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Viz runs through the park, whipping past people as fast as she could. Her new friend trailing behind her a few feet. He wasn't nearly as fast as she was. "There! The police station is just up ahead! If we're quick we can make it!" She shouts back to Comic Sans, a short boy wearing a grey and blue hoodie. "Viz! Look out!" He shouts, stopping in his tracks.
Viz looks forward once again and in front of her was the man they were running from. It was W.D. Gaster. They had run from the small boy's house to get away from this man. He had abused Sans and his brother for years until they finally got away and he was put in jail. At least that's what Viz thought had happened.
The man lunges forward and grabs Viz quickly. "LET ME GO!" She shouts, fear rising. Sans stands frozen, watching the scene in horror. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe, he just stands motionless as his friend was captured by the man who had tormented him for years. "P-Please!" Viz says weakly. Fear was taking hold on her and she didn't know what to do. Without a word Gaster dashes over and picks up Sans as well, holding either of them under his arms.
"You two are going to be in so much trouble wi-" Gaster starts. He never finishes his sentence on account of the earsplitting scream Sans lets out. He screams and screams while Gaster tries to get him to stop. Though there was no use. Viz looks at him oddly. "He's either really stupid or a genius." She whispers to herself. People start to notice what was going on, starting to stare at Gaster while he holds onto the struggling children.
While Gaster was distracted Viz worms her way out of Gaster's grasp and stomps on his foot, crushing a few bones. "ARG!" Gaster shouts as Viz pulls Sans out of his father's grasp. "Let's go!" She yells. The pair run faster than they ever had before, trying their hardest to get to the police station.
"Please help! My son and niece! They're both severely mentally Ill, please catch them." Gaster yells into the park suddenly. Viz is confused but decides it was just a tactic to stop them. Sans was tearing up, his vision getting blurrier and blurrier. He doesn't notice the couple who catch him mid run. "Ah!" He shouts, struggling violently in their arms. Viz runs past them, knowing she could come back for Comic when she had alerted the police of the escaped abuser.
"Oh no you don't pumpkin." Gaster somehow appeared just in front of Viz, catching her in his strong arms. "You need to stop running away, you're gonna hurt yourself." He says, carrying her like a child over to the couple who had caught Sans. "Thank you for catching my son." he says calmly. "They're both runners, I had the day with them outside of the hospital." He turns to Viz. "And Dr. Gene is going to be very upset with the both of you."
"No! Let us go! He's not who he says he is! He abuses Comic and his brother! He escaped from jail and now he's trying to take him again! He's hurt them over and over again, treating them like animals or things to own! He put all those holes in Comic's head! Just look at them! Is that how a parent is supposed to treat their child!?" Viz shouts, struggling so Gaster has to hold her tighter. "Go ask the police! They're right there and they'll tell you everything! Ask them if W.D. Gaster is supposed to be in jail!" Viz moves in just such a way that pulls her sleeve up, revealing a nasty looking burn.
Gaster's face softens. "She has delusions of grandeur. She thinks I'm my brother, her other uncle and that there are holes in Comic's head. He had done some bad things to her and Comic while I was in a hospital for a surgery. He scarred them badly, physically." He gestures to Sans. "And mentally." He nods towards Viz. The couple nod sadly, the woman looks down at Sans and he looks up at her. Their eyes meet and all the woman could see was sadness. "Oh dear..." She mumbles. "The worst part is, some of the wounds were self inflicted." The woman gasps and the man frowns.
"He'll..." He sighs. "He'll bang his head on the walls, trying to get... Get the 'voices' to stop." Gaster hikes Viz up on his hip, undoing all of her work to try and get down. "He's schizophrenic... I don't tell you this to try and gain sympathy, I tell you to gain your trust." Viz struggles in Gaster's arms, ready to stomp on his foot once more. "He's lying! Don't trust him!" she yells angrily.
She notices a black, long haired dog trot up to Comic and he latches onto it like a lifeline. "Little girl," The woman says, looking at Viz. "are you alright, we don't really know who to believe here." The woman notices the burn on Viz's arm and winces. "And what happened to your arm?"
Viz sighs. "I don't want to relive that memory but If I must..." She glances at Sans who was shaking. "F-F-Fluffy..." He mumbles. Viz looks back at the couple who were looking at her expectantly. "I was about four or five years old, I was burned because I didn't do what he wanted." Says says, venom dripping from her voice. She points to Gaster who sighs again. "Come on, tell them Comic!" Viz yells to Sans who flinches. "W-What do I do V-Viz? W-W-What do I say?" Sans asks her, shrinking down to the ground.
"He relies on her for so much, which isn't a good thing because of her delusions. coincidentally she only really trusts him. It's an odd relationship." Gaster muses. Viz struggles in his arms more. "Just let me go!" She yells, angry tears starting up in her eyes. The three adults are so consumed by Viz that they didn't notice the large black dog leading Comic away from the group. Viz sighs, happy that at least he could get away from this monster.
"Fine, whatever." Viz says, flopping her arms over Gaster's shoulders and hugging his neck. She's not sure why she does this, it just feels right, like she's done it a million times. "At least Sans is safe" She mumbles. Gaster shrugs. "She has a bad memory, she probably forgot what she was even saying. I bet by tomorrow she'll forget entirely about this. You should see her on a good day, she's just the sweetest little girl you've ever seen." Gaster chuckles. "Thank you again, come along Comic." He says, looking to where Sans had been sitting.
"Comic?" He says worriedly. "Did either of you see where he went?" Gaster asks the couple. They both shake their heads. "Oh dear..." He says, holding tighter to Viz. "I need to find him. He- never-mind, I need to go, thank you." He says quickly, running off. "Comic!" Gaster shouts into the park, looking left and right for his son. "Viz, honey, did you see where he went?" Gaster asks her in a panic.
"Why would I tell you? You'll just hurt him again." She says, still hugging his neck like a child. "Viz, please, I know you can't help it but I need you to try and trust me. I'm not going to hurt Comic, he's my son and I'd never hurt you ether. You both are precious. Please, tell me where he went." Gaster begs desperately. "That stray, Fluffy, took him, probably to where he always takes him. Outertale."
Gaster shakes his head and starts running to the right. He had learned what his niece's code names for things meant. Underswap was a boy's room in the hospital where they stayed. The boy looked much like Comic the only differences were the fact that he was albino and had longer, scruffier hair. Aftertale was the hospital where Gaster stayed when he was having his surgery, she also would call it 'the mama CQ universe' when there were younger kids around.
Outertale was the observatory and natural science museum. Comic loved that place and somehow ended up there all the time, one way or another. "Alright." Gaster sighs, hiking Viz up once more and running just a bit faster.
Gaster enters the museum and sets Viz down per her request. Gaster knew she didn't like being embarrassed and she surely would be if anyone saw her being carried around like she was three years old. He takes her hand, not wanting to be too let her walk off without him knowing and walks up to the information desk. "Excuse me, but did a boy about this tall" Gaster puts his hand on top of Viz's head. "come through here with a black dog?" The girl working the desk looks down at a paper quickly. "Yeah... You must be Gaster, they've written a note here that stays on the desk about this kind of situation."
She looks up at Gaster. "Well, this exact situation." Her round glasses shimmer, catching light from the windows that crawl up the wall and onto the curved ceiling. "We're supposed to always look out for a boy and a black dog to come in here. Apparently that happens a lot." She points down the second to last hallway on the left. "He went down there to the space exhibit."
Gaster waves a little. "Thank you." He says, half dragging Viz past the desk and down the hall. They pass many doorways on the way down but Gaster knew his way around this place well. He goes straight down the hall into the large end room. It was like a giant sky. The ground was a dark shade of blue and the walls and ceiling were decorated to look like a night's sky, stars and planets complete. there were multiple people there but the ones that catch Gaster's eyes were a small boy with a little Mohawk like hairdo, the sides shaven clean and baring large scars. Next to the boy was a black dog, sitting up straight so the boy could lean on him.
Gaster walks forward, kneeling down beside the boy. "Comic? Are you alright?" The boy shakes his head violently and Gaster feels something wet hit his leg. He just now notices that his son was crying. He reaches out a hand to comfort him but Viz slaps it hard. "No! Don't touch him!" She says loudly. She hadn't shouted it but in the room with soft music playing she may as well had.
Gaster brings his hands up by his head and shows Viz that he wasn't going to hurt him. "He's upset, let me comfort him." He says calmly. Viz scrunches up her face and crosses her arms. "I'm watching you." she says venomously. Gaster takes this as an okay to help his son as he takes Sans in his arms and hugs him close. He was always like this after one of Viz's flare ups. He got so upset when Viz was this deluded.
Sans shakes in his father's hold, fat tears rolling down his tan cheeks. "Comic it's okay, you're alright. Everything is fine, I promise. Viz didn't mean to do anything wrong and I'm sure you didn't ether." Gaster says soothingly. Viz scowls at him. "I didn't do anything wrong. You're the one who did something wrong. You're the crazy one!"
Sans cries harder at the sound of Viz getting angry again. He doesn't try to talk, he just cries into his father, ignoring the stares of the other people in the large space room. The black dog moves so that he was laying in full view of Sans and Sans latches one hand onto them. Gaster looks at Viz. "Please calm down, you're making Comic upset, when he's calmed down we can go and I'll take you back to the house.
Viz glares at him. "I don't want to go back to your hell hole! I want to go to the anti-void! Comic and I are safe there!" She yells. Gaster frowns at her as Sans lets out a sob. "You go back tomorrow, okay? You still have the rest of the day with me alright? Now please, for Comic's sake, will you just please calm down." Viz rolls her eyes. "Fine. But don't expect me to ever leave him alone with you. You monster."
Gaster sighs. "I never expected you to." He rubs Sans' back and shushes his sobs until he calms down. Sans' grip loosens and Gaster lifts him up and Sans lies on his chest in a semi conscious state. He lets go of Sans with one hand and takes Viz's in his. "Let's go home." they walk out of the space room with the dog following behind them happily.
Viz watches Gaster like a hawk all the way out, past the woman at the desk and through the park to their car. Gaster places Sans in the back seat and buckles him, letting him lean against the door. There was a little soft, blue piece of fabric that went around the seat belt up by Sans' chin. 'Be aware! This person has autism, PTSD, and schizophrenia' .There was another one, green, that sat on the middle seat, looking as if it had been ripped off the seat belt. It read: 'Be aware! this person has delusions, PTSD, and bipolar disorder'.
Viz sits in the seat next to Sans, moving the green embroidered fabric to the outside seat. She wraps her arms around him and rests her head on his shoulder. "I'll keep you safe Comic." she whispers to the boy. The only acknowledgment he gave to her was a small shift in his head placement which was good enough for Viz.
The drive was slow and silent, Viz glaring at Gaster every few minutes. Sans barely moves, he was drained and still stressed out. He would stay in this state for at least an hour before he gave any sign of life. They pull into the driveway of a small house with a blue door. "Look Sans," Gaster says, calling him by his preferred nickname. "it's the blue door you wanted. Remember on your last visit you said it needed a blue door?" Gaster says cheerily, trying to get his son to cheer up.
Sans barely nods and Gaster keeps smiling, making sure it didn't falter. "hey, I know what will cheer you up." Gaster gets out of the car and opens Sans' door, Viz holding him up so he wouldn't fall over in an uncomfortable position. Gaster unbuckles him and takes him out of the car, Viz following him as fast as she could. Gaster brings them to the front door and unlocks it, pushing it open with ease. "We're back!" Gaster shouts into the house, startling Sans.
There was a few thumps upstairs and then quick footfalls running down the hall. A tall, tan boy with bleached blond hair jumps down the stairs. "Hey dad! Hey Viz, hey Sans!" He says excitedly. "I'm so glad to see you two again!" The tall boy notices how down Sans looks. "What's wrong with Sans?" He asks his father. "Papyrus, Viz is acting up again, they both ran away from me and Sans couldn't handle it today."
Papyrus frowns. "Oh..." He walks up to Sans and takes him out of his father's arms. "Hey buddy, It's me, Papyrus." He says calmly, hugging him close. "You wanna go watch a show? You can pick anything you want." Papyrus says quietly. Sans blinks and squeezes his arms around his brother's neck for a moment before loosening it. "Do you want to just sit on the couch with me?" Papyrus suggests while Viz glares at Gaster.
Sans shifts his head and Papyrus walks just a few feet to the couch where he sits down with Sans on his lap. Viz watches Gaster closely and follows over to the couch and sits down next to the brothers. Gaster sighs, this time out of relief that everyone was home and okay.
He goes to sit down by Viz but she shoots him a look that says 'Don't fuck with me.' so he backs off, not wanting to get her too riled up. The phrase 'you don't want to see me when I'm angry' applied to her perfectly. "I'm going to go start supper." Gaster says, turning around and walking into the kitchen, leaving the three to sit on the couch in silence.
The supper had been made and eaten, Viz having Papyrus prepare her food for fear of having Gaster poison it. They had sat on the couch once more after that, this time with Sans feeling a bit better and all four of them watching a simple show. It was ten minutes until midnight and Gaster knew he should've put the two to be two hours ago but he just couldn't get himself to rip them away from their one happy moment.
But they had to get up at seven thirty to get them back to the hospital by eight. But without a full eight hours of sleep neither of them were very cooperative. And getting them to bed was a hassle too. "Okay kids, it's time for bed." Gaster says as their show ends. He stands up and Sans yawns, looking almost terrified of the word 'bed'. Viz glares at him. "How do I know you won't come and take Sans in the night and hurt him?"
Gaster drags a hand down his pale face. "Because I'll be sleeping down here on the couch." Neither of the youngest people move. "Come on Sans, you'll be fine." Papyrus says, giving him a nudge. Sans glances at Papyrus and then Gaster. He lets out a shaky breath and stands up, taking Gaster's hand. Viz looks shocked. "Comic, don't play into his hands! You're not his puppet!"
Sans looks confused. "B-B-Bu-ut P-Pa-apy..." Sans says, stumbling over his words. Viz steps forward and takes Sans' other hand, pulling him away from Gaster. "Papyrus doesn't know anything. Gaster hurt you!" She says, getting upset. "He hurt you bad and I don't want that to happen again!" She says, starting to cry. Sans pulls away from Gaster and hugs Viz tightly. "I-I-I t-trust y-y-ou a-and P-Papy." He stutters out.
Gaster watches as Sans pulls out of the hug and looks expectantly at him. "It's bed time Comic." He says calmly. He nods and starts up the stairs, Viz trailing behind. They walk past the first door and go in the second one. The room was decently sized, two metal framed beds on either side of the room, one with green bedding and a teal pillow, the other had dark blueish green bedding and a light yellow pillow.
Viz walks over to a small dresser at the end of the green bed on the left and pulls out blue pajamas. Sans does the same on the right and takes a white T-shirt and plaid pajama pants. Viz leaves the room for a few seconds, dashing back quickly in a blue cami and red yoga pants, her old clothes in her arms. She huffs from going so fast and walks calmly into the room again, seeing that Sans was holding his shirt in his hands, staring at it with slight fear in his eyes.
He normally wears a dressy T-shirt to avoid this situation but every once and a while he has to have a shirt that goes over his head. "I-I won't be-be able to-to s-see." He says as His father enters the doorway. "You can do this Comic." He reassures. Sans curls the shirt up in his hands so that he was holding it by the bottom and the neck hole. He shakes slightly as he shoves the shirt over his head quickly so it hangs around his neck like a scarf.
He breathes hard, a long scar running down his side moving with his chest. "I-I V-Viz. D-D-Daddy he's. It's- I-" Sans tries to get his words out but nothing works, he stares at the corner of the room to the right of the doorway, backing up into his bed. Sans covers his mouth and head, pressing his Mohawk down with his arm. "Make it go away!" Sans shouts. Gaster goes up to Sans and Viz allows it, seeing how panicked Sans was.
"Comic, Comic, it's fine, it's not real, whatever it is it's not there." Gaster soothes. He rubs his son's bare back and hugs him, rocking him slightly. "It's okay, It's fine. Calm down, it'll go away." Sans shakes his head. "No!" He shouts. Viz stands up on her bed and grabs her pillow and throws it at the corner. "Is it gone now?" She asks him. "I-It went through him." Viz puts her hands on her hips. "Pillows can't go through real things. So that means it's not real." She says confidently.
Sans nods slowly. Viz hops off the bed and stops a few feet away from the pillow and kicks the air. "Am I kicking him yet?" She asks, grunting with the force she was kicking with. Sans lets out a small laugh. "Yeah, you kicked him a lot." He says, scratching a spot on his left hand where there was already a deep looking scar. "Good." Viz says triumphantly. She hops back onto her bed and buries herself under the blankets, peaking out a small hole to watch Sans and Gaster.
Gaster lets go of Sans and he pulls his shirt the rest of the way on. He crawls under his covers and stares around the room. "Can we leave the light on?" He asks, already feeling scared. Gaster looks at him. "Do we have to? The electricity bill will be through the roof." Sans has the expression of someone who was about to get shot by their best friend. "P-Please?"
"Yeah buddy, we can leave the light on." Gaster says, ruffling his already messed up hair. He stands up and walks to the door. "Goodnight you two." He says, closing the door. Sans watches the crack where the door meets the floor, waiting a few seconds before he sees the light turn off. His breathing quickens the slightest bit but he hides it.
They lay in silence, Viz having crawled up to the surface of her blankets. "Why do you go along with me if what I know are just... delusions?" Viz says suddenly. Sans looks over at Viz and frowns. "Because I trust you. I-If you say it's true then it's true." Sans says. "You help me w-with the monsters. And y-you believe me that they're there." Viz nods and stares up at the ceiling. Sans does the same, seeing glow in the dark star stickers on the ceiling for when he has the light off.
"Viz?" Sans asks. "Yeah Sans?" She replies. "C-Can you get Mr. Bearington? He's o-over on the chair b-but I don' t want my feet to be eaten." Viz throws her blankets off of her and gets up, treading across the wood floor to a small wooden chair to the left of the doorway. She picks up a well loved stuffed bear and brings it over to Sans, climbing into his bed with him. "Night." She says hugging him. Sans takes the bear in his hands and hugs it. "Night Viz."
Okay! I wrote this whole chapter in one day! isn't that crazy! I just had this story flowing out of me! I hope this isn't offensive to anyone. I'm not trying to be. So I had this RP with a friend and it was her character Viz and my Au EbottHigh. Gaster got out of jail and came after them but once they were in a park he fakes them having mental illnesses to try and still take them. I had an idea as we were doing the RP that what if Gaster wasn't lying? What if that was just how Viz saw it and they actually did have those illnesses. So this was born! Ima go start writing the next chapter now because I have so many ideas I need to do now! Oh and I almost forgot I was listening to a song as I was writing and it fit perfectly it's called Get out while you can by Get Scared.
Thanks for reading!