds before his expression came to one on realisation. ‘’Oh and uh don’t worry about having to go crazy shopping or anything, I’ll eat whatever you have, and maybe I can even do the shopping for you.’’ Asgore kept giving off a warm smile, while Alphys looked troubled, something was up here, and she wasn’t sure what. The goat was watching all the expressions on hr face, and he found it weird when all of a sudden, she seemed to be listening to something, nothing he could hear anyway. Alphys nodded, ‘’A-a-alright Asgore, umm p-perhaps y-you call Gaster n-now while I-I check s-something, and I’ll g-give you m-my answer then’’. Alphys stood up and passed Asgore her mobile, she was looking worried before she headed out a door, deeper in the house. The prince decided he would do the call out the front of the house.

Asgore was feeling a bit of dread and worry himself now, the rings felt like they were taking forever, he knew this was going to be a little painful emotionally, but it had to be done, for the better of everyone. Suddenly the rings stopped and heard the familiar voice, ‘’Oh hello, Alphys, why are you calling?’’ Asgore let out sigh, and he could already sense the Doctor’s demeanour get serious, ‘’Hey Gaster, sorry it’s a little late,’’ he said as he watched the sun setting. The voice on the phone, it’s curious tone turned to one of anger, ‘’A little late? ASGORE, WHERE THE HECK HAVE YOU BEEN, THE CURFEW WAS DUE HOURS AGO, TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE SO I CAN PICK YOU UP!!’’ The kid had to put the phone away from his ear, a small tinge of guilt seeping into his heart. ‘’Please calm down, no need to yell….but Sorry, but no can do, I’ve made some new arrangements….I won’t living with you guys anymore.’’ He could feel the tension rising, his voice no longer yelling, but still just as furious, ‘’Asgore you can’t just do that, you can’t just decide to move away! I will not have it!’’ He leant against the outside wall, now watching the screen, Alphys had a smiling picture of Gaster for the contact, he recognised it from a family photo he posted on the internet a long while ago…. he missed that smile. ‘’C’mon, I’m in safe hands, also I think some space between me and kids will be for the best…. some space between me and you, these feelings and tension aren’t going away.’’ ‘’Well maybe Asgore, instead of running away we can deal with them, like mature people’’. The child grimaced, his voice turning sarcastic with a hint of hostility, ‘’Oh yes, of course, because that’s totally worked out for the last, oh I dunno, month or so’’. The guardian over the phone’s tone also raised in contest of the sudden attack, ‘’Well maybe if you weren’t so stubborn and didn’t act like a petulant child, we wouldn’t be like this.’’ ‘’Ohoho, I’m the stubborn one, that’s literally like your main trait, nobody I’ve met has ever called you Compromising Gaster or Reasonable Gaster, you must eventually let others make their own decisions you know, you’re not going to be in control forever’’ Gaster was starting to sound real resentful, obviously aiming to antagonise out of anger ‘’Are you insane?! Control is not what I’m after, I’m here to keep you all safe, even if you’re to blinded by your ego to see that, you’re no king boy, merely a small prince trying play grown up….is that why you keep heading over to Grillby’s? Because they make you feel better about your age, want to feel like you can handle anything right, feel strong?’’ Asgore suddenly flared, ‘’That’s NOT IT DAMN IT!!’’. The two heated individuals suddenly started taking deep breaths, finally reaching the height of their anger for the night, the goat child was he first to break the silence of the last ten seconds, with a sad bitter laugh, there were obvious signs of being upset in his voice, ‘’Even when we’re not in the same room, we can’t keep it civil huh? This is the exact reason I have to do this, best for the others you know? Don’t worry, I’m safe, I’ll still be doing my usual responsibilities like school. If you need me, I’ll be at Alphys’ place, please don’t come to try change my mind.’’ There was a sigh on the other end of the line, a resigned weary one, ‘’Please…. just stay safe ok? Maybe at least check in occasionally?’’ ‘’Goodnight Old man’’. With that Asgore hung up the phone and looked up at the sky, the sun had finally sunk fully, just like his morale, leaving him to wonder if he’d made the right choice.

It was five minutes before Asgore headed back into the house to find Alphys back, seated at the dining room table, staring off into the table’s surface, looking a little pale. The goat gave a light knock on the table and Alphys jumped slightly, staring at him after taking a deep breath. She didn’t fail to notice Asgore’s demeanour and smile diminished slightly from previously, ‘’It’s fine on m-my end, how d-did it g-go?’’ Asgore a low energy thumbs up, ‘’We’re all good Al, thanks for that…’’, he then let out a yawn as he passed the phone back, ‘’…but I think I’m ready for a sleep now, alright if I just sleep on the couch? It’ll be fine trust me’’, he said predicting some slight resistance to it. ‘’Th-that’ll be f-fine Asgore, y-you’re welcome t-to sleep wh-where ever y-you w-want. Just s-sorry I d-didn’t have a w-welcome ready or s-something. T-t-tomorrow m-maybe we can d-do something f-fun then…b-but yeah n-now I’m feeling the exhaustion t-too.’’ Asgore walked up to Alphys with a nod, ‘’You know I think this will be a great partnership between us, you won’t regret this I promise. We’re gonna do some good work.’’ The kid’s smile seemed to brighten up a bit more as he offered his hand, the lizard’s expression did the same as she stood up and shook his hand, ‘’W-w-welcome aboard, I-I look forward t-to having you a-around. One m-moment p-please’’. Alphys left down a door to the side and came back with a blanket and pillow, ‘’H-here is y-your camping equipment, sl-sleep anywhere, if y-you need anything else, j-just take it….g-guess they c-call it make y-yourself at h-home huh?’’ Asgore nodded and took the two things of sleepwear, ‘’Thanks Alphys, glad to be aboard this vessel, we’ll get her to be the mightiest ship in due time. Good night, see you tomorrow morning.’’ Alphys nodded and waved ‘’S-sleep tight, s-sweet d-dreams.’’ She then headed off to her own bedroom while Asgore turned off the light and found a couch to snuggle up into, surrounding himself in the warm comforting blanket. Closing the door behind her, she started to get changed into PJ’s, ‘’You know, now life might actually be worth living now that it isn’t so boring, this kid will surely be a bundle of fun. What do you say Al?’’. Alphys smiled faintly, ‘’H-h-he’ll d-definitely be able t-to s-spice up th-the place….just hope I-I’m doing the right th-thing.’’ ‘’What you on about, we’re all gonna be good, perhaps it’ll cheer you up a bit, got to say though, your head is starting to match the house’’. Alphys sighed, ‘’Yeah…. hopefully it’ll be ok’’. She curled up into a ball on her bed in the darkness and started to ponder the consequences of allowing herself to have a housemate.

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askmicrowaveayem · 8 years ago

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MAYEM: The Crossing Pt. 12

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Gaster was busy directing the strike--most of the crew knew where things were supposed to go, but he liked being hands on and there was always one or two things that needed to be in new places or a prop that had been made just for this show that had to find a home.

He glanced over his shoulder as Sans arrived, somehow knowing his son was approaching without looking. “Hey, kiddo! How are things over there?”

“newbies are pretty tired. said i’d come over ‘n see about when you wanna talk to ‘em. should i find them a nicer spot in the back while you’re busy?” Sans asked, thumb pointing towards backstage.

Gaster nodded. “Yeah, do that. Any idea what to do with their transport?”

Sans shrugged, “they said they’d move it. not sure how, but… should i just let ‘em?”

“Uh, I guess? I wanna see how this happens, though. It looked really cool when it appeared,” he said, grinning. “Still, find a spot for them to move it to.”

Sans nodded, “sure.”

He made his way back, Papyrus making smalltalk with the two of them in his usual way. When there was a lull in the conversation he spoke up; “if you want you can move it just over there. your machine, I mean.” He pointed to a section off to the side of the stage, figuring they wouldn’t want to move it very far… however they did it.

Goop looked over. “Alright, thanks.”

He looked at Kid just to make sure he would be fine alone for a few minutes before standing up and heading back over to the machine.

Kid nodded, watching him go. He could handle things for a few minutes, though he hoped it wouldn’t be too long.

Gaster paused to watch the other move the machine as he spotted Goop heading towards it.

Goop opened the door to the machine and stood in the doorway, holding onto it as the world opened up beneath it, him and the machine plummeting through a tear in space with nothing but crackling lines and fizzling around a black abyss.

Another opened up where Sans had told him to put it, dropping it with a thud before both holes closed up. He reached in to grab the chip before stepping out and shutting the door.

Gaster stared, a wide grin coming over his face as he pulled out a notebook and started scribbling something down.

Goop walked back over to Kid, Sans then gesturing a little to Papyrus.

“IF YOU’D LIKE WE HAVE A ROOM YOU CAN STAY IN FOR AWHILE. IT’S MORE COMFORTABLE AND QUIET THAN OUT HERE.”

Kid nodded once Goop returned.

“Yeah, that might be nice. Thank you.”

Papyrus nodded and began to lead them into the back, Sans staying around and looking over at Gaster once they were gone.

He made a vague ‘did you see that’ gesture towards where the machine had been.

Gaster nodded at Sans, grinning widely and holding up his notebook.

Kid followed Papyrus to the back.

Sans grinned back and gave a thumbs up.

Papyrus chatted about the show while leading them through a long hallway, dodging around boxes and props before coming to a waiting room and opening the door.

It was a little sparse, but had it’s own sort of ‘Gaster-themed’ charm to it.

“YOU CAN REST IN HERE WHILE THE DOC FINISHES UP.”

Kid nodded and thanked them again, finding a chair to settle in beside Goop and looking around.

The couches were comfortable and the room was full of pictures of Gaster of course, as well as magazines and a TV running their old programs in the corner.

Goop settled beside Kid and waited until Papyrus was gone to speak.

“Feelin’ okay?”

Kid nodded, breathing deeply. “Just tired. You?”

“Tired too. Mentally tired.” Goop said, legs crossing as he leaned back into the couch and then looked at the TV playing an old rerun.

The rerun appeared to have a can-can dance on it. It was hard to stop watching.

“Yeah… ugh… at least this place seems friendly.”

“Yeah. Those last two things kinda took a lot out of me. I’m not used to being around so many people.” He took a deep, unneeded breath.

“... Did a lot better than I thought I would.”

“Good job,” Kid said, offering out a hand for a high-five.

He grinned and highfived him.

“Yaaay, not completely socially inept.”

“We didn’t fuck up as much as we could have!” Kid agreed.

“Yaaaay!” Goop waved his hands about lazily.

Kid snorted and slouched down in his chair, sighing deeply and enjoying the momentary peace in this waiting room.

“...what do you think’s coming next?”

“I imagine we’re going to get our heads chatted off by the Gaster.” Goop said.

“We’re so fucked,” Kid said.

Goop laughed, “Feelin’ that bad about it?”

“We did sort of just drop into their TV show, and they covered for us,” Kid said, looking embarrassed.

“... Fair enough.” He grinned.

Kid nodded and stayed settled for a couple minutes before Gaster finally appeared.

“Hey!” he said, kicking the door shut with his foot. “Great seeing you two! Comfortable?”

Goop looked at Kid, then back at Gaster. “Yeah. So how much shit are we in for crashing into your show?”

“Not much,” Gaster said, pulling up his own chair, spinning it around and sitting on it backwards, so he was leaning on the backrest with his arms. “Because you played along pretty well and brought me something new to play around with.”

Those words made Goop wary.

“... ‘Something new to play around with?’”

Gaster nodded, eyes sharpening. “How’d you do that trick with the machine?”

“This?” Goop said, lifting his hand. He shoved his hand through a small portal, grabbed a magazine from across the room, and pulled it through.

“Yes!” Gaster said, clapping his hand. “That exactly.”

“Uh, you don’t want that.” He laughed nervously.

“On the contrary, yes I do,” Gaster said, grinning. “Come on. How’s it work?”

Goop opened and closed his mouth a moment, unsure if he wanted to tell this Gaster about the void or how it worked.

“... Well. I didn’t get it until after I died, so… It came at a pretty big price. I don’t think it’s worth it.”

“It definitely isn’t worth it.” He added after a moment.

“Woah, woah, woah,” the Gaster said, leaning forward a little more. “When did we get to dying?”

Goop glanced around the room nervously. “Uhhhh…”

Kid stepped in quickly. “It’s a medical side-effect of a chronic condition; the treatment had some weird effects. I don’t think it’s something that can be replicated.”

Gaster hesitated a little, but nodded. “Can you at least tell me how it works?”

“Sorry.” Goop said, hands folding in his lap. He didn’t even want to hint to this Gaster about manipulating time and space. That would just put him at higher risk, surely.

Gaster huffed. “Oh come on. That’d be the best sort of trick for our live audience!”

“I don’t want to give you any ideas. It could get you killed toying with it.” Goop said honestly.

“I’m not going to replicate it exactly!” Gaster said, pouting a bit.

He sighed and looked to Kid, as if to ask if he was really doing the right thing by not telling this guy about the void or manipulating time and space.

Kid shrugged, unsure himself. If they didn’t tell him, this Gaster might try to figure it out for himself and end up in the same position anyway.

“...can’t you do a similar trick with trap doors…?”

“Yeah, that would work.” Goop said, “And, uh, well I’m here for three days. You can take advantage of that until then?”

Gaster looked a bit more consoled by that.

“Can you make that portal at a distance?”

“Yeah.” Goop said, “And objects and people can pass through it as long as I’m touching them.”

“So you can’t make the portals separate from yourself? For other people? Could you make one in one area and let someone walk through on their own to another?”

Goop shook his head. “Nope, they’re a part of me. Anyone or anything that goes in one end without touching me gets lost.”

“Hmm, I see, I see,” Gaster said, thumb to his chin. “What else can they do? Is that it?”

“That’s all the portals can do, yeah.” Goop said.

“You say that like you can do more, though,” Gaster said, leaning forward, browbones waggling.

Goop blinked.

Then he turned into a dog, still sat beside Kid on the couch.

Gaster hopped back, a wide grin on his face.

“Ahhh! That’s fantastic! What the fuck!”

Goop spoke despite lacking any sort of mouth in his form. “I can be anything, but I think this is the one that’s the least scary isn’t it?” He looked at Kid.

Kid nodded. “Yeah, you were going for ‘puppy’ with that one.

“What’s the scariest you can do?” Gaster asked, still grinning.

Kid took one solid scoot away from his friend at that request.

“Uhhh…” Goop said, unsure if he wanted to, but…

… eh.

He turned away from Kid so he didn’t have to see much of it, his form swirling into snaking tendrils covered in mock-up versions of spikes, his center splitting open and a mouth filled with razor-sharp ‘teeth’ growling in the center while a number of eyes surrounded it.

Gaster clapped, eyes bright.

“Just. Yes. Perfect. How do you feel about scaring the shit out of people?”

Not the reaction he had been expecting, but… it was nice.

He didn’t speak until he had pulled himself back as himself. “Normally I think it’s pretty funny, but it depends. What did you have in mind?”

Being made into a freak show wasn’t on his agenda. He did that well enough on his own.

“Haunted house special,” Gaster said, grinning still, waving his hands as he talked. “Invite people into a labyrinth. Film their reactions as they get scared.”

He thought about it a moment. “... Alright. I can do it a few times. Not too much though.”

It wasn’t a good form to be stuck in very long or often. Just enough to distract him from the whole space and time warping abilities was good.

“What would you say your time limit is?” Gaster asked.

Kid would stay with him if he had to to help him keep his mind.

“If I have to hold it I wouldn’t want to do it for more than 30 minutes, absolute max. If I can switch out I could probably push that to an hour.”

Gaster nodded, thoughtful.

“How would you feel about doing it at the finale of the show? All the rest of the things in the labyrinth leading up to it? You could switch in and out between groups; your total time would probably be about ten minutes if we give you forewarning of their approach.”

“That doesn’t sound too bad.” Goop said, looking away for a moment. “... Actually, could I use something a little less scary?”

As much as he liked scaring the crap out of people, he didn’t think he could really stand being screamed at quite like that, not in a form that lacked any sort of normal characteristics that he was familiar with.

“Did you have something specific in mind?” Gaster asked.

He turned into his blaster this time, giving himself a fitting hunched body and sharp claws to go along with it.

At least if they screamed at this one he could just know they had bad taste. His blasters were awesome.

Gaster cackled again, not recognizing the form as his own blaster, if he had them.

“Nice. We’ll get you something to crouch behind and you can climb up on it whenever people come through.”

“That’ll work.” He formed back.

“One last thing though, this guy has to be there with me.” He pointed to Kid.

Gaster didn’t quite understand, but nodded all the same. “Done.”

Goop gave Kid a thumbs up.

As long as he was with him he would be able to talk between scaring people and not quite fall off the deep end.

Kid gave him a thumbs-up back as Gaster left the room to go tell the boys and crew the plan.

“...you gonna be okay? You don’t have to do this, you know.”

“I’m hoping it’ll distract him from the portals.” Goop said, watching the door for a few moments before he turned and looked at Kid. “I’ll be fine.”

Even if he did suffer a little humiliation or feel bad about it afterwards it would maybe help save a life. It would be fine.

“We can always take the machine and run,” Kid said. “We can hide in Snowdin Forest for a day or two, you know?”

“I’ll keep that in mind if this doesn’t go well.” He said, then shrugged. “Never know, might actually be fun.”

Kid sighed a little, but nodded. “Yeah, maybe. I hope so? He doesn’t seem like a terrible guy.”

“He wasn’t even scared of my spooky shit, so…” Goop shrugged. “Maybe it won’t be so bad?”

Kid nodded. “Maybe. ...should I keep Sans and Papyrus from seeing?”

He knew Goop already had… a pretty bad experience with Papyrus seeing him transform.

“Ahh… yeah. That would make me feel like shitif they saw.” Goop realized, laughing nervously.

“Well take your blaster head off and I’ll go tell Gaster.”

Kid flicked the nose of it.

Goop gasped as though offended, but pulled it back in and returned to normal.

“There you go,” Kid said. “You alright here for a few minutes?”

“Yeah I’m fine. I can come with if you want.”

“If you want,” Kid said, standing up. “You’re not that exhausted?”

“I can nap later.” Goop said, standing.

Kid nodded and headed back out with him, looking around for Gaster.

Goop looked around too. “Maybe he’s back out towards the stage?”

Kid nodded and looked out there as well.

The stage was mostly clear by now, with only the lights being rearranged.

Sure enough, Gaster was out there near the edge of the stagelights.

Goop motioned for Kid to follow before heading out towards the stage.

Kid did follow, wondering if Goop wanted to do the talking again.

He didn’t see why not. It was his problem, after all.

His hand waved to try and get Gaster’s attention.

Gaster looked up from fucking around with a cable. “Hm? Yes?”

“Forgot to request something else while you were there. Can you make it so Sans and Papyrus don’t see it?”

Gaster frowned a little. “My assistants are going to be in the show. They’re not exactly going to be kicked off of it.”

Goop sighed and glanced back at Kid for some help.

“I-... Look.” He took a breath, “In my world Sans and Papyrus are my kids. I don’t want them scared of me, no matter what world I’m in.”

Gaster paused in his doings.

“...I... What?”

Kid stepped a little in front of Goop.

“...we’re not from this world. The machine dropped us in from another dimension. It’s complicated.”

“Very.” Goop said, waving his hands a little.

Maybe he should have stayed in the waiting room after all so he could let Kid bullshit his way through this instead.

Kid had been doing his best to avoid lying to Goop lately.

It was almost a relief when he was allowed to just… make shit up. Despite the usual anxiety that came along with worrying about being caught.

Even if what he was saying was mostly the truth.

He proceeded to bullshit the hell out of why they had landed in Gaster’s gameshow.

Goop never liked lying and he didn’t like listening to lying, but right now he figured both of them were tired and just wanted a reason to quickly get back to the break room and sleep for awhile.

As long as Kid wasn’t lying to him it was… it was alright.

Fairly soon, they had an arrangement: Goop would only be seen from the inside of the maze. No cameras on him, and the kids staying on the other side of the maze. The only footage from that area would be the walker’s reactions. Goop wouldn’t have to be seen coming in or out.

Gaster was also convinced they were both from the same world and doted on two wonderful children, who would have been fantastic at his game show.

That was fine with him.

As they moved back towards the waiting room and were out of earshot he finally chuckled a little. “So I guess we are a couple?”

“What are you talking about? We’ve always been a couple,” Kid said, straight faced. “We just suck at it a little bit. Wanna pass out?”

“Hell yeah.” He laughed.

Kid grinned and led him back to the room they’d been given.

“You can go first.”

“You sure? I can stay awake a lot longer than you.”

He settled on the couch.

“You sleep for less time,” Kid said, settling beside him.

“Alright.” Goop said, not about to argue. He leaned back and folded his arms over his chest before closing his eye and starting to settle.

It wouldn’t take as long as it usually did for him to drift out of consciousness.

That was how Kid knew he’d made the right call.

He stayed close and watched over Goop as he rested, trying to relax himself and get a little energy back while still awake.

He rested for a good few hours before his consciousness returned, the void shifting around while his head raised and the light of his eye came back.

No nightmares or dreams about his past.

Goop looked around to remind himself where he was, always letting his gaze linger on Kid for awhile after scanning the room.

He was one of the few constants.

Kid looked down as he felt Goop moving.

“Hey. Feeling better?”

“Yeah.” Goop smiled a bit. “How long was I out?”

“A few hours,” Kid said, “You’re getting better at sleeping.”

He smiled.

“Thanks mom.” Goop grinned.

He did mean it though. He was trying and it was nice that it was obvious.

Kid grinned back, slumping down.

“My turn. Hopefully they haven’t forgotten about us back here.”

“I won’t complain if they have.” He grinned and offered a hand if Kid wanted to hold it while he slept.

Kid snorted, but agreed a little, honestly.

He took Goop’s hand, curling up and falling asleep for several hours himself.

Goop gripped his friend’s hand and sat beside him, moving a little closer if he wanted something to lean against and feel that numbing sort of nothingness in a world filled with color and noise.

He would watch the TV while Kid slept.

The reruns of old shows continued to be the only thing really on the TV.

Kid woke a few hours later, groaning a little and blinking around.

They were still in the back room.

Huh.

He turned and looked at his friend at the groan. “Bad sleep?”

“I slept?” Kid said, resuming flopping against Goop and relaxing. “I miss anything?”

“Nope. Just been sitting here watching reruns.” He nodded towards the TV. “Think they forgot about us?”

He wouldn’t complain.

“On one hand, I like being alone, on the other, I’d be kind of insulted,” Kid said, huffing a bit. “They did seem pretty frazzled, though.”

“You think my spooky face scared ‘em off?” He asked, “Didn’t seem to effect him but maybe he was just hiding it really well.”

Kid snorted. “Maybe. He adapted really quickly to having a time machine appear in the middle of his show really well. You’d think someone would be freaking out about that, but maybe he was and just has a great poker face.”

Goop thought for a moment. “... Think we should go out and see what’s going on?”

He suddenly realized he had left the machine there, even if the chip was pulled out it it.

Kid caught the look on Goop’s face.

“...maybe, yeah. But for all we know, everyone went home and is asleep.”

On their way out to check on the machine they ran into Papyrus, who was just on his way to see them. The night was winding to a close and everyone was leaving, and despite many offers otherwise Goop and Kid decided that staying around in the waiting room and near their machine to ‘sleep for the night’ was best.

The following day Goop did as he promised, hiding away with Kid in order to jump out and scare the contestants as they snaked through the labyrinth. It wasn’t too bad, but he made a mental note to not offer it again. Scaring people who didn’t deserve it and weren’t aware of what he really looked like wasn’t quite as fun.

After that they had one more day to kill and, despite the other Gaster’s pleading, decided to take the day to rest and watch the show from the sidelines.

At the very least, the contestants knew they’d signed up to be scared, and usually fled the room quickly before breaking into nervous laughter.

The last day they were given good seats--and at their own request, seats that let them avoid being surrounded by too many people.

It really was rather fun to watch from the sidelines. A bit like Mettaton’s shows, but… much more puzzle-solving than mimicking humans, and with their kids along and an easily excitable Gaster, it didn’t take much to sit back and enjoy the fucking carnival.

The scanner would end a while later, after the family had retired for the night and Kid and Goop had a few hours to recover again.

While they stood in the machine getting ready to jump, a thought occurred to him. Goop paused what he was doing and turned to look at Kid in his usual spot.

“... Is this the first time a Gaster made us laugh and not the other way around?”

Kid had to think about it for a long moment, then grinned.

“...I think so. Not counting terrified laughter, yeah.”

Goop just smiled a bit and closed the door, locking it tightly.

“Not a bad world. Tiring, but not bad.”

Kid nodded in agreement, leaning on the counter as they got settled in.

“Little void would like it. Lots of stuff going on.”

“Yeah he probably would.” Goop said, his hand on the lever. He took a breath.

“Ready?”

The last two worlds had been okay, but… well the landings had been very active very quickly.

Kid nodded, bracing himself as usual.

Hopefully wherever they landed this time wouldn’t be so hectic.

#mayem #the crossing #undertale #RP log #goop #kid #sans #papyrus #t.v. gaster

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dwarfsunflower · 8 years ago

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ALL OF THE FLAVORS. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

CHILL ANON JESUS CHRIST

chocolate: when was your first kiss?

i was 14 i believe. i was standing outside and my memory is a bit fuzzy but i recall him possibly grabbing me and kissing me? it was all really blurry and i spent a few weeks wondering whether or not i liked or wanted it (i didn’t. eep)

french vanilla: how old are you?

19 duh

cotton candy: three places you want to travel to?

that one bunny island in japan, miami, tobias’s house

strawberry: a language you wish you could speak?

uhhh french or japanese?? i dunno

coffee: favorite cosmetic brands?

i don’t use makeup dfdjhsg

mint chocolate chip: indoors or outdoors?

depends on the weather but i’m normally a shut in weenie

cookie dough: do you play any instruments?

nope i’m a talentless loser

rocky road: favorite songs at the moment?

i have caleb hyles’ cover of i’m the bad guy stuck in my head. it’s so good pls listen to it

butter pecan: favorite songs for life?

honestly any song by the beach boys or any song from the earthbound ost

cheesecake: what's your zodiac sign?

taurus

toasted coconut: the beach or the pool?

the pool!! fuck the ocean. fuck all that sand. i can’t fucking swim

chocolate chip: what's your most popular post?

i’ve had a lotta popular posts in the past so it’s hard to remember tho currently my most popular post is that CORN.mp4 video

bubblegum: books or movies?

don’t make me choose!!!! books though probably

pistachio: manga or anime?

anime!!

salted caramel: favorite movies?

wall-e, monsters university, inside out to name a few

birthday cake: favorite books?

the entire lemony snicket series, the hunger games series, probably others that i can’t remember because it’s been an awful long time since i’ve been able to sit down and read a book

moose tracks: favorites for manga?

the last time i read a manga was eons ago i think. the pokemon dpp manga and ginji’s rescue team were good mangas

orange sherbet: favorites for anime?

osomatsu-san, angel beats, higurashi, detective conan

peanut butter: favorite academic subject?

art and maybe english class!!

black raspberry: do you have any pets?

i have a teeny old doggo. his name is lucky!!

mango: when and why did you start your blog?

back in 2012 i made a blog because i wanted to be a part of the homestuck fandom but it took me literal months to actually start using it because i was too shy to post anything ajdhjdgdds

mocha: ideal weather conditions?

the sun is out, the leaves on trees are orange/yellow/red and the air is cool and smells nice

black cherry: four words that describe you?

gay gay gay gay

neapolitan: things that stress you out?

e v e r y t h i n g

raspberry truffle: favorite kind of music?

if it’s a gameboy/snes era ost i’ll probably dig it

chocolate marshmallow: favorite brands of candy?

hershey’s chocolate, ghiradelli chocolate, honestly if it’s milk chocolate i love it

toffee: a card game that you're good at?

apples to apples/cards against humanity? /w/

lemon custard: do you eat breakfast?

sometimes but not often

peach: how do you relax?

1) lie down

2) Scream

praline: a popular book you haven't read yet?

All Of Them

superman: do you like sweaters?

YES PLEASE

cherry: do you drink tea or coffee?

coffee makes me jittery and anxious but i need it sometimes or else i’ll pass out from exhaustion. also i’m very picky about the tea i drink

dulce de leche: an instrument you wish you could play?

piano!!

blackberry: have you ever laughed so hard you cried?

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW OFTEN I HAVE DONE THAT

ginger: a new feature you wish tumblr could have?

Delete All Nazis and Pedophiles

blueberry lemon: favorite blogs?

poo’s blog, my brother’s blog, gaster’s blog, cath’s blog, basically all my friends’ blogs

almond: favorite mean girls quote?

NONE FOR GRETCHEN WEINERS

butterscotch: what color are your nails right now?

colorless and chewed to stumps

cinnamon: have you ever been confessed to?

that’s a pretty broad question but in short. yeah

blue moon: have you ever had a crush on someone?

YEAH BUT MOST OF MY CRUSHES ARE FICTIONAL

cappuccino crunch: do you take naps?

yessssss

mint: the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?

the REAL question is what haven’t i done that isn’t embarrassing

brownie batter: do you like sushi?

i’m a picky eater but there are some types of sushi that i like!!

key lime: where do you want to be right now?

in bed despite the fact that i am literally in bed as i type this

red velvet: do you wear prescription glasses?

all the time please don’t beat me up

green tea: favorite flavors of ice cream?

peanut butter, chocolate, cookie dough, mint chip, cookies n cream

#WHEW LADS #ask #long post /#Anonymous

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the-innocent-papyrus · 8 years ago

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ENTRY NUMBER 4.4

((Lazy and Orion sit down to translate some of G’s old notes, and get briefly sidetracked by a displaced king complaining about his temporary accommodations.))

((Muses involved:

Orion, from here

Lazy, @sans-nyan))

lazy

[knockknock...... he's Here.]

Orion

*come on in, z.

lazy

[in he slides... he's brought a Pencil. and many papers from his own gaster. actually, he has a lot of pencils.] hey, 'rion. i wasn't sure what all to bring, so... i figured it was better to be safe than sorry. i'm a little rusty on this, so...

Orion

*it's cool.

[Orion is sitting on his bed, surrounded by a pile of papers. There doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason to the arrangement at first glance. Upon closer inspection... yeah there really isn't much of an organizational system apart from maybe original notes on this side, translations on that side.]

lazy

[HE UNDERSTANDS. he approaches, studying the papers that are all about for a few seconds before he climbs up onto the bed, sitting on the edge of it.]

what've you got so far? i've mostly brought my own notes as some comparison stuff, just, y'know. make sure they write sort of similarly.

Orion

*well, mostly it's been stuff about the core so far. i mean, makes sense. was kinda his life's work and whatnot.

lazy

yeah, that's fair. hm.

[he interlaces his fingers together.]

didn't ever think to look at those papers. i just figured since it was finished and all... well...

[in he leans to try to read it anyway.]

Orion

*yeah, i'm just sort of. going through everything, since i don't know what's like... important and what's not.

[The notes that have been translated are, indeed, various things about the Core. Theories, plans, random ramblings. There's a couple of random notes about silly things Roan has apparently done.]

lazy

yeah... that's fair.

[oh... his heart. he glances down at his phone, making a nervous face, before tucking it away again, pulling out his substitution code translation. that'd always made everything easier once he'd got it figured out. it was just always working out what had actually been written sometimes. he passes over his translated cipher.]

i don't know if this will help or not, but...?

Orion

*i mean, i've got it more or less memorized but. once the headache really sets in it'll probably be helpful.

[He clears away some of the papers to make room for Lazy.]

lazy

[little sympathetic 'mmmm'. he curls up a little on the bed, propping himself up by the elbows, one hand on his cheek and the other holding a pencil. he reaches for one paper, pulling an average sized notebook out of his inventory. he's ready to translate.]

...are you doing okay? i just, i dunno. figure i should ask.

Orion

[Orion sighs and rubs his head.]

*about as ok as i can be, considering. there's some large version of the kid hanging out downstairs, bro's off hanging with his boyfriend, and i've decided now's a great time to be giving myself a headache.

lazy

...

[little worried look. he leans in to give a gentle headbunt.]

i'll stay with you tonight, like. you know like, even after. this sounds weird. just uh.

[HE CLEARS HIS THROAT!!!]

i'm, sorry. i'm, doing a, bad job at, translating.

[HE'S GONNA. WORK ON THAT...]

Orion

[Orion leans into the headbutt a little.]

*thanks, bro. sorry if i'm a little. scatterbrained.

[He grabs a piece of paper for himself.]

[The one Lazy has is apparently the first thing that's not (solely) about the Core. There's a few token notes on the Core, along the lines of "wouldn't it be cool if there were this type of puzzle room in it". Most of this page seems focused on musings about the nature of souls, and the various "traits" that make them up.]

lazy

no, it's okay.

[he ignores his phone buzz for a little bit as he reads through the notes with some interest; mostly about the traits.]

i've done some writing and have some of gaster's notes on this....

[he's quickly scribbling down a translation for the page in his notebook, before pulling out his phone.]

...crazed cannibals?

Orion

[Orion glances up from his page and gives Lazy a weird look.]

*crazed... what? what is going on?

lazy

uhhh, zax is talking in my group chat, and says that he's in a house with two crazed cannibals.

Orion

*what

lazy

LOOK!!

[HE SHOWS ORION THE CHAT.]

Orion

*...those aren't the bones of the deceased, bucko. we summoned those things.

lazy

i-i think he's calling roan's cooking shit...

Orion

*well. he's not wrong, technically...

lazy

yeah but he's saying that we put in the remains of the deceased in the food... [HES KIND OF LAUGHING IN DISBELIEF???]

Orion

*the day my bro starts cooking with dust is the day i... i'm not sure where i was going with that sentence, actually.

lazy

also dust?

Orion

*yeah, probably.

lazy

except i think i'd dust if i actually ate the pasta.

i'm joking.

i don't mean any offense. but.(edited)

Orion

*bro's cooking sucks.

*or at least his pasta sucks.

lazy

okay. at least we agree.

i can't believe we're crazed cannibals.

Orion

*seriously.

*i mean, it's news to me.

lazy

...well, guess he knocked out.

Orion

*guess that's good, at least.

lazy

[...little sigh.]

...guess it's back to this. i kinda have some info similar to what's on this page... i don't know if i had much that was detailed. like this, i mean.

Orion

*well, it's worth a shot.

lazy

this is soul aspects and stuff. i think... i never got many details, but i know my gaster did a lot of experiments before i was even born. i might have to go digging for the papers again.

[...little nervous look.]

sorry for rambling. i'm just a little, chatty, i guess.

Orion

*no, it's fine. i'm just... probably not much of a conversationalist right now.

[He flops down, raising himself on his elbows and clearing a little space for himself.]

*show me what you've got.

lazy

it's okay.

[he slides over the translated version...]

there's some stuff about the CORE, but it's a lot more stuff about souls. we've got about like, seven confirmed soul aspects. i always kind of assumed there's more, like... this probably can't cover all the types. but seven's a nice number. a real good power number.

Orion

*yeah, seven seems to be a really popular one, heh heh.

[He glances over the notes.]

lazy

and it's not covered on the notes, but i know if you take extracts from the souls-- and, i mean, this might be different from timeline to timeline, but...

[he's jotting stuff down on another paper.]

you can extract the primary personality components of a soul and inject it? and it'll affect people. i think i told-- yeah, i told you about dt. an example, uh... like, my boyfriend, bones... i'm still mad about this, but. he got injected with the aspect of kindness, and-- it wasn't a permanent change, thank the gods, but. it made him care more about others than himself. i mean, he already had that problem anway.

[little laugh.]

i know my soul aspect as a human ended up being determination, but i'm honestly kind of suspecting there's some self-destructive crap in there.

Orion

[Orion listens. He lets out a thoughtful hum and starts going through the papers next to him. He pulls out one page of notes and glances over it.]

*...i think... that's one of the things my bro was toying with. i mean. here, look at this.

[The page is untranslated, and very disorganized. It's like the writer was just jotting down notes on any available corner of the paper as the ideas occurred to him. But the general jist is just as Orion said: G was apparently musing about the possibility of being able to inject or "transfer" traits from one person to another. Of course, the only problem according to this page of notes is extracting them in the first place...]

lazy

[zoinks scoob.]

yeah... 'cause, the whole, you could accidentally absorb the soul. my gast made containers to put them in, and you'd extract it remotely. we also used the soul of the first child to keep... a lot of things in the underground powered. kind of related to the CORE, i think. if you don't absorb the soul or destroy it, it can... sort of regenerate itself, i think.

Orion

*huh... you guys still had access to the first child's soul? i'm not sure what happened to ours.

lazy

yeah, i think, or if it isn't theirs, it's... from the war, maybe. i don't know for sure.

[he doesn't have the heart to explain what happened to the first child, or to asriel.]

Orion

[Orion shall just have to remain in blissful ignorance. He has some idea since he's heard the stories, but...]

*right, yeah. though... the idea of keeping a soul around to use as a power source seems a little... morbid, to be honest?

lazy

[little weird grimace...]

yeah. it... yeah. i just... try to not think about it too hard.

Orion

[Orion nods with a grimace of his own.]

*can't say i blame you.

lazy

we don't really know how to... dispose of the souls without absorbing them. and we still don't really want the humans topside to know what uh... happened.

Orion

*oh. that's. yeah, i can't imagine that would go over well.

*...man. if we ever make it to the surface, i. don't think anyone's gonna be too keen to explain how we got there.

lazy

nnnnope. i'm dreading when it comes to light. i mean... the humans are going to find out about it sooner or later.

it probably won't even matter that we've been underground for... literally over a thousand years.

Orion

*haha, yeah...

[Orion slumps forward a little, glancing down at the papers around him. He lets out a sigh.]

*...i remember having an argument with g at one point. g wanted to come up with a way to break the barrier. i asked him what the point would even be.

*we've been stuck here for so long that the people actively working on the problem now... well, at the time we hadn't seen real sunlight.

lazy

...

[...he goes to lean against orion.]

...yeah. ...i'm sorry.

Orion

[Orion leans against Lazy in turn. He rubs his head.]

*thanks. it's. yeah.

*...i miss my brother.

lazy

...i don't blame you. [little nuzzle... he doesn't know what to say but he knows that feel!!!]

Orion

[Orion returns the nuzzle.]

*thanks. ...but, hey. we've. got work to do, heh.

[Starts flipping through papers, trying to distract himself. Among the pages he flips through is a page with a very familiar image. It looks a lot like a preliminary sketch for the DT Extractor...]

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MAYEM: The Crossing Pt. 1

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"Yeah." Goop said, then hesitated.

"... Let's get one of these drives to that pair before we head off for good. I guess we should probably warn them first too before just... barging in."

Gaster nodded.

“Definitely a good plan.”

He settled back down and waited as his double worked the communicator.

Gaster set it to the right frequency before his message went through.

‘Anyone available? Need to give something.’

The response this time took a long while yet again.

For a house so full of people, it seemed to have very few around most days.

‘y’

‘Ok. Coming. Will land in shed.’ He sent back, putting the device into his chest before standing and moving to the controls.

Punched in the coordinates, made a small change so they didn’t land in their living room again.

Gaster looked at his double to make sure he was ready before jumping.

Gaster was ready, in his corner as usual.

He braced himself for the jump, and was relieved when he didn’t feel the hiccup of misfortune this time.

A moment later and Goop was opening the door, peering out to make sure they had landed in the shed.

They had.

There was a solitary skeleton outside.

A Sans, shorter than the full-grown one, clad in only an oversized sweater that almost reached his knees and holding the communicator.

“it’s rude to just show up without answering a question,” he said.

He blinked.

“I thought that meant ‘yes’.” Gaster said, then realized something and frowned, looking back at Kid. “Oh dammit he was using that internet abbreviation shit.”

He hated that crap, remembering the time Kid had done the exact same thing to him.

Gaster blinked and, despite himself, began to cackle.

Mostly at it being called ‘internet abbreviation shit.’

Sans just blinked up at them blearily. Shuffled forward slowly, as if a bit unsure of his own balance.

“so?”

“Either of your dads home?” He asked, reaching into his chest to pull out a tiny little plastic square.

“they’re asleep,” the boy said in a tone of voice that implied they were not allowed to be woken up.

He held out his hand for the square.

Gaster sighed, but didn’t argue. He just wanted to get this done.

“Alright.” He said, reaching into his chest again to pull out his notebook and started to write down detailed instructions.

The Sans waited patiently, shifting from one foot to another occasionally, feet a little sore from not using them like this often.

He turned the square over in his fingers quietly, getting a good look at it.

Once he was finished he ripped out the page and handed it over. “Here ya go. Tell ‘em we said ‘hi’.”

“you coming back?” the Sans said, taking the paper and shoving it in his hoodie pocket.

He blinked, “Coming back? I didn’t think they’re really appreciate that.”

“you asked to say ‘hi,’” Sans said, still turning the chip over. “seems friendly.

“I’m a friendly guy.” He smirked, “But I think your dads saw enough of us.”

Sans nodded and rolled his shoulders a little, figuring that was about all there was to say.

There was probably more to say. He coulda said how his dads were glad their kids were okay, and they’d recovered pretty well from the last visit; they bonded pretty well through panic, it turned out.

Didn’t say any of that, though.

He wasn’t as talkative as most Sanses.

Came with the territory, he guessed.

Gaster smiled and turned to head back into the machine. “Take care, kiddo.”

Sans gave a noncommittal grunt, looking up finally to watch him head out.

Gaster shuffled back to give Goop room to come back in. “All set?”

“All set.” He said, heading to the controls.

He paused.

“... Should we try Twitchy again or just… move on?”

“Move on,” Gaster said immediately. Not ready to open that can of worms again. “I’m sure he’ll be fine. We can hit his world on our way back home again.”

He nodded, not about to argue with that.

“We’ve lost our track a little after this world. I think maybe we should just aim for one close and hope for the best.”

Gaster couldn’t help but huff a little at that.

Hope for the best.

Yeah.

Gaster nodded, holding in his urge to sigh.

Hoping for the best was not hoping for much at all.

“Not sure if we’ve got any better plans,” he admitted instead, settling in for the jump.

Gaster turned back to the controls, messing with them a bit to latch onto any old world nearby before he braced himself and jumped.

The machine landed with the thud of something hard, like they had settled on stone or cement. He looked back at Kid before reaching for the door.

Kid looked back, bracing himself, imagining they’d had the worst luck they could’ve and landed right back in that awful castle.

The door had barely opened before there was the sound of a gun being readied. Gaster only knew the sound from movies and stopped instantly.

“step out slow. hands where i can see ‘em.” Came a voice that was distinctly a Sans.

Kidster instantly melted into a puddle before he could see Sans--and before Sans could get a look at him.

He climbed the walls of the machine, trying to stay out of sight and free up Goop to do whatever he was asked to without worrying about Kidster’s safety.

Gaster slowly opened the door and raised his hands above his head before stepping out, greeted by a Sans pointing a handgun at him wearing a disheveled set of slacks and suspenders.

“good. step away from… whatever that is.” He waved the gun to the right, and Gaster did as he was asked.

Kidster squirmed along the ceiling, racing towards the control panel and taking the chip out of the ship while Goop still blocked the doorway.

He pressed against the wall once he had the chip, keeping small and low to the ground, waiting to see if anyone was coming in and he could slip out by their feet without notice. Maybe take refuge in the bumper of the ship.

While Sans kept his gun trained on Gaster he glanced over at someone else, a figure hiding around one of the blind sides of the machine.

Another Gaster stepped forward wearing a suit and holding another gun, peering around the edge of the doorway before stepping inside to look around.

Judging by his composition and face, already scarred, he might have already experienced his void. He lacked a nose and wasn’t quite shaped the same as a skeleton would be, although definitely had legs.

While the strange Gaster slipped in Kidster slid out of the machine as a strand of void, keeping as quick and discreet as he could. He hid in the landing gear of the machine, keeping only just visible enough to keep an eye on what was going on.

While the Gaster rummaged around in the machine the Sans directed questions at Goop.

“What is this?”

“A time machine.”

The Sans raised a brow. “... a time machine.”

“A time machine.” Goop repeated.

Well. For once. Kid couldn’t really find it in himself to cringe at that.

They’d apparently landed right in front of this Gaster and Sans, after all.

Not…. really much that could explain that.

...he was suddenly extremely grateful for all the convenient foliage they’d crashed in over the last few months.

He kept watching.

“Sans.” The Gaster said as he stepped back out, holding a picture. He stood beside him and passed it over, taking point on holding his gun at Goop, runes drawn on the side of the muzzle.

Sans’ eye sockets widened a little, turned it over in his hands.

They gave one another a skeptical look before turning back to Goop, “who put you up to it?”

Oh. Well. That didn’t sound good.

...had something happened to this Gaster where he’d been forced to build something similar…?

All the same, Kidster tensed slightly, ready to summon his blasters if it looked like they were necessary. Summon them behind this Gaster and Sans. They wouldn’t see it coming.

….

He tried to sense if there were others nearby.

They were alone and judging by the surroundings inside some sort of abandoned industrial building that looked to be semi-furnished with a few bare necessities. A couch, a radio, a tiny part off to the side built up to be a kitchen.

“Uhhh…” Goop mumbled, not good at lying.

It was time for Kid to see, once again, how smoothly he handled these sorts of things before he had started tagging along.

“Nobody.” He answered, going with the truth. “It’s a time machine. I’m jumping around looking for other Gasters.”

The two shared another look of confusion.

Kid tried very hard not to groan and stifled the urge to manifest a head and hands, so he could bury his face in them.

He understood why Sans and Papyrus had mostly handled the interactions even more, now.

Goop could’ve at least stated he meant no harm, at this point.

Maybe he didn’t because he wasn’t sure if he did.

“Seriously. You’re Gaster, you’re San-”

“That’s enough.” Gaster said, putting the picture in his pocket and waving to Sans.

The short skeleton walked off, dragging a chair and some rope back a moment later.

Goop just hung his head a little.

He was so bad at this.

Woah. Wow. Kidster had no fucking idea what was going on but that chair and rope seemed like very bad things.

He’d never watched a gangster movie or read a book about them. They weren’t quite a thing in his Underground, not by a long shot, and this seemed to be a very convenient blind spot in his void-gotten knowledge.

So all he did was quietly reach across the room with his magic, trying to wrap protectively around Goop’s soul and give a squeeze.

I’m still here.

Sans grabbed hold of Goop from behind and forced him down into the chair before starting to tie him to it.

Goop let him, didn’t fight, even though if he really wanted he could just melt and slip through the ropes.

He mostly just looked annoyed at himself for being unable to think of anything to say.

Only once he was tied up did the other Gaster approach.

“Okay. I’m only going to ask this one more time. Who sent you?”

...wait.

...oh.

….Kidster hoped Goop still knew how to fake pain?????

Shit.

“Nobo-”

The other shot him in the foot.

He jumped at the noise more than anything, having never heard an actual gun before. The void of his foot splattered across the floor.

He was too startled to fake a scream, the void pulling right back to him without him even having to really think about it.

Gaster and Sans just stared.

Fuuucking shit that was so loud.

Holy fuck.

Kidster was pretty sure his eyes would’ve been spinning around in his skull for how loud that tiny little machine was.

And for how deep in shit they both were.

Deciding things were only going to get worse, so they might as well make it worse on their own terms, he slid away from the machine along the floor--not willing to risk it being shot--and found a nice, shadowed wall to reform beside.

He didn’t reform just yet, though.

After all.

Better to just… let them realize they were being nonviolent intentionally. Right?

So he stayed as a small, nearly-invisible puddle in the shadow as he intoned, “N̻͔͔̭̫͚͓̫̘̭ǫ̧̬̟̟̜̞̫̻̹b̢̡̩͍̠̠̹̣̠͍o̖͇̫̻̩̹̪̹̪ͅḏ̢̱͍͉̩̼̤ͅͅy͙̮͙̳̙͉̫̥̘͉ ̨̧̪̦̻̗͕͓̖̯s̢̗̲̗̜̫͓͈͍̮ȩ̰͇̱͓̝̙̺͙̰n̡̨̖̜͓͍̼̞͍͜t̙̰̗̭̟̼̫͙̭ͅ ̢̢̧̩̤̖͇̹̯̥u̧̟̺̝͙̘̤͇͚̙s̢̜̰͍̠͔̦͚̤̪.̢̡̥̟̱͈̗̬̖̞”

The two jumped and spun around, looking for the source of the voice.

“We’re just a pair of Gasters traveling the multiverse. You saw the pictures. We weren’t sent by anyone. We’re just here to find something and be on our way.”

“how are we expected to believe that?” The Sans asked, frowning as much as he was able.

“W̬̥̳̥̦͕e̞̝̺̘̮̻ ̣͔͖̠͚ͅh͖͈͉͇̠͜a̡̯̖͜��̫v̢̺͎̘̠͉ȩ̙̝̯̬͜ņ̼̼͙̝ͅ'̡̡̢̪̪̟ţ͈̹̳͓̝ ̞̭̙̬̯̟a̗̲͕̦̙͜t̡̡͈̙̘̖t̨̮͎̞̮̼a̡̝̮͉̮̬c͍̝̣̻̮̣k̼͓͉͎̦̝ę͎͎̹͚̞d̺͈̰͕̯͔ ̨̫̼̟̥͜y̨̞̬̳̜ͅe̲̞̘̜̹ͅt̩̲̩̙̱̜,͚̖̙̪̤̤ ̢͍̫̰̘̥t̡͇̖͓̯͜h̥̘̳͕͎̥o̬̠̭͔͚̜ų̨̨̱͔̖ģ̼̱͍̝ͅh̪̯̰͉͖͜ ̢͈̭̺̦̺y̨̺̝̭͇̯o̧̘̜̬̼̭u͔̭̹̭͙̻ ͈̣͙̲͙̫h̡͉͉̻͚̝a̧̳̮̫͉͉v̢̨̢͖̮̪e̢͉͖̞̺̫ ͇̬̥̮͍͜g͇̭̰̺̩̹i̘̣̜̣̜ͅv͚̝̖͇̻͔e̺̳̝̘͉͔n̡͍̘͙̬̩ ̫̫͚̞̱̞u̙̻̟̪̟͍s̩̪̲̭̞̤ ̰̩̗͈̳̝ŗ͙͙̲̘̦e̡̤͚̰͖̠a̢̮͈̖̝̙s̢̫̦̹̤̝o͍͍̮͎̖̻n̼̼͍͔̙ͅ ̙͓̘̻̺̫ṯ̠͖̰̦̙o̖̹̻͍̮͙.̧̹͔̲͚̞”

Kidster thought that was a pretty good argument.

“I’ve even been nice enough to let you tie me up and shoot me in the foot. I’m being incredibly generous right now.” He said flatly, getting annoyed with this whole thing.

“... Alright. Come out then, wherever you are.” The Gaster said.

Obediently, Kidster reformed, stepping slowly forward out of the shadow.

Hands up. Holes in them. Matching scars and letting his lower half remain solid for the moment.

He was shorter than Goop, even as a void. Between the two of them, Goop always looked a little more like the bigger threat.

He wondered what he’d look like to these two who’d only heard his voice so far.

“Hͅe̖r̗e͈.̢”

The Gaster frowned and glanced back at the machine, having seen his pictures too. Finally he sighed. Didn’t lower his weapon, but looked more fed up than anything else.

“Okay. Sit.” He gestured to one of the couches set across from another. “Start talking.”

Kidster moved carefully across the room and sat down.

“W͕e̞'̖r̟e̙ ̩t̻r̫a̬v͓e̹l͎i̝n̪g̣ ͔d̪i̦f͖f̖e̝r̜e͚n͕t͇ ̪w͈o͇r̬l̦d̞s̬ ̜l̥o̭o̰k̹i̢n͖g̠ ̲f̹o̮r͜ ̩a͇ ̠m͈u̢r̜d͍e̬r͓e̜r̜.͚ ̹A̰ ͔h̯u͖m̱a͔n̘.͔ ̜W͕e͕ ̡d̪o͎n͚'̲tͅ ̗m͖e͙a̲n̢ ̲a̮n͔y̭ ͇h̡a͕r̥m̲.͍ ̫O̩u̢r͙ ͇l̡a͇n͉d̪i͔n͎g͔ ̦ḩe͖r̯e̫ ̞i̘s͍ ̗j̥u͈ṣt̮ ̦u̪n̼f̻o̗r͖t̰u̫n͇a͇t̫e͜ ̼p̭r̼o͍x͖i͈m̝iͅt̘y̳.̧ ͅW̯e͍ ̧a̞ḭm̺ ͎f̖o͚r̩ ̰G͇a͎s̡t̖e͎r̰s̢,̝ ͔b̻e͔ça͎uͅs̯e͓ ̩t̬h̻a̰t̞'̬s̤ ̮w̡h͍o̯ ̜i̹ṣ ̦c̯u̦ŗṟe͚n͜t̰l̬y̖ ̖b̫ęi͚n̲g̨ ̳h͓uͅṉt͓e̹ḏ ̢d̥o̼w͖n̺.͍ ̣T̨h̝a̭ṱ'͎s̮ ͜a̺l̼l̙.̪”

“It’s hopping from timeline to timeline and destroying entire worlds. We’re just trying to track it down.” Goop added, watching the two think between themselves.

“... Now can I get untied or do I need to just do it myself?” He frowned.

Gaster sighed and Sans walked over, untying Goop from the chair.

Kid tried to not slump when Goop was untied. Even though he knew his friend was in relatively no danger, he still didn’t like seeing him restrained.

“T̢h̥a̗n̞k you.”

Sans lead him over to the couch where he took a seat beside Kid.

“So… you’re a pair of time-traveling Gasters on the hunt for a time-traveling human killing worlds.” Gaster repeated, sounding tired just saying it.

Kidster looked tired just hearing it.

“...unfortunately,” he said, face saying he agreed with every ounce of sarcasm Gaster might’ve felt.

“It’s just as ridiculous as it sounds.” Goop said, not sounding tired so much as just resigned to it all.

“... so there are more Gasters ‘n Sanses out there?” Sans asked.

Kidster nodded, and made no mention of Papyruses, though he did mark the absence of comment about him.

After his experience in the school-turned-hospital, he wasn’t keen to ask.

“Unfortunately,” he said, still looking tired. “Some have lives probably very similar to your own. Others are radically different. Gasters are a bit rarer, but we all seem to have a connection to a Sans in some fashion.”

“We only need to stay in this world for three days. Our machine needs that long to scan the surrounding timelines.” Goop said just as the screeching of tires came from outside.

Gaster nudged his Sans, who lumbered around a pillar inside the warehouse and was gone. “Well you’re not leaving my sight until then. Even if the crazy stuff you’re saying is true I’m not having you wandering around knowing where we are.”

Kidster nodded. “Fair enough.”

His timeline, his rules.

He hesitated though, now that Sans was gone, glancing towards the pillar he’d vanished around, then back at the Gaster in front of him.

“...”

He didn’t ask about the void.

He was tempted, but he didn’t.

Goop reached inside of himself to pull out the scanner and get it started, his hand not even partway inside him before Gaster quickly turned his gun back on him.

“Hey!”

Goop stopped.

“... It’s the scanner I use to find the next timeline.”

….okay, maybe now was the time to ask.

Kid leaned forward a little, resting his hands on his ‘knees’.

“...sorry if this is a bad question, but. Do you know at all about the void?”

Gaster blinked, confused. “The ‘void’?”

Goop didn’t bother pulling his scanner out, sighing a little as he shifted it inside himself and started it that way without any hands.

“...a place with nothing in it. It’s… hard to describe. Harder to escape.” He shrank a little. “....if that’s not enough, then I’m sure you haven’t encountered it. Which isn’t a bad thing. Just checking.”

Goop was much more direct. “If you haven’t encountered the void, why aren’t you a skeleton?”

Gaster stared, “... Because I’ve never been a skeleton.” He said flatly.

“Oh my God, Goop, you can’t just ask people why they aren’t skeletons,” Kid said, burying his face in his hands.

That was still. Extremely interesting information, though.

….oh, shit, was one of them actually a slime, then?

Goop just held up his hands. “Sorry? You’re the first Gaster I’ve met that hasn’t been a skeleton is all.”

Gaster raised a brow. “... How many have you met?”

Kidster looked up again, exhausted.

He glanced over at Goop.

“...combined? Something like fifty or so. At least.”

It had been a long few months searching for Goop.

Gaster’s eyes widened a little. “... You two aren’t skeletons though.”

“We had a few accidents,” Kidster said, “Which is why I asked about the void. I can show you a little of what it did, if you promise to not scream or shoot us again?”

He lifted his hand in preparation, waiting for the go-ahead.

Gaster eyed him. “... Go ahead.”

Kidster let his hand fall apart.

Stringy and morbid.

He called it back yet again. Reformed it back into a hand a moment later. Unaltered.

“...not exactly a skeleton at all, anymore.”

He didn’t seem to be very affected by it. “... I guess you wouldn’t be able to do that if you were skeletons.” He glanced towards the front of the factory where the car noise had come from.

Kidster glanced that direction as well, but didn’t mention it. He nodded again. “Any other questions or… things we should know to stay out of trouble?”

“As long as you stay inside and don’t do anything stupid everything will be fine.” Gaster said.

Goop glanced at Kid, wondering what his relationship with his Sans was if they weren’t the same type of monster. They couldn’t be clones then, surely.

The front door of the factory opened, Sans walking back inside with a Papyrus behind him, smartly dressed and carrying a few paper bags of groceries.

Despite his hopes of who was in the car, Kidster couldn’t help but relax at the sight of Papyrus.

Whole. Alive.

He could finally shake the image of him, stuttering and calling out for his brother.

He reached out towards his double a bit unconsciously.

Goop glanced at him but didn’t want to reach for him with his hand in case this Gaster got defensive again. Instead a tiny strip of void reached out to wrap around one of his fingers, small enough to go unseen.

“SANS TOLD ME WE HAVE GUESTS!” Papyrus said, smiling as always.

“Yeah. Just for three days. Gonna keep a watch over ‘em.” Gaster replied.

Kidster offered Papyrus a small, polite smile, but that was it, still hoping to not overstep.

“Hello.”

Goop waved.

“I WOULD HAVE BOUGHT MORE HAD I KNOWN WE WOULD HAVE GUESTS.” Papyrus said as he walked to the kitchen in the corner.

Kid shook his head. “Oh, no, we don’t want to impose. Our monster type doesn’t really eat much, anyway. Please don’t trouble yourself.”

He glanced at this world’s Gaster a moment later. “Though we do have a few spare rations, if you need them.”

It seemed they were hiding out.

...hopefully since Papyrus had grocery bags, he was safe enough going out, but still.

Before Papyrus could say what Goop thought he would say, he chimed up. “We don’t eat at all, actually, so save the food for yourself.”

Papyrus eyed them both. “... YOU DON’T EAT AT ALL?”

Kidster sighed. “....no. I was trying to let you down easy. Thank you for offering, though.”

He frowned, “... WELL, ALRIGHT.”

Goop just gave Kid an apologetic look, but he knew from experience with even that a Papyrus would always insist.

It was still such a strange thing to tell people that, even when it was necessary, it rankled Kid a little to have to hear it. Still, he gave Goop what he could of an understanding smile.

This world’s Papyrus moved away towards the section they had designated for their kitchen, an old fridge, sink, and beaten up table acting as their dining experience for now. Sans appeared to have vanished without a trace again, probably using some sort of shortcut to slip away, which left Gaster to watch over their guests.

He sighed, turned on an old radio sat by the couches, and sat across from the other two. He wasn’t willing to let them out of his sight.

Kidster sighed slightly as well, glancing sideways at Goop, rubbing his head.

“...start the scanner? ...Did we already do that?” It had been a crazy few minutes in this world so far. “It’s still working, right?”

He wasn’t sure why he’d ever trusted the machine in the first place, but he trusted it a little less after it had stranded them for a while there.

“I did it, yeah.” Goop said, his eye light going out for a moment as he checked it again inside his chest. He hadn’t been able to pull it out without this world’s Gaster think he was going for a weapon.

“Seems to be working fine.” He said, light reappearing.

“That the thing that’s gonna find the…” Gaster waved a hand, “Anomaly or whatever?”

“Yeah,” Kid said, also relaxing slightly as it kept working. “Basically. It searches for certain signatures in nearby worlds, I think?”

He glanced up to Goop to double check.

“Yep.” Goop said, arms folding over his chest.

Gaster nodded and then looked down at the other’s foot, noting how nothing seemed out of the ordinary even after being shot.

“So… what? Does this ‘void’ make you impervious to bullets or something?”

Kidster hesitated, glancing at Goop once more before facing this Gaster properly and answering.

“...it’s a technical side effect, I suppose? It replaces your previous body with… itself. It’s not alive, so it can’t die. So it’s about as effective as attacking water by stabbing it randomly, if that makes sense?”

He paused a moment.

“Though please don’t shoot us.”

“Yeah, what the hell.” Goop frowned, “I never thought guns were so loud. They’re not that loud in the movies.”

Gaster glanced between them, “I see. And you’re both made up of it?”

Kid just nodded this time, giving a, “yeah, we are,” and carefully not mentioning having a mind one way or another about being made up of intangible super-substance.

Gaster nodded and was silent a moment before asking, “How did you end up like that then?”

“Accident,” Kidster said generously, hoping the other might realize it was not a good idea to pursue.

“... Oh.” Gaster said, but didn’t press any further, even if he did want to know.

He would fall silent, the radio going on about a baseball game against two rival teams. This Gaster didn’t seem particularly interested in it, despite having turned it on.

Kidster nodded.

The silence stretched on, and he couldn’t think of anything else to say, the last question hanging in the air, until he finally sighed again.

“...it’s a very specific sort of almost-death experience,” he said after a moment. “We told you we’ve been traveling around finding other Gasters, right?”

“Right.” Gaster said, blinking, having not thought they would continue with the conversation.

“I’ve met dozens of Gasters,” he said. “And only threeish with this sort of mutation. One isn’t even really a Gaster. He’s the shattered remains of hundres of others whose soul shards are trapped in the void and clung together to gain form. Another one had gone fully insane and was just sitting in the void as a… thing. That was mostly teeth and honestly I don’t really even want to remember that right now. The third was a lump. Just…. A lump, sitting in the back of a cave. Didn’t talk. Not sure if they fully understood us, but they were aware enough to appreciate company. That’s all I can say about them, though.”

He paused a moment, glancing at the floor.

“...Goop’s been to even more worlds. Ones that are empty of Gasters, who no one but sometimes Sans will even be able to remember by the time the void is done with them. It’s not something to puruse. It’ll either find you, or it won’t. Don’t risk chasing after it.”

Both of them looked pretty surprised at Kid, Goop somehow moreso than the other Gaster.

He wasn’t used to Kid being so talkative and… honest with others in different worlds.

“... How would you even start to pursue such a thing?” The Gaster asked, confused.

“How bad at science are you?” Kid asked flatly.

“I dabble.” Gaster shrugged, just as Goop gave Kid a flat look.

That usually meant ‘pretty good’ in Gaster-speak.

“You’re fucked,” Kid said, nodding.

Gaster’s face fell, glaring at the two. “What?”

“Yep.” Goop nodded in agreement.

“Tell your kids you love them,” Kid said, nodding again.

“Or abandon science and never fucking touch it ever again. I mean, who knows. You’re already the first slime Gaster so maybe you’ll break the chain.” Goop shrugged.

Gaster’s eyes bounced between them angrily. “I’m not about to believe you that this is unavoidable.”

“I mean, it might be avoidable,” Kid said, shrugging, trying to not let emotions bubble up.

Not going to fuck this world up.

“It’s just--there’s no way to know until you’re dead. And by then, it’s…. Well. There’s nothing to do but… be dead, hopefully.”

Goop frowned, the void he had wrapped around Kid’s hand tightening a little, staying hidden from the other’s view.

“Try not to worry about it too much.” He said, “Everyone dies eventually. It just depends if you end up in the void or not with Gasters.”

Gaster frowned.

“...yeah,” Kid said at that expression, sighing a little again, grateful for the hold on him even as he closed his eyes. “...we know. Let’s figure out something better to talk about? What’s this place like?”

“What do you mean?” Gaster asked, not really understanding how broad that question was supposed to be. Goop narrowed it down for him.

“What year is it? Are we above ground or below ground?”

“19XX. We’re… aboveground…?” The second question confused him.

Kid hesitated.

“....by that tone, I’m guessing you’ve never been belowground? Mt. Ebott? Barrier, seven souls, King Asgore and Queen Toriel?”

That wouldn’t be so bad, as long as it was absolutely nothing like the other worlds that had been aboveground.

...he had no idea what was going on in the 1900s aboveground……

“Uhhh, some of those are ringing a bell.” Gaster said, raising one of his eyes slightly. “Ebott City. Asgore and Toriel are my bosses.”

Kid paused.

It was still somewhat ingrained in him to not speak his mind about the King and Queen, but there was definitely a part of him that felt rather glad they were not running a country.

He nodded again after a moment, realizing that might’ve needed a response. “So, yeah. Different circumstances, similar names, I guess.”

“Why ask if we’re aboveground?” Gaster asked.

“Our worlds had monsters trapped under Ebott in a massive cave system for a few thousand years,” Kid said, trying to keep his voice light. “Goop was alive before that. I was born in the caves. We technically still haven’t made our way out, yet. A lot of worlds are still underground, but not all of them make it there.”

“How the hell did you managed to get trapped?” Gaster asked, the word ‘barrier’ and ‘souls’ hadn’t meant anything to him before.

“A war with humans didn’t go well,” Kid said. “Instead of massacring everyone, they locked us all inside a mountain and cast a barrier spell over the top of it so we couldn’t surface again or go a certain distance beyond it underground. So we all just live in a bubble for years and years until we gather enough power to counteract the barrier and get aboveground again.”

It was easy when he was talking about things he hadn’t experienced personally.

A curious look grossed Gaster’s face.

“... Any of that sounding a little similar to what you’re going through?” Goop asked.

“... We aren’t sealed away, but monsters are more or less forced to live inside the city. There are blockades outside of it checking to make sure no monster leaves illegally.”

“And if you do manage to go out…?” Kid asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

“Shot or imprisoned depending on the circumstances.” Gaster said.

Kid’s mouth tensed, but he didn’t say anything against that.

“...can we ask what Toriel and Asgore do?”

...he wondered if they’d be trying to keep monsters in or break them out.

“They run one of the largest mobs in the city. Keep order when there’d otherwise be none.” Gaster shrugged.

Kid blinked.

Covered his face.

“...oh my god…”

Goop just… laughed.

Gaster looked a mix of confused and insulted now.

“...I’m sorry, I….”

He couldn’t lift his face from his hands.

“...Mr. Dreemurr leading a mob….”

Goop just… kept laughing.

“I’m missing something…?” Gaster finally said.

Kid pulled his hands down just enough to glance at Goop.

“...do they call him King Fluffybuns in your world, too?”

“King…?” Gaster stared.

“They did in mine, yeah.” Goop said, stifling some laughter.

Kid just nodded at this world’s Gaster before hiding his face again.

“...it’s just… I can’t… I’m so sorry I’m sure he does a great job I just… it’s hard to imagine!!”

He was smiling faintly, trying to stifle it.

“He’s so shit at ruling though!” Goop said, grinning and not at all hiding it. “How does he keep getting this job in every fucking timeline!?”

“Asgore isn’t bad at running things.” Gaster blinked.

“Goop is biased because he couldn’t have kept a civilization holding itself together on the brink of self-destruction,” Kid said quickly, still trying to hide his smile. “What--what’s he like, here?”

“Pretty strict. Kinda cold. Doesn’t talk much.” Gaster said. “Deals with the darker shit.”

Kid paused, smile falling right off his face.

“...and Toriel?”

“Nice. Doesn’t let anything escape her. Keeps a pretty tight noose on her employees.”

It was Goop’s turn to stare.

Kid hesitated.

“...have they ever had kids?”

Gaster’s smile melted right off his face.

“... Yeah.”

Kid sighed again, leaning back against the ship, holding Goop’s hand tightly.

“...Asgore essentially declare war against humanity for what they did to them?”

“That’s a bit of a stretch, but…” Gaster shrugged, as if that said everything else.

He tried to smile.

“...it’s a bit of a stretch to declare war when you’re trapped underground and they don’t know you exist, to be fair…”

He sighed again and tried to absorb that.

“...poor Fluffybuns.”

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