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*hey, hannah, i heard you were sick and i— (His voice cut off when he saw the little boy with Hannah, he looked like the spitting image of— OH SHIT.) *... hey, kiddo, um... who’s your new friend?
“A s-... skele-” James backed up a few steps until Hannah caught his hand.“It’s okay, this is my friend Sans. He’s not gonna hurt you.” She reassured him, “Sans this is James. He’s my age.”She gave him a pointed look, to signal a magic anon was causing some bother.
Where’s eight?
“Here, why?”
//from the stream!
Carlos. Gaster had heard much about him, yet had never actually met the human. But what better way to meet than appearing inside Carlos’s cell? Gaster had no fear of getting spotted by security cameras. He knew he would just appear as a dark glitch on the screens. No, security cameras didn’t bother him. But the thought of humans dealing out their own pathetic justice? That did. He knew he could deal his own justice. And so, his smile was dark as he addressed the human. “Hello, Carlos.” -avoiided
Carlos was a fairly built man, his hair silvery as cold blue eyes settled on Gaster. There were similarities in his face to both James and Eight.... but of course he cared little for either. Speaking of his face it looked as if someone had attacked it viciously with a blunt object, likely James’s doing when trying to defend himself.
His soul was dripping with LOVE and EXP, the many humans who had been lost at his hands was shocking. And no doubt some of those could have been Eight’s friends from his time in the lab... the other seven experiments.
“I don’t think I know any monsters.” Carlos grunted, “You know that worthless son of mine? He’s got a useful brain but he’s pretty stupid on his own.”There was so much venom in his voice when referring to James, it was clear this was the reason why James had been so timid.Perhaps if Eight had been left in the lab he would have ended up very much like James.
@avoiided
“You found Eight where?”
“He was in the street all alone, he says he woke up in his old lab, only its all broken and that he’s not a skeleton anymore.”
“He’s scared Daddy, he can’t find Gaster anywhere. What do we do?”
“Well... we can’t just leave him.”
“Eight can stay here until we sort this out.
Yes hello, Brian is it? Please explain to me WHY the kids are in baby solitary confinement?
Brian was a burly fella, dark hair and a prickly chin. He scowled at Trashy before folding his arms, “Cos they caused trouble by running off, and mouthed off when they got back.”
He didn’t seem to be the sort of fella you’d have children stay with just by sheer intimidation.
Gaster reappeared in the apartment, back to collect his samples. He took the frozen beakers from the freezer and disappeared them to his lab, but he doesn't leave. Not yet. No, from another room, he heard the unmistakable sounds of someone working on machinery. Was James working on some inventions...? Oh, he had to see this. Grinning, Gaster teleports into the room James was working in, appearing right behind the man, intent on seeing what James was working on. -avoiided
James was doing his best with a screwdriver he had in hand, his fingers trembling as he had to slowly work to tighten it. He didn’t notice Gaster at first, though as there was a cold presence in the room he did turn his head.“... why do you always sneak up on me?”
@avoiided
“... my ... hands?”
“I’m in... the bad lab?”
“Ga.... aster?”
