* Upon making it to the Skelefont home, you find things in their regular affair. Papyrus seems more chipper than normal.
* When you first met him, he was driven by ambition. The drive to be the best human hunter. The desire to kill you. And upon the discovery that you, too, were a pasta lover… remorse.
* On top of that, he was openly hostile to Sans's jokes and puns. Consistently calling Sans a good-for-nothing. It was to the point, that Sans only told jokes in secret.
* Now, however, Papyrus even laughs at jokes occasionally. And Sans's smile has softened.
* You're welcomed with a plate of spaghetti, and a side of Mustard.
* Papyrus goes to make his rounds soon after,
* It's then, that Sans decides to engage in a conversation with you.
* hey, kiddo. how're you holdin' up?
* You tell him you're doing fine. You ask why Papyrus still has to make rounds.
* ah. well. we're all grateful for what ya did, kiddo. well. most of us, yeah? you, uh. you made a lot of friends, doing what you did.
* but, it turns out, some monsters hate humans so much, they can't accept your presence, kiddo.
* the jist of it is, the loyalists, who were raised to hate humans with all of their heart, have turned seperatist. and the seperatists have joined asgore.
* It appears things aren't as peaceful, now, as they seem on the surface. You sulk a little bit, and so does Sans.
* hey, c'mon kiddo. it ain't your fault monsters got a bone to pick.
* You nod solemnly, and attempt to cheer up. Sans appears to appreciate the effort.
* there ya go. now, i'mma head up to my room for a while. got some important things that need doing. i'll seeya later, kiddo.
* Alone, again, but this time in the comfort of a home, you decide to continue reading.
3/06/201x
I've done as much as I can, with my limitations. I tried the plug thing, but, again, having a human eradication bot that can only walk 12 feet isn't very impressive. Let's hope proof of concept is enough to impress him.
3/09/201x
He loved it! I can't believe it, Dr. ✌💧❄ actually liked it!
I thought I was trash, honestly But Dr. ✌💧❄ says that, making that much progress in a single month's time is exactly the kind of ambition a scientist needs, fufufu! So, he's taking me on as his apprentice. My mother's proud. She, and Dad, were both scientists before me. So, I have a feeling they really wanted to see me pick up their hobbies. Though, honestly, what I've shown, more, is an understanding in engineering. My mother was all about metaphysics. My father, a medical scientist.
About them. My father died. He had a nasty habit of trying out all of his newest medicines, and ideas, on himself, before on others. It was the… ethical… way of doing things. When you're trying to make medicine, you don't want it to go wrong on your customers. Honestly, I think that's a little stupid. Putting yourself at risk, for the sake of others? What a stupid way to go out. If you end up getting yourself killed, you're useful to no-one.
Anyways, I need to finish packing my bags. Dr. ✌💧❄ has a room set up for me in his lab.
3/11/201x
I'm all settled in. I have my prototype with me, and everything. Dr. ✌💧❄ told me it's okay to toss it out, as I'll have access to better tech here, and everything. But I want to keep it. As a sort of a… trophy. A reminder of how I got here, fufufu.
Dr. ✌💧❄ has forbid me to make any more prototypes, or build anything new, until I've learned the ropes. He's got a lot to teach me, here, before we make any more scientific progress. I can't wait.
3/14/201x
Only a couple days in, and I'm already learning a lot. Dr. ✌💧❄ has explained some of the dynamics of the Core to me. What I'd need to know to keep it operational, should the torch be officially passed on to me. It's nothing too complicated. And mostly, it runs itself. A little magic keeps the magma below from melting the metal, and the primary components of the Core. With the aid of a constant flow of ice, from Snowdin.
I mean, most of that's no secret. The engineers that constantly work to keep the pieces rotating, know as much. He just told me a few of the secrets behind its operation. Honestly, it's genius. But I'm not allowed to write about it, so I won't. Too bad for you, if you're a human, living in the underground, after we've finally taken the surface back, Fufufufu!
Anyways, on top of that, he's giving me a crash course on the metaphysical properties of the various magics monsters have at their disposal. But, most importantly, Magical Electricity, as it has a lot to do with our duties, as Scientists, and Engineers.
3/30/201x
This month has been exhausting. But very educational.
I don't have the energy to write much. This is just a short update. Dr. ✌💧❄ showed me his Soul Extractor. Apparently, he's making it so we can extract souls from humans, painlessly. (Why should we care about whether or not a human hurts, though?) It's funny. It looks a lot like his ✌💧❄ 👌 ✌💧❄ . He says he wants to finish it before the next human gets here. And he says he'll show me why tomorrow.
*The next entry's writing, while legible, is particularly scratchy. A lot of emotion is conveyed in the writing.*
3/31/201x
Everything I've known up to this point… it's all been a lie.
Asgore has NO souls.
I'm so angry, I can't even write!
* You feel exhausted, again. Almost too exhausted to turn the page. There wasn't much to these entries, but you feel particularly tired after reading that bit about the Soul Extractor.
* That was the device in Alphys's True Lab, wasn't it? It got repurposed, though. To extract Determination. You learned that much, in her True Lab entries.
* Which meant that the Royal Scientist never finished it.
* You feel sleep pulling at your eyes. It's time to rest. You fall asleep on the couch.