"In the land of The Underground, two races lived peacefully together, Monsters and Myths. These two races were similar, and got along fine. Monsters came in all shapes and sizes, as did the Myths. However, distrust began to sprout as Monsters grew fearful of the Myths' powers. Myths had the unique ability to shapeshift into their 'true' form. This form contained indescribable power, the most powerful Myths could disintegrate whole mountains if fed on enough emotions to fuel their power. This distrust was revealed to be well earned, because after hundreds of years full of suspicion and buried hatred, the Myths were the first to attack. With their leader, a Myth full of hatred named Chara, the monsters were driven out of the thriving land of Ebbott, and into the desolate lands of the Ruins. Ebbott was transformed into the new capital for the Myths, and they have been living there ever since."
Gerson wrapped up his story with a hearty laugh, gazing at the group of youngsters in front of him. He grinned as one of the young monsters raised their hand. "Yes?" He prompted, watching as the young skeleton fidgeted, likely thinking about his question.
"Mr. Turtle, even though the Myths are mean, they can still be my friends right?" The young skeleton cringed as he was then bombarded with shocked gasps and disbelieving stares from the others in the group. Many almost offended answers were thrown at the cowering skeleton, who now hid behind his brother.
"No you can't! The Myths were the meanies who made us live here in the first place!"
"Yeah! Mommy says Myths are evil."
"I'd never let them be my friend!"
Gerson silenced them all with a disapproving look. "Now now children, you must understand that not all Myths are evil. They may have driven us away, but you cannot blame the entire race for the actions of their leader." He turned to the tiny skeleton in front of him, and the relaxed brother standing over him, glaring at the others for yelling at his sibling. "Papyrus, It's wonderful that you want to be friends with them, but just remember to be careful who you place your trust in. I'm sure Sans won't let anything happen to you either way, right Sans?" He smiled encouragingly at the skeleton brothers.
Sans offered an easy grin, picking up his short brother and placing him in the warmth of Sans' jacket. Papyrus giggled,"My brother's the best, Mr. Turtle!"
Gerson laughed and spread his arms out, embracing the children before they could leave to their parents. "Remember to visit this old turtle when you can young ones!" He really did enjoy the excitement that came when being around kids.
He watched as the two skeleton brothers walked home, hand and hand. Gerson smiled softly, those two would be the ones who would start the great change in their world.
After all, his prophecies were never wrong.