*It's a story about HandPlates! Gaster and Wing! Gaster
*I’ll appreciate it very much if you point out the mistakes I made in the translation, all kinds of help are welcomed!
Maybe because of weakness or exhaustion, Gaster fell into deep sleep again soon.
Wing continued the healing magic and used two magic hands to peel a crabapple.
Two little skeletons appeared from the other side of the bed.
W: Well, I hope I didn't scare you just now
W: I think I need a self-introduction, right?
The little skeletons had an eye contract, and then they smiled at Wing.
W:(THE SMILE OH MY ASDFGHKLJ IT’S BEEN SO LONG)
Two kids looked at the black monster curiously.
1-S: are you also a skeleton?
2-P: YOU HAVE CRACKS ON YOUR HEAD
1-S: your body is different from us
2-P: (poke) IT FEELS SOFT
W: (AHHHHHH I AM GONNA DIE ON CUTENESS)
2-P: HE CALLED US SUBJECT 1-S AND 2-P
W: Maybe you can find yourselves names later
1-S: and who are you? what's your name?
W: We are WingDings...It’s complex to explain...
W: What do you want to call me?
1-S: "blacky" sounds good
1-S: O-O blacky melted again
2-P stared at Wing's face.
Little skeletons ran out of the room. The children seemed to hold something in their hands when they returned. Wing lowered his head so they could reach him.
The kids put a few band-aids on the cracks in his skull.
2-P: THEN YOU WILL GET BETTER SOON!
1-S: O-O blacky melted aaaagain
2-P: USUALLY HE WILL GIVE US FOOD AT THIS TIME.
W: What do you want to eat?
2-P: ONCE HE TALKED ABOUT “COOK”
2-P: DO YOU KNOW ABOUT IT?
1-S: we should find a instruction first
2-P: NYEH—I THINK I HAVE AN IDEA
W: (Should I follow the recipe or children’s imagination...?)
W: (But they look so happy)
*A plate of spaghetti, which seems not as safe as it looks.
2-P: ALTHOUGH IT LOOKS A LITTLE DIFFERENT FROM WHAT WE ATE BEFORE
1-S: or totally different
1-S: anyway, i’ll eat it up.
W: Look, I also made some for you.
W: What about exchanging?
You can do anything for the kids.
It’s your mission to fight this spaghetti.
2-P: IT IS DELICIOUS! YOU COOK SO WELL!
2-P: WHAT ABOUT MINE, BLACKY?
W: It’s good! You’re talented, kid
W: Just need a little more practice
I’ll feed HIM a whole plate when HE gets well, Wing thought.
W: Don’t climb too high, sweetie
W: Huh? Do you want that Cube, little jelly beans?
W: Hey dear, what about having some snacks?
W: Don’t paint on your face, dear sweet heart
2-P: DO YOU THINK HE IS NAMING US?
1-S: but I think they’re much better than “subjects”.
W: Are you ready to name yourselves?
Two little skeletons searched in the books.
1-S: wait...is this your font? “papyrus”?
2-P: AND I FOUND THIS! “COMIC SANS”!
1-S: and this called “wingdings”, it’s what HE used
2-P: I’D LIKE TO USE “PAPYRUS” AS MY NAME
1-S: hmm, “sans” sounds good
Panyrus: WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Papyrus: BLACKY? ARE YOU CRYING...?
W: It’s all right, I’m fine, kids
Papyrus: BUT YOU ARE CRYING
W: Crying doesn't always mean sadness and pain, my dear
W: You will understand some day.
W: Alright kids, time to sleep
W: Do you want to sleep in that bed or...?
Papyrus: I DON’T WANT TO GO BACK TO THAT CELL
Sans: and don’t want to sleep with HIM either
W: Then I think you will need a new room
*Wing found a big mattress from the storage room and made the bed.
W: Sleep here tonight...I’ll find you a whole bedroom tomorrow
W: (*looking at the little skeletons cheering and bouncing on the mattress)
W: Who can have the heart to do things like THAT...?
Wing covered the tired little ones with the quilt.
W: Alright, good night, kids
He kissed the children on the foreheads.
Papyrus: ARE YOU TRYING TO EAT US?
W: This is a kiss, sweethearts
W: Only for people you love very, very much
Papyrus: HMM...THEN CAN I KISS MY BROTHER?
Papyrus kissed his brother on the forehead. And Sans kissed his cheek.
Sans: then we can have more
They giggled and hugged each other.
W: Good night again, my angels
W: I’m in the next door, just call me if you need something.
Papyrus stopped him when he went to the door, so he returned to the mattress and sat down.
Papyrus: DO YOU LIKE OUR NAMES?
W: Of course my boy, what’s the matter?
Papyrus: WE ALSO LIKE THE WAY YOU CALLED US
Papyrus: BUT YOU NEVER CALLED THE NAMES WE CHOSE...?
He hugged the little skeleton.
W: Your names are great, I like them very much, and I am very glad that you chose them.
W: But for me, just in my heart
W: These two names are unique
W: They belong to two specific young skeletons.
W: It is a long story. I will tell you later, okay?
Gaster was awake when Wing returned to his room, and the still-weak skeleton used the magical hands to hold a book.
W: The children are asleep and it is nice to see them in good shape.
He told Gaster what had happened, the other skeleton put down the book and listened quietly.
W: My fault...I haven’t healed others for too long and I almost forgot the details.
W: Without healing magic, you're in pain now, right?
Wing sat at the bed and held Gaster’s wrist, and the green light filled the room again.
W: The pain started after I left, right?
W: Why didn’t you call me?
G: I can handle it myself.
W: ...gosh, I didn’t mean to torture you like this.
W: Be good to others or to yourself. Can you do at least one of them, my dear WingDings?
W: It’s OK, I am the great scientist who can deal with two—now four skeleton babies.
W: I am full of determination.
Under the healing magic, the pain finally subsided and sleepiness took the place.
W: Don’t think about anything now
Gaster tried to open his eye and looked at Wing.
It seemed that he wanted to say something but had difficulty finding the words.
The black monster sighed softly.
W: It’s OK, though so many terrible things have happened.
W: Papyrus told me that everyone deserved a second chance.
W: We’ll fix it, everything is going to be fine.