To Gaster you really think that frightens us? We are legion.
"I'm afraid you don't understand. This Blaster, is a SPITE Blaster. The Ultimate attack. DARK RED attacks will immediatally bring your HP to 0."
But you are correct, Frisk is indeed her own person. ARG! There are far to many souls inside this body and I am losing myself to the multitude of voices. Several of us barely escaped a collapsing universe and it was not a pleasent experice.
"Why didn't you just get CORE Frisk to help?" Gaster asked.
As for Asriel's soul, We care not if it returns him to Asriel or simple gives him emotion there is no ultimate goal or ending that we desire, it was mearly a request from soul 4,365, or Haley.
"Well, your 'legion,' seems to be in a state of panic. Tell you what, I'll get the S.E.M. Blueprints, and you can figure out how to use it."
It is Flowey's choice to recieve it. If he objects then We shall return it at the exact time we recieved it.
"Undoubtly, Flowey will accept it for power, but slowley relize he will start gaining feelings."
Frisk WE -Gah- I am sincerly sorry, what ails you? Perhaps I can aid you. No charge and no strings attached. You are the last one I wish to manipulate. I am so so sorry.
"Why are you sorry? I didn't listen to you, I didn't do what you asked. And I still want to make everyone happy." Frisk sobbed
To Toriel. I apologize It appears I had the wrong universe. It is so hard to keep track of the ones I want.
"I don't understand." Toriel held her paws to her temple.
Anyway Frisk is with a skeleton named Gaster. Though I am not sure that helps.
"Gaster? Why does that sound so familiar?"
"toriel." Sans snuck up behind Toriel with his eye sockets compleatly black. Chara, who was beside him (but still invisible to everyone), doing their creepy face. "what did that asker say?"
"G-Gaster."
Also, in this universe, do you still wish to be a teacher (if you ever wanted to) or are you already one?
"I-I'm already a teacher." Toriel looked back to where Sans used to be, but he'd teleported away.
We thank you Alphys for the blueprints. Would you like the machine after we are finished with it? Perhaps in exchange for the blueprints or help with building bodies similiar to Mettatons? To house the souls of course.
"No, no help with that. Good luck trying to decode them."
*Continues to stalk Undyne*
"It feels like, someone," Undyne thought aloud. "Wants to hit me with something!" Undyne pointed to the bush the asker were hiding in. The asker threw the confused Salmon at Undyne. Undyne slashed it with her spear.
To Shopkeeper Temmie,
"hOI! I'm tEmmIE!"
Perhaps we can do business,
"yAYA!"
I have in my possion a large amout of rare minerals such as gold and diamond.
"whOA! YOU gOts thE mUns!" Temmie's eyes grew wide at the amount.
I would like to finance any buisness plans you may have. I ask for only two things. If Toriel wishes to become a teacher you shall use some of the profits to build a school. The other thing is matetial to help me build myself a machine. If there is no profot you are not required to meet these obligations.
"tEm nEEd mUns tO rUn thE shOp! bUt. thAT's. OkAy!"
If profits fo not reach the necessary amounts to finance these obligations some of the profit shall be put asise till such a time that they do. At no time are you required to return to amount given and any and all assets shall be yours after the obligations have been meet. Do we have a deal?
"dEAl!"
Frisk what is a normal day for you?
"Being a skeleton, crushing on Sans, and I guess being dragged to places against my will is now normal too." Frisk glared at Gaster. Gaster chuckled and gave her a folded picture. She unfolded it and peeked. "Being teased about my crush is also normal now." She crumpled up the picture and threw it at a laughing Gaster.
Gaster where do you keep your blasters?
"They just come whenever. Wilson takes care of them."