Week 1-Only one Bed
A month had already passed since the start of the war with the humans. It was not easy to accept all this, the idea that coexisting together was not a possibility that the humans were willing to realize and so all that remained was to destroy so many lives, ending up demonstrating the arrogance that between the two factions the strongest had to survive.
And so Despite A Gaster have given his tent taken sympathy and relationship with GRILLBY did not do anything but go to sneak in the middle of the night, Not only in his tent but also in his sleeping bag.
And well as a skeleton the nights became freezing they were not easy to overcome both due to the cold and the questions that were buzzing in his head. Even GRILLBY wasn't doing very well between overthinking and panic attacks, he had too many responsibilities behind him and so he thought while Gaster had already fallen into a deep sleep immersed in his chest
"Maybe I should simply cancel myself and let myself close my eyes just like you managed, since I've already told you that it's not the case that you stay here so often at night I am the Captain of your army, tomorrow I might see you get wounded in battle...you might lose some of your colleagues due to some of my unsuccessful commands and you also have no intention of letting me go from your sight, you hide everything in that funny character and enterprising and I can't help but get stuck in all this"
So were those nights ended up marking all those speeches that he could not say when he was awake hoping that the next morning would have the courage to tell him to overcome any doubt and safety but I still remain a quarter of an hour to review strategies on strategies of battle as every night but the calm breath of Gaster’s sleep finally made him give up and finally fall into a deep sleep