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You looked around the table and noticed that everyone was staring at you. Even Papyrus, whom would NEVER let anything get in the way of his spaghetti, stopped eating. You looked at Sans, and saw that his smile was fading. Gaster tilted his head at you, and gestured:

Why do you want to fight, Frisk?

Why DID you? You dislike fighting; you've spared all your friends in the past. Never once have you raised a fist at someone or used a weapon on them. Still, it was the only way to see if Gaster was the man that people made him out to be. You would not hurt him. You said, "Beware of the man who speaks in hands."

Papyrus and Sans glanced at each other, then looked to their father. He was currently staring at you. After a few moments, he gestured again. Maybe tomorrow morning.

Sans stands up in his seat.

"Kid, I need to talk to you. In the hallway. Now."

You look at Gaster, and he gives you a dismissing nod. So you got up and followed Sans into the hallway. Once you guys were out of earshot, he turns to you. This was one of the few times you've heard him say something serious.

"Kid, don't fight him. Okay?"

"I'm not going to hurt him," You explain. "I'm just going to-"

"It's not that." Sans looks at you. "You just don't fight Gaster."

"Why?"

Sans paused. He opened his mouth to say something, but ended up shutting it and looking away from you. Was fighting Gaster REALLY bad enough that even Sans would tell you not to?

"Fine," He shoved his hands in his pockets. "Do you want, kid. But I'd suggest you'd avoid fighting him if you know what's best for you."

With that, he pat you on back and made his way upstairs into his room. You felt yourself stare at the door a bit longer than you needed to. Once you collected your thoughts together, you walked back into the dining room and saw that Papyrus was finishing the rest of the leftovers. When he saw you, he smiled.

"Frisk! Do you want any before it's all gone?"

You shake your head. Gaster got up from his seat and made his way towards you. He gestured, Do you need an escort home, Frisk?

"Actually," You say. "I was wondering if I could spend the night over?"

Immediately, Papyrus' skull looked up from the bowl. Gaster smiled and nodded. "A SLEEPOVER!?" Papyrus ran to you and picked you up. "I KNOW JUST THE THING! COME WITH ME!"

He carried you in one of his arms and headed up the stairs into his room. He plopped you down on his bed, and raced over to his closet. He dug around a bit before pulling something out. You saw that it was a miniature version of his racecar bed.

"I slept in this when I was just baby bones!" He exclaimed and turned to you. "I think it's big enough for you! Would you like to use it?"

You got off from his bed and walked over to the one sitting near his feet. You lay down in it, and, immediately, you sunk into the mattress. From above, you could see Papyrus' excited smile.

"Cozy, huh!?"

You nod.

--

Later that night, you called Toriel explaining that you were staying over. It didn't really matter to you if she disagreed with this or not. Because, even IF Gaster were a bad person, you knew that someone was looking out for you. Plenty of people were. You click off your phone and set it on Papyrus' table next to his action figures. He spins around in his chair before stopping to face your direction.

He said, "Gee, out first sleepover! I wonder what we should do?"

He taps his gloved finger on his chin before looking around. He asked, "Do you want to....um...read a...book?"

You shake your head and climb in your bed. Papyrus blinks in confusion.

"But it's too early to sleep!" He pauses. "Oh, well..you ARE fighting my dad in the morning....B-But still! We should at LEAST do something, right?"

You ignore the skeleton and turn the other away, pulling the blankets on you. Papyrus scoffs and gets out of his chair, sitting on his bed across from you and taking his boots off. He leans over to the lamp and looks in your direction.

He says, "Nighty-night, Frisk!"

You smile and reply, "Goodnight, Papyrus."

--

The following morning, you found Gaster in the kitchen making breakfast. You could hear Papyrus upstairs banging on the door and yelling about how long Sans was taking in the bathroom. Gaster smiles when he sees you, and offers you a plate of biscuits of gravy. You take it and gesture, Thank you.

It's not a problem. He replies. He quickly made the other plates and set them on the table. He turns to you and asks, Did you sleep well?

You nod, taking your fork out and starting to eat your breakfast. You had to admit....Gaster was a pretty good cook. But how exactly did he know about human foods? You hadn't seen any breakfast dishes like these around town. The closest you've seen is the spaghetti Papyrus fixes for himself in the morning.

You look up and watch him get something out of the fridge. You were going to learn everything today, and you were sure of it.

With more questions forming in your head, you turned back to your food and quickly ate the rest. You weren't going to get answers sitting down and eating all morning. Gaster turns from the fridge and looks at your plate, eye sockets widening.

Would you like some more? He gestures. You shake your head, handing him your plate and fork. He takes it and sets it in the dishwasher. You wipe your mouth with a napkin and lean forward, asking, "When are we going to battle?"

As soon as you want to. I just thought that some rest and breakfast would help you prepare for it.

The edge of your mouth twitches. You wipe it off with your sleeve. Why was this so difficult? Pushing it aside, you say, "I'm ready now."

Alright, then. He wipes his hands off with a towel. Off we go.

He writes a quick note and sets it on the table nearby the two plates. You recognize the symbols he drew, but could not read it. They were the same kind you saw recorded on those logs. He turns to you and smile, leading you out of the house and onto the snow trail outside.

--

The two of you walked for awhile. He was leading you somewhere in the forest, and you didn't recognize the path that you were on. You were sure that you passed Snowdin, but that was about the last thing you remembered. You turned to him and asked, "Where are we going?"

Someplace quiet. He gestures. Don't worry, I know where we're going. It's just around this corner.

Just like he said, when the two of you passed a corner, you saw a cleared square area that was completely deserted. Some of the snowmen built there were old, and you noticed that one was wearing a small scarf. Some symbols were written in the snow, but you could not read them.

Gaster leads you out of the snow and into smooth ground. He stands across from you and distances himself. You felt a gust of wind pass by you and shivered. He only stares at you.

Are you alright with where we are?

You look around another time. The trees circling this area prevented any background distraction, and the snow fields were out of the way. The only complaint you had was that it was a lot colder here than back in Snowdin. You turn back to him and nod. He stands up straight, which made him look a lot different than being hunched back.

There is only rule to fighting me. He explained. It's very simple, and the rest is up to you.

You blink, arching an eyebrow in confusion. You ask, "What is it?"

You see a flash of light in his eyes, and his smile and eyes started to drip. You felt a chill run up your spine, and you stepped back. The first thing you ever heard came from this mouth:

"☥👈 👌👈 👍👋✞👋☹."

He takes his arm and moves it over to the left, slicing your FIGHT option in half. Immediately, all your weapons were dropped and your defense was lowered. You look up in fear and realize that his eyes were glowing both blue and orange. His body was dripping on the ground.

"Wha-"

Before you could say anything, he threw a bone and you only had a second to dodge it. It grazed your knee, and he threw 10 more in different directions and sent two Gaster Blasters in front and behind you. Your face and legs were cut from the bones, and your shirt nearly caught on fire from the blasts.

Another bone was tossed in the opposite direction you were facing, and it made you trip. You didn't even have the chance to get up because more Gaster Blasters surrounded you. You run and dodged their attack, but trip on another bone. You look to Gaster. He was just standing there.

You stood your ground, clenched your fists, and yelled. "WHAT ARE YOU!?"

He didn't flinch, nor did he look away from you. Why wasn't he doing anything!?

He said, "☥✌❄👍👇 ✡⚐✝☼ 💧❄👈🚩, 👉☼👋💧😐."

With that, he threw three more bones and you ducked. He took a hold of your heart and threw you over to the side, making you land on your back and have the air come out of you. Once you saw another bone come flying towards you, you jumped and grabbed it. You chucked it into Gaster's direction. The bone just went right through him and landed somewhere else.

You felt like yelling again, but you didn't. You weren't angry, and you didn't want to be. Tears forming in your eyes, you ask, "How did you die?"

Gaster did not reply. He grabbed your heart and threw you backwards, throwing another bone towards you. Somehow, you managed to trip midair and the bone grazed your scalp. You stumble forward, and trip another bone. Where were they coming from!?

A Gaster Blaster came behind you, followed by two more on your left and right. You wanted to run, but you couldn't. The heat in your body and the lack of energy prevented you from doing anything. The blasts opened your wounds, and blood was starting to drip off your body.

You grit your teeth. No. You were determined. You will survive this.

You got up and stood firmly. Gaster stared at you. He said, "✌ 👇✝💣✌💀, ✡👈✌☼💧 ✌👆⚐...❄👇👈✡ ☥👈☼👈 💀⚐❄ 👎👈❄👈☼💣👋💀👈👎. 👋 ☥✌❄👍👇👈👎 ❄👇👈💣 👎👋👈.."

He grabbed your heart again and threw you forward so you were only a few feet away from him. The bones were coming from different directions again, and you had to swoop out of the way. A Gaster Blaster stood at your side, and you rolled to the left. More bones were hitting you, and the snow on the ground started to burn your skin.

You looked up at him, tears rolling down your cheeks and clutching your shirt.

You said, "Asgore really liked you..."

He grabs your heart again. He lifts you up in the air, and a couple of Gaster Blasters flew to join you. You gained control and went out of his grasp, but ended up falling onto the ground. The air was knocked out of you again. A bone fell from above and you jump out of the way. It would have hit your head.

You look up, and noticed that Gaster was closer to you. He said, "✌💧👆⚐☼👈 💀⚐ ☹⚐💀👆👈☼ ☼👈💣👈💣👌👈☼💧 💣👈."

He threw you over to the side, and sent Gaster Blasters in all of your directions. They blasted all at once, and you felt the heat burn your skin. A bone thrown from behind you hit the back of your head, and you fell forward. Your vision was now blurry, and your body stung. You blinked the tears out of your eyes and saw Gaster stepped forward.

Your heart hurt, and your head spun. You couldn't think clearly, and breathing was difficult. You were no longer determined to know the truth. All you wanted was to survive. Tears rolled down from your eyes as you cried. "Please....stop...."

Gaster knelt in front of you, and took a hold of you. You clenched your teeth and flinched, praying to God that he wasn't going to slam you on the floor again. But, instead of doing that, he put you in his lap and held you close. The longer he held you, the less pain you felt. There was no more stinging, and your vision was better. The pain in your head subsided. You looked up at Gaster. He smiled at you.

You looked at yourself and noticed that all your injuries were gone. You looked at Gaster in surprise. You ask, "You...healed me?"

He gestured. I would not ever hurt you, child. But you wanted to fight.

You close your eyes and roll out of his lap. You lay there on the ground and stare at the sky. He leans over and looks at you.

I'm sorry, Frisk.

"It's okay," You replied. "I should have listened to them."

To who?

You sit up and hold your knees to your chest. You didn't want to look at him because you probably looked pathetic. You replied, "The ones that warned me. I didn't think you were dangerous."

Both of you sit there for a moment or two until you hear Gaster move his hands. You look over at him, and he gestures. Where do you think we are, Frisk?

"I don't know."

That's just it. No one knows. Not even the ones that were here before.

He gets up, and offers his hand to you. You take it, ignoring the holes in his hand, and let him lead you over to the snow. He gestures, This is where I used to take Sans and Papyrus when they were little. They made snowmen and played a lot here.

Your eyes widened in surprise. You ask, "Really?"

Yes. But they do not remember it. They do not remember anything in the past that was related to me. He turns to look at the snowmen. He looks to the ground, and nudges you to look at well. You notice some symbols carved in the snow.

He asks, Do you know what that says?

"No." You reply.

It says, 'I love you Daddy'. Sans wrote that when he was 2.

"What is it written in?" You ask, looking at him. Despite how cute that sounded, your curiosity was far greater than that. Gaster turned to you.

WingDing. Only Sans and Papyus understand it because it is the only language I can write and read in.

You don't say anything, except stare at the symbols carved into the ground. It was hard to believe that Sans once wrote it. It was even more difficult to imagine him as a baby, too. Maybe you should just stop thinking about it.

Do YOU think I'm dangerous, Frisk?

You stare at the symbols a bit longer. Papyrus and Sans loved him, and he didn't seem bad. Maybe that was just because you don't know his past and the people who do are afraid of him. But....maybe you didn't NEED to.

"No," You shake your head, looking at him and smiling. "No, I don't."

End

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You looked around the table and noticed that everyone was staring at you. Even Papyrus, whom would NEVER let anything get in the way of his spaghetti, stopped eating. You looked at Sans, and saw that his smile was fading. Gaster tilted his head at you, and gestured:

Why do you want to fight, Frisk?

Why DID you? You dislike fighting; you've spared all your friends in the past. Never once have you raised a fist at someone or used a weapon on them. Still, it was the only way to see if Gaster was the man that people made him out to be. You would not hurt him. You said, "Beware of the man who speaks in hands."

Papyrus and Sans glanced at each other, then looked to their father. He was currently staring at you. After a few moments, he gestured again. Maybe tomorrow morning.

Sans stands up in his seat.

"Kid, I need to talk to you. In the hallway. Now."

You look at Gaster, and he gives you a dismissing nod. So you got up and followed Sans into the hallway. Once you guys were out of earshot, he turns to you. This was one of the few times you've heard him say something serious.

"Kid, don't fight him. Okay?"

"I'm not going to hurt him," You explain. "I'm just going to-"

"It's not that." Sans looks at you. "You just don't fight Gaster."

"Why?"

Sans paused. He opened his mouth to say something, but ended up shutting it and looking away from you. Was fighting Gaster REALLY bad enough that even Sans would tell you not to?

"Fine," He shoved his hands in his pockets. "Do you want, kid. But I'd suggest you'd avoid fighting him if you know what's best for you."

With that, he pat you on back and made his way upstairs into his room. You felt yourself stare at the door a bit longer than you needed to. Once you collected your thoughts together, you walked back into the dining room and saw that Papyrus was finishing the rest of the leftovers. When he saw you, he smiled.

"Frisk! Do you want any before it's all gone?"

You shake your head. Gaster got up from his seat and made his way towards you. He gestured, Do you need an escort home, Frisk?

"Actually," You say. "I was wondering if I could spend the night over?"

Immediately, Papyrus' skull looked up from the bowl. Gaster smiled and nodded. "A SLEEPOVER!?" Papyrus ran to you and picked you up. "I KNOW JUST THE THING! COME WITH ME!"

He carried you in one of his arms and headed up the stairs into his room. He plopped you down on his bed, and raced over to his closet. He dug around a bit before pulling something out. You saw that it was a miniature version of his racecar bed.

"I slept in this when I was just baby bones!" He exclaimed and turned to you. "I think it's big enough for you! Would you like to use it?"

You got off from his bed and walked over to the one sitting near his feet. You lay down in it, and, immediately, you sunk into the mattress. From above, you could see Papyrus' excited smile.

"Cozy, huh!?"

You nod.

--

Later that night, you called Toriel explaining that you were staying over. It didn't really matter to you if she disagreed with this or not. Because, even IF Gaster were a bad person, you knew that someone was looking out for you. Plenty of people were. You click off your phone and set it on Papyrus' table next to his action figures. He spins around in his chair before stopping to face your direction.

He said, "Gee, out first sleepover! I wonder what we should do?"

He taps his gloved finger on his chin before looking around. He asked, "Do you want to....um...read a...book?"

You shake your head and climb in your bed. Papyrus blinks in confusion.

"But it's too early to sleep!" He pauses. "Oh, well..you ARE fighting my dad in the morning....B-But still! We should at LEAST do something, right?"

You ignore the skeleton and turn the other away, pulling the blankets on you. Papyrus scoffs and gets out of his chair, sitting on his bed across from you and taking his boots off. He leans over to the lamp and looks in your direction.

He says, "Nighty-night, Frisk!"

You smile and reply, "Goodnight, Papyrus."

--

The following morning, you found Gaster in the kitchen making breakfast. You could hear Papyrus upstairs banging on the door and yelling about how long Sans was taking in the bathroom. Gaster smiles when he sees you, and offers you a plate of biscuits of gravy. You take it and gesture, Thank you.

It's not a problem. He replies. He quickly made the other plates and set them on the table. He turns to you and asks, Did you sleep well?

You nod, taking your fork out and starting to eat your breakfast. You had to admit....Gaster was a pretty good cook. But how exactly did he know about human foods? You hadn't seen any breakfast dishes like these around town. The closest you've seen is the spaghetti Papyrus fixes for himself in the morning.

You look up and watch him get something out of the fridge. You were going to learn everything today, and you were sure of it.

With more questions forming in your head, you turned back to your food and quickly ate the rest. You weren't going to get answers sitting down and eating all morning. Gaster turns from the fridge and looks at your plate, eye sockets widening.

Would you like some more? He gestures. You shake your head, handing him your plate and fork. He takes it and sets it in the dishwasher. You wipe your mouth with a napkin and lean forward, asking, "When are we going to battle?"

As soon as you want to. I just thought that some rest and breakfast would help you prepare for it.

The edge of your mouth twitches. You wipe it off with your sleeve. Why was this so difficult? Pushing it aside, you say, "I'm ready now."

Alright, then. He wipes his hands off with a towel. Off we go.

He writes a quick note and sets it on the table nearby the two plates. You recognize the symbols he drew, but could not read it. They were the same kind you saw recorded on those logs. He turns to you and smile, leading you out of the house and onto the snow trail outside.

--

The two of you walked for awhile. He was leading you somewhere in the forest, and you didn't recognize the path that you were on. You were sure that you passed Snowdin, but that was about the last thing you remembered. You turned to him and asked, "Where are we going?"

Someplace quiet. He gestures. Don't worry, I know where we're going. It's just around this corner.

Just like he said, when the two of you passed a corner, you saw a cleared square area that was completely deserted. Some of the snowmen built there were old, and you noticed that one was wearing a small scarf. Some symbols were written in the snow, but you could not read them.

Gaster leads you out of the snow and into smooth ground. He stands across from you and distances himself. You felt a gust of wind pass by you and shivered. He only stares at you.

Are you alright with where we are?

You look around another time. The trees circling this area prevented any background distraction, and the snow fields were out of the way. The only complaint you had was that it was a lot colder here than back in Snowdin. You turn back to him and nod. He stands up straight, which made him look a lot different than being hunched back.

There is only rule to fighting me. He explained. It's very simple, and the rest is up to you.

You blink, arching an eyebrow in confusion. You ask, "What is it?"

You see a flash of light in his eyes, and his smile and eyes started to drip. You felt a chill run up your spine, and you stepped back. The first thing you ever heard came from this mouth:

"☥👈 👌👈 👍👋✞👋☹."

He takes his arm and moves it over to the left, slicing your FIGHT option in half. Immediately, all your weapons were dropped and your defense was lowered. You look up in fear and realize that his eyes were glowing both blue and orange. His body was dripping on the ground.

"Wha-"

Before you could say anything, he threw a bone and you only had a second to dodge it. It grazed your knee, and he threw 10 more in different directions and sent two Gaster Blasters in front and behind you. Your face and legs were cut from the bones, and your shirt nearly caught on fire from the blasts.

Another bone was tossed in the opposite direction you were facing, and it made you trip. You didn't even have the chance to get up because more Gaster Blasters surrounded you. You run and dodged their attack, but trip on another bone. You look to Gaster. He was just standing there.

You stood your ground, clenched your fists, and yelled. "WHAT ARE YOU!?"

He didn't flinch, nor did he look away from you. Why wasn't he doing anything!?

He said, "☥✌❄👍👇 ✡⚐✝☼ 💧❄👈🚩, 👉☼👋💧😐."

With that, he threw three more bones and you ducked. He took a hold of your heart and threw you over to the side, making you land on your back and have the air come out of you. Once you saw another bone come flying towards you, you jumped and grabbed it. You chucked it into Gaster's direction. The bone just went right through him and landed somewhere else.

You felt like yelling again, but you didn't. You weren't angry, and you didn't want to be. Tears forming in your eyes, you ask, "How did you die?"

Gaster did not reply. He grabbed your heart and threw you backwards, throwing another bone towards you. Somehow, you managed to trip midair and the bone grazed your scalp. You stumble forward, and trip another bone. Where were they coming from!?

A Gaster Blaster came behind you, followed by two more on your left and right. You wanted to run, but you couldn't. The heat in your body and the lack of energy prevented you from doing anything. The blasts opened your wounds, and blood was starting to drip off your body.

You grit your teeth. No. You were determined. You will survive this.

You got up and stood firmly. Gaster stared at you. He said, "✌ 👇✝💣✌💀, ✡👈✌☼💧 ✌👆⚐...❄👇👈✡ ☥👈☼👈 💀⚐❄ 👎👈❄👈☼💣👋💀👈👎. 👋 ☥✌❄👍👇👈👎 ❄👇👈💣 👎👋👈.."

He grabbed your heart again and threw you forward so you were only a few feet away from him. The bones were coming from different directions again, and you had to swoop out of the way. A Gaster Blaster stood at your side, and you rolled to the left. More bones were hitting you, and the snow on the ground started to burn your skin.

You looked up at him, tears rolling down your cheeks and clutching your shirt.

You said, "Asgore really liked you..."

He grabs your heart again. He lifts you up in the air, and a couple of Gaster Blasters flew to join you. You gained control and went out of his grasp, but ended up falling onto the ground. The air was knocked out of you again. A bone fell from above and you jump out of the way. It would have hit your head.

You look up, and noticed that Gaster was closer to you. He said, "✌💧👆⚐☼👈 💀⚐ ☹⚐💀👆👈☼ ☼👈💣👈💣👌👈☼💧 💣👈."

He threw you over to the side, and sent Gaster Blasters in all of your directions. They blasted all at once, and you felt the heat burn your skin. A bone thrown from behind you hit the back of your head, and you fell forward. Your vision was now blurry, and your body stung. You blinked the tears out of your eyes and saw Gaster stepped forward.

Your heart hurt, and your head spun. You couldn't think clearly, and breathing was difficult. You were no longer determined to know the truth. All you wanted was to survive. Tears rolled down from your eyes as you cried. "Please....stop...."

Gaster knelt in front of you, and took a hold of you. You clenched your teeth and flinched, praying to God that he wasn't going to slam you on the floor again. But, instead of doing that, he put you in his lap and held you close. The longer he held you, the less pain you felt. There was no more stinging, and your vision was better. The pain in your head subsided. You looked up at Gaster. He smiled at you.

You looked at yourself and noticed that all your injuries were gone. You looked at Gaster in surprise. You ask, "You...healed me?"

He gestured. I would not ever hurt you, child. But you wanted to fight.

You close your eyes and roll out of his lap. You lay there on the ground and stare at the sky. He leans over and looks at you.

I'm sorry, Frisk.

"It's okay," You replied. "I should have listened to them."

To who?

You sit up and hold your knees to your chest. You didn't want to look at him because you probably looked pathetic. You replied, "The ones that warned me. I didn't think you were dangerous."

Both of you sit there for a moment or two until you hear Gaster move his hands. You look over at him, and he gestures. Where do you think we are, Frisk?

"I don't know."

That's just it. No one knows. Not even the ones that were here before.

He gets up, and offers his hand to you. You take it, ignoring the holes in his hand, and let him lead you over to the snow. He gestures, This is where I used to take Sans and Papyrus when they were little. They made snowmen and played a lot here.

Your eyes widened in surprise. You ask, "Really?"

Yes. But they do not remember it. They do not remember anything in the past that was related to me. He turns to look at the snowmen. He looks to the ground, and nudges you to look at well. You notice some symbols carved in the snow.

He asks, Do you know what that says?

"No." You reply.

It says, 'I love you Daddy'. Sans wrote that when he was 2.

"What is it written in?" You ask, looking at him. Despite how cute that sounded, your curiosity was far greater than that. Gaster turned to you.

WingDing. Only Sans and Papyus understand it because it is the only language I can write and read in.

You don't say anything, except stare at the symbols carved into the ground. It was hard to believe that Sans once wrote it. It was even more difficult to imagine him as a baby, too. Maybe you should just stop thinking about it.

Do YOU think I'm dangerous, Frisk?

You stare at the symbols a bit longer. Papyrus and Sans loved him, and he didn't seem bad. Maybe that was just because you don't know his past and the people who do are afraid of him. But....maybe you didn't NEED to.

"No," You shake your head, looking at him and smiling. "No, I don't."

End