New chapter today. I am on fire. I'm just waiting for a huge annoying writers block to strike at any moment but for now the story is writing itself. I feel like its fairly good quality as well. Anyway please enjoy.
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS THAT FEATURE IN THIS STORY.
Chapter 4: Science Nonfiction
The three skeletons found themselves in a large lab. There were papers everywhere and it looked quite disorganised. Mounted on the wall next to a workstation was a large blueprint for a strange and complicated device. Classic seemed to recognise it and walked over for a closer look.
"So Dream, where are we starting." Ink asked as they walked around the lab looking for any signs of the Sans that would have been found here.
"Well, I don't want to get any other universes involved if we don't have to so I think its best if we explore different timelines instead." Dream reasoned, looking through some of the books that had been lying on the floor in stacks.
"wait a minuet…" Classic paused looking around at the room they were in. "are we in hotland?"
"Yes." Ink said. "We have essentially travelled back in time. It's not quite that simple but its close enough to the truth that it will do for now."
"so we are in an alternate past then."
"To put it simply, yes. Some key events are different in this timeline and as a result, the Sans from here is much smarter, despite being a few years younger than you. We will probably need his intelligence to come up with a good strategy when it comes to face Error and the others."
"what key events specifically." Classic asked, intrigued.
"Sans? Is that you? That was fast." A familiar voice came from behind the door to the basement lab.
Classic froze. He knew that voice. It was a voice that nobody from his world knew. Only he could remember. It was the voice of his father…Gaster.
The door opened.
"Did you get y…" Gaster stopped as he looked around the room. Dream was feeling frustrated with himself for not thinking about this. Gaster was very confused as he saw his son standing in three different places all wearing different clothes. "Sans…?"
Sans couldn't move. He could only stare at this version of his father standing before him.
"What is going on here…" Gaster finally said. Ink took a step forward… took a deep breath… and threw up ink all over the floor.
"Seriously Ink! You are going to do this to me again?" Dream yelled.
"Is… he alright?" Gaster asked.
Dream face palmed. "Yes… He just gets exited sometimes."
Before he could continue the front door whooshed open.
"dad! im back with… paps…" He trailed off. It was Sans. He wore a long lab coat, which was a few sizes too big for him, over a green turtleneck sweater. He had a pair of red tinted glasses taped to his face. Behind him was a young Papyrus who was looking very confused. He dropped his rubix cube upon seeing the room full of people that looked like his brother.
"… Well this is awkward…" Dream sighed.
After a short explanation about the peril that the multiverse was in, Gaster began to argue with Dream about why they needed to take his son away to fight in some war between worlds. Classic still was unable to speak and Ink had started work on a new puddle of ink vomit in the corner.
"I don't care why you need him! He is not coming with you! He is far too young for that! It's too dangerous!"
"Well we don't really have a lot of options here. Nobody wants to do anything this dangerous, but we don't have a choice! If we sit here and do nothing, the multiverse is surely doomed!"
"Well why can't you take me then! I'm much stronger than he is anyway!"
"We would if we could, but the moment you leave this timeline, your body will begin to fade. The experiment caused an imbalance in the multiverse and it can only remain stable if you stay here!"
"Experiment? What experiment!"
"this one." Classic interrupted pointing at the blueprints on the wall.
"Ah yes, the Quantum Energy Generator. Limitless power collected from other worlds. Realities made entirely magic."
"what ever you do… do not build it." Sans said, staring him in the eye. "no matter what, do, not, build it."
"Not to worry. After careful consideration, I realised that we do not yet have the ability to harness and control that kind of energy. If I had turned it on, it would have been like opening the floodgates. The whole core would become unstable and…" Gaster began to see what this… Sans, was getting at. He looked at Classic and he saw regret, sorrow, but more than anything, he saw guilt. The guilt that he hadn't been able to do something to stop what happened…
"ill do it!"
Everyone was shocked to hear the sudden call from the door where Sans and Papyrus were still standing.
"ill go with you, and help anyway i can!" Sans said.
"But… But… No!" Gaster stuttered. "You can't leave! I won't let you go on this suicide mission to get yourself killed! What would I do if you…" He wasn't able to finish.
"its ok dad. ill be fine. statistically speaking we should be at the advantage with six of us. ink and dream sound like they have some pretty special powers and i think we can win this thing. besides, i cant just sit by and hope that others get us out of this mess." He glanced at Classic who looked stunned to see a version of himself that was so willing to get involved for the sake of people he had never even met before. "i dont want anyone else to get hurt…"
"BUT, BROTHER…" The younger Papyrus tugged at Sans's lab coat.
"dont worry bro. ill be back before you know it." Sans said patting him on the shoulder. "you have to stay here and make sure dad is ok. can you do that." He asked Papyrus who nodded slowly, tears forming in his eyes. "thanks bro."
He gave Papyrus a hug and then went over to say goodbye to his father. He hugged him and Gaster squeezed him, as if he held on tight enough, he could keep him from leaving…
"I can see that I'm not going to convince you to stay. You are too kind hearted for your own good you know. Just promise me…" He held his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. "Promise me that you will come back."
They were both in tears. Papyrus came over and stood next to Sans, tears flowing like two rivers down his face.
"i promise!" he said hugging them both one final time before he stood up and walked over to the other three. Dream nodded at him before he turned around and opened up a gate to the next world.
"alright, science me." Classic said. "are you ready to go."
He glanced back at his family and gave them a smile. They returned ones back and Papyrus began to wave rapidly.
"ready!" He said. "and please, if we are going to have nicknames to call each other, call me sci."
"heh, you got it sci."
And with that the four of them hopped through the portal. Sci gave one last wave through as it slowly closed.
Two more to go!
Well that got emotional. I originally wanted Classic Sans to see Gaster and just sorta run up and hug him but technically he is someone elses dad so that would be really weird. In the end he just kinda stands there like an idiot while Ink throws up. (I will tune that down a bit from now on I swear) The next chapter should be up in the next day or two because I really want to get to the juicy bits where I have all of them together. That is a bit far away and we have lots to cover until then so lets hope I stay determined and keep writing until I get there. XD
