A blue soul was floating in the silent pitch darkness. A dreamless, peaceful sleep that any soul would wish to get lost in, never wanting to return to the world of reality. Sadly all dreams come to an end, eyesight started to come into focus as the sound of muffled voices filled the air. The body was awake, but the eyes were still captured in complete darkness. There was something heavy spread across the face. It had a silky smooth surface that resembled the texture of paper. Sans' soul tries to command his hands to move the object out of the way, nothing happened, not even a bone rattled. It felt like his skeletal body was being held down against his will. His mind pleading for help, no one could hear the silent scream from within. The muffled out voices become clear as he started tuning in on each word being spoken.
"Bel, it has almost been three years…The Royal Guard's NOT the same without my best Pal to spare with." a high pitch female voice spoke with a bit of sadness and bitterness behind each of her words.
"Urd…I told you many times… I can't..." Bel snapped as a sound of something smacked against a hard flat surface. "Not after…I just… cannot trust them anymore…"
"I'm sorry Bel…I'm sure King Fluffybuns and Queen Tori had no hand in the death of the hum….your daughter...They love kids. You can't blame them for taking the soul when it was offered to them. It's one of the keys to our freedom….After the baby is born…Don't you want to send two little ones to the best daycare and preschool in the Underground…A royal job is the highest paying jobs" Urd said trying to hide the fear in her voice.
"I know all this. I just…wish…I could have at least got to…see her one last time…We never…had a chance to…say g..g…good bye..." Bel's voice cracked. Neither female monster spoke for a few moments; the only sound was tiny soft sobs. "I plan on being a stay at home mother…Seeing that there will be three little baby bones to take care of." she deeply sighed.
"WHAT!?" Urd shouted in excitement at the top of her lungs causing things to shake.
"Urd…Hush… Sanssy is taking a nap. We want to keep it a surprise for him. Turns out the tiny soul must have been like Gaster's, but then split into two…Twins!"
"Twin baby bones…Undyne is going to be so excited that she's not going to be a godmother to one, but two! What gender are they?" Urd asked in excitement.
Puzzlement and confusion started eating away at the blue soul as Sans tried to process everything being said. Twins? If it's been three years then that meant little Sans was three years old. There was only a three-year gap between the skeleton brothers. So that would mean one unborn soul had to be Papyrus. Which would mean his little brother was originally a twin. Then what happened to the other twin? Could this have been the other secret that was kept from the skeleton brothers, growing up? The darkness slowly lifted as a bony hand removed the object blinding the eyes.
Orange-blue soul was in a distressed and irritated state with talking females. The body raised into a sitting position, Sans noticing was looking through Gaster's eyes again Placed a book on the coffee table then turned slightly to see over the couch. A female skeleton wearing a blue dress and red scarf was sitting at a tiny round wooden dining table, His loving mate Bel. Across from his soulmate was a fish monster that looked exactly like Undyne wearing body armor, but instead of red hair it was long white-slivery hair pulled back into a braid. On the table was an electric teapot, basket of cookies, mustard bottle, ketchup bottle, honey bottle, and two teacups for each of them. "We'd rather you not tell anyone…BEL… I told you not to tell anyone." he grumbled, gripping the armrest.
"I thought you were asleep Wingding…What's wrong telling others?…"Urd asked smirking at Bel, before turning on the teapot.
"Don't call me that. I hate that name…Bel, I explain to you many times. The soul slipped because it was getting rid of the weaker magical trait. When they're born, the weaker one will…" Gaster stopped speaking feeling a cold aura looming from another side of the room.
Dark purple lights beamed from Bel as she glaring angrily at her soulmate to hush his words. "Gaster, everything should be fine." She snapped, grabbing the honey bottle and pouring all of it's contains into a teacup before moving onto the condiment bottles. "With our magic and your knowledge of science, Everything will turn out fine…I have faith you will not let anything bad happen to them." Pouring boiling water over strange concoction and stirring until became sickly red-brown color. The female skeleton was most fond of mustard and only tolerated ketchup due to the males in her life, her pregnancy cravings were ketchup and sweets more than usual. "We will not know their gender until they are born. I have a feeling it's a boy and a girl." Bel giggled, taking a sip of the bitter-sweet drink.
"You're just being a worry wart, Wingding…" Urd started "This isn't the dark ages anymore…Anything is possible. So what names did you pick out, Bel?" Urd asked looking up towards the ceiling, trying not to watch her pal drink the gross tea as she slowly nibbled away at a cookie.
A soft purple glow appeared in Bel's eye socket as she slowly started petting the top her baby bump. It was a small lump, but enough to tell something was there besides bones. "Papyrus and Arial" her voice was a softly sweet, loving whisper. "My two little baby bones."
Sans watched through his father's eyes as he turned away from the two female monsters. Hands were shaking a bit, picking up a book and flipped through the pages. It was pointless to argue with them. Pushing the subject would only upset his soulmate, causing her stress would not be good for the unborn souls. Part of him also didn't want to deal with any negative mood swings that would lead to magical bones being tossed at his skull. He stopped on a page with a short paragraph explaining the rare formation of skeleton twins. Every word was discouraging to the orange-blue soul, no new facts he already didn't know. Gaster deeply sighed, placing the book back on the coffee table, stood up walked over to his mate, placing a soft kiss on top of the skull. Bel giggled, holding up the honey bottle "I need to get to the laboratory… I'll make sure to get more honey for you, dear…No magic!" he demanded, looking down at her baby bump.
"I know…I need to conserve magic so the tiny souls can grow." the purple orbs rolls around in Bel's eyes socket. "Saranghaeyo" she whispered sweetly, tiny heart formed in her eyes.
"I love you too," Gaster said, waving goodbye at the two female monsters, a stream of orange-blue light covered his eyesight. In a blink of the eye, the bright lights fade away into darkness. A bony hand retched out into pitch blackness, sliding across a smooth surface. The hand stopped moving as the tips of phalanges pushed down on a bumpy surface; causing a dim fluorescent light cast overhead. It's a large white room, tile floor covered with wires and tubes of different size and shapes, all leading to the center of the room. A lite tapping sound could be heard as the body moved side to side, being careful not to trip over the wiring or tubing. Passing by the operating table, making his way to a computer hooked up to large dark cylindrical vessels filled with dark green liquid. It was hard seen into, but Sans could make a silhouette of small creature floating within the container. The blue soul jumped as the light flicker inside the capsule, coming face to face with a creature the size of a toddler, wearing an oxygen mask. Long red hair floating upwards in liquid and around their fleshy pink human face. It was a child with hollowed out eyes, just pitch blackness. The chest and torso were human, but genitals were missing from the pelvic reign. Both the arms and legs were nothing but bone; bits of flesh were fused into the bone to keep its limbs from falling off.
Gaster turned on the computer, quickly looking through files and charts which were all in the strange symbolic font. The only thing Sans could comprehend is research notes on the human-skeleton sleeping in the tank. The computer mouse pulled up a program that looked similar to a music audio player but had a record button, the mouse scrolled and clicked on it.
"Oct 16 X, 15:00…Seems no responses of motion from subject One even after being injected with determination, I have collected from Royal Family human child, Chara Dreemurr this morning, at 5:00. My only hypothesis is to obtain more determination or the soul-trait belong to the human child…" Gaster paused, looking away from the screen, a hand reached out to find a tiny framed photo of a little human girl with half blackened face wearing a rabbit hoodie, hugging a little skel-baby dressed in a blue onesie. The bony fingers lightly brushed over the children's faces. "Alice... Seeing it was…her DNA…used for the project. Sadly…no leads to what that may be. In the last three years, the body has grown to the size of a toddler." Placing the photo back down, he turned his attention back to the screen. "Getting nutrition through a feeding tube and some magic from Bel Dugaegol Skeleton and myself, W.D. Gaster Skeleton. Monster children expected to be weaned off their parents' magic coming to the age of three years old. Next step is to take Subject One off life support and magic, to see if the body can function on its own…End file." Gaster clicking stop recording button, let out a deep sigh. Pushing a red button, looking up to see green liquid slowly drain from the container. Tired bones leaned back into a chair, raising his left bony hands up to his face, looking through the huge hole, dead center of the hand, right at the human-skeleton child. Orange-blue soul hopes and pray for the creature to move soon, proving that not just lump wasted years of DNA kept live by foolish mad science.
The bony hand disappeared from view as is attention went towards the computer only to be blinded by the white brightness of the screen. In the back of his mind, Sans could hear the sound of high pitch beeping over and over. The paces between beeps quickly slowed down until nothing, but flat silence dead tone. Without warning the blue soul was swept up in a whirl of bitterness and fury. Sounds of crashing and screaming filling the room, the tiny glass screen monitor was violently smashed with a sharp bone. The skeleton bones shudder in anger, the weight of his body crumbled to his knees. Hands cracked a bit as bones smash into the hard flooring, tiny few drops of blood staining the white tiles.
"Gaster", a voice echo into the room, heavy footsteps races over to Gaster. Arms reached out pulling the heartbroken, shambled monster into a loving embrace. A calming aura surrounded the orange-blue soul unraveled some of the negative feelings of despair the was drenching the heart. Gaster deeply sighs, undoing the arms around him, standing up, and turned to face his soulmate. His bony hand brushes the side of Bel's face, cherishing the tiny purple heart that floated in her eye socket. A soft humming melody filled the air as the male skeleton lead over to the computer chair.
Blue soul felt at peace, humming quickly turned into songs. Every word sounded like a heavenly voice washing away the nightmares of the world. Bring back loving memories of Sans curling up in his mother's lap falling asleep. He could feel the song was having the same effect on his father, the skeleton bones relaxed in the chair. Arms wrap around her waist beckoning her to stay with him, Bel shakes her head side to side, pulling away. He watched as the female skeleton became quiet and walked over to the operating table.
"Oh my god…The poor dear." Bel gasped covering her mouth, taking a few steps back from the table, she turned her head slightly to look back at her mate.
Gaster stood up, placing a hand over his lover's eye, wishing that he could make all this disappeared. It was the last thing he wanted an expected mother to see. Spread out on the operating table was a tiny creature, skin white as snow. The face collapsing into the center, blood dripped down the tear ducks. Their body was stiff as a board; bones were slowly crumbling into ashy dust. It was nothing, but an armless, legless, puddle of skin and guts. "I don't understand, it had a heart and everything a human needs to live…I even injected it with magic…Our blood helped to support its monster half, but..."
"Maybe what it really needed was a soul?", Bel said as purple tears rolled down the side of her cheekbone, removing Gaster's hands away from her eyes, she looks down at her left hand for a moment at a large hole that was dead center in the palm. She carefully places her hand on the dead child's forehead; while another hand complete still in tack was placed on blue dress covering the baby bump. Gaster senses the troubling fear looming in his soulmate's soul. Her hands trembled as Gaster lightly pat her stomach. "I'm sure you did your best…It will be alright…" pulling the red scarf over her head like a hood."You're working yourself down to the bone…You're just bone tired."
A calming orange light beamed from Gaster's right eye, hand wrapped around his soulmate, and the other pushed up the fabric of her dress. Exposing the midsection of her body, revealing a purple glowing ectoplasmic belly. Floating within was two objects. Gaster deeply sighs, noticing one soul in shape of a heart while other was a tiny little ball. There is less than a month left until the babies were expected to be born. "I have lots of work." He careful pat her ecto belly, a bit of orange magic slipped from his soul into the womb for the little souls to feed off of. "Do you want me to quickly transport to Waterfall and pick up Sans from Alex and Urd's?"
Bel shakes her head no, before leaning in for a quick skeleton kiss. Taking a few steps back, she undid the folds of her blue dress, smoothing it out. She does her best not to make eye connect with the dust remains on the operation table. "Don't worry, I can handle it….I could use the exercise…I promised Undyne a cooking lesson today anyway…I'M THE MAGNIFICENT, Aunty Bel, after all." her voice seemed to be in a loud chipper mood, but Gaster could still feel uneasiness in her soul. Even the soft giggles that slipped from her mouth, fell short of the sweet or humor. "Saranghaeyo." Speaking in a low voice as she heads towards the door.
Gaster groaned under his breath, listening to sound of boots tapping against tile flooring slowly disappeared from earshot. "I love you, too," Gaster said, gripping the edge of the operation table. Orange-blue soul trying to find the strength not to break everything in the laboratory, into a million pieces. What was the point of being called a Royal Sciences if he couldn't find a way to break the barrier or find a solution to help the unborn twins? Maybe Bel was right, his mind just needed some rest and a break from the laboratory to clear the head.
Without warning, the image twisted and turned as colors swirled into each other, becoming a black pool of nothingness. Sans dreaded the next vision, darkness was interpreted as chiming noises filled the air. Bones rattle as Gaster's body shifted in its sleep, trying to ignore the ring that wouldn't stop buzzing. A hand retched out and felt around a smooth wooden surface, grabbing onto a tiny object that was vibrating. In his hands laid a flip phone, opening it up to find Bel's name appearing on the screen.
"Hello?" he yawned, placing the phone against his cheekbone. No pleasant greeting as the phone was filled with the screaming of a baby crying and muffled voice yelling in the background. Time felt like it stopped, orange-blue soul panicked in fear, screaming Bel's name over and over.
"Uncle…Gas?" a tiny female voice spoke, choking back sobs.
"Undyne?…Where's Bel?"
"I can't find mom or dad. Aunty Bel…Stop crying Punk. I tried to get help….I don't know what to do…She started dripping purple stuff and it's crowded…Really Hot...It's getting hard to breathe."
"Clam down, Undyne …Where are you?"
"In your lab…WATCH FUCKER! Please stop cry…Ugh, help…Where are you, Uncle Gas?"
Within the second, Gaster teleported into the Royal Laboratory to find it covered in a sea of soaking wet monsters. The skeleton paid no mind to the cry of voices pleading for help. His bones trembled as he pushed through the crowd. Screaming "Undyne and Bel?!" over and over again, like a broken record player stuck on repeat. No sign of Bel or Sans. Orange-blue soul-drenched with fear with each step taken. Everything around him was unknown blurry blobs latch on to his lab coat, begging for him to look at their wounds. Gaster snarled, not caring if the wounded was at death's door. All that mattered was his family's safety. There was no choice but to wiggle out of the coat, his left eye illuminated blue as Gaster took hold of any soul that dare get in his way. Using enough magical psychokinesis toss them to the side, without causing damage to their soul or body.
"UNCLE GAS!"
In the distance, he could see a small blue scaly face, pop out from the crowd. Her arms waving in the air like a mad woman. In a blink of an eye, Gaster teleported in front of a young teenage water monster, leaning over to pick up a skeleton toddler setting on the ground next to his beloved soulmate. The children appeared to be fine, but for the water dripping from their muddy clothing.
Blue soul became overwhelmed with anxiety, Sans screamed for the rest of the vision not to play out. Part of his soul was being pulled into a dark suppressed memory of his childhood that happened in Waterfall. Tiny Sans was jumping into mud puddles over and over. Hearing the soft sound his mother giggling, tightly holding onto his tiny bony hand. Their enjoyment washed away, loud explosions echo through the cavern. A pack of screaming monsters came out of nowhere. Looking down, Sans could see water building up underneath him, before being swept up into his mother's arms. The cave was starting to crumble and the water was fierce chasing them. His mother turned to face the danger, eyes glowing purple, and summoning bones to block the water's path. It's useless as the bones cracked from the pressure of the water. She didn't give up summoning more bones, running with Sans in her arms. Out of nowhere, blockage made out blue spears was summoned in front of her magical bones. In front of her was Alex and Urd screaming for everyone to evacuate to Hotland. A devastated Undyne was standing next to her parents before she was swept up by a few unknown monsters and pulled along with the hysteria. Sans' mother was shoved side to side by another monster, before slipping on wet mud and rocks. Screaming in pain as her body tripped forward, she was penetrated into large sharp rocks. The sound of crying was mixing with the sound of her groaning in pain. A bony hand started dripping with purple-red liquid was placed on the side of Sans' cheekbone, as his mother calmly tried to hush him to stop crying. A soothing aura eloped him, the rest of the memory fade away to the sounds of rattling bones as adult bony hand pressed a button on a keypad…Seven…Two…Six….Seven. A creaking noise echoed through the metal walls as unseen cables were being stretched out. Standing in one place, a sinking sensation washed over his body. He looked down at a female skeleton, cracks in the eye sockets, growing across the face.
"I...I'm s…so…rry…" Bel groaned in pain leaning her head deep into the black fabric of Gaster's sweater. Purple orbs beamed brightly up at her soulmate, with her hand covered in purple ectoplasm places over dark stain that was soaked across the blue dress.
"Please don't talk Bel," Gaster begged, the orange-blue soul was tossed in a state of petrified horror. He was not sure what had happened in Waterfall. Something sharp had punched the ecto belly; the wound was a threat to the unborn souls. The female was using every last ounce of her magic trying to keep them alive. Part of him wanted to scream for her to stop and conserve the magic for herself, but the rest of him couldn't bear the loss of another child.
Metal doors opened as he rushed out of the elevator, tightly holding onto Bel. The place was cast in a dark dim green light, the skeleton raced down a long hallway. Tiny footsteps could be heard following close behind him and the soft sound of a baby whimpering. The skeleton stopped in front of a door, placed a hand on a keypad, and unlocking clicking noises could be heard. Turning around quickly, he saw Undyne holding a tiny Sans in her arms. Her two yellow eyes filled with fear and worry. Gaster placed a hand on her blue cheeks, softly brushing the scales. "Please wait out here, little ones…It will be alright", He calmly lied to the child, before slipping into the room and locking the door.
The blue soul was loathing every moment, Sans watched as his mother was carefully placed on an examination table that was lightly covered in gray dust. Gaster pushed up the end of the wet dress until the ecto womb was in plain sight. A small orange light was flashing in between the crack on the purple surface. It was too late to attempt closing the opening, dust covered in bit purple speck light floated in front of the eyes. The bones were starting to crumble. Sans watched in horror as the knife was placed on the belly, the room filled with agonizing cries of a female. It didn't stop, the tip of the blade slowly sliced it open, careful not to hurt the tiny souls within. Normally when skele-soul were ready to be born, it would float out of the womb, with help from their parent's magic to take on a solid form. In this situation, the souls were premature being forced out. Gaster's hand slipped inside the womb and cupped a hand around the larger soul.
There was a tiny scratch on the orange heart as it started twitching and shaking in his hand being brought up to eye level. Another hand cupped over the other, surrounding the tiny soul, orange-blue magic glowed around the hand. Pressing and demand the soul to take monster form. Warm orange-white light spread around the hands, heart quickly released. White light spin around the soul, tiny bones appeared out of thin air taking on a shape of a baby skeleton. "It's a boy….Just one more to go, Bel. Hold on" He said, looking down to see his soulmate holding up her red scarf.
The skeletons nodded his head taking the scarf from her and wrapping it around the tiny infant that was the size of his hand. Stopping for a second, he noticed tiny scratches on one of the little one's vertebrae, a weak spot in the neck. No time to waste checking for other imperfections. Orange-blue soul tremble , placing baby on the floor before returning to his soulmate. The room filled once again with her cries, hand cupped the tiny little ball, slowly pulling it out of the womb. It was a tiny ball of purple light no bigger than the white orbs that float in Sans' eyes. Orange-blue magic swirled around spark, but nothing happens. It was still beaming with purple magic. The soul's magic was too weak to become a fully formed skeleton.
"G…ga…ster…r?" Bel called, hand retched out to try to find her soulmate. Chunks of bone crumbled around her eyes socket, falling into large crevasses. Cold darkness was all she could see now.
"She's alright." Lying between his teeth, he held the tiny purple spark in one hand while the other took hold of Bel's right hand. Why did all females he loved dearly, left him in the end? It wouldn't be long until the tiny purple light started to fade too. Broken tears of orange-blue streamed down his cheekbone, he leaned over his beloved's face. Softly clinking their teeth together, sharing, loving, and heart sobbing final skeleton kiss. "Don't worry Bel. I'll make sure to look after the twins." Feeling the warmth of her soul slowly disappeared out of existence, his hand was tight with her hand still in his grasp, orange magic sweeping around it, protecting it from decaying into dust. He couldn't give up yet; Bel was gone, but the tiny spark, no purple soul beating brightly. The last of his beloved soulmate's magic.
Sans watched his father walk over to the computer area, pushing buttons, then looking up to see a large empty cylindrical container being filled with green liquid. Dipping the test tube into the liquid, Gaster placed the very tiny soul inside and sealing it up with a stopper. The light swirled around the tube like a fish trapped in an unfitting tank. Dark aura looming around it, fear and anger. The thought was pulled away, the room filled with high shirking of a baby crying. Gaster walked towards the child, leaned over, and picking him up. Little baby bone cooed, causing the light in the tube to return its usual color. A warm calming aura beaming from the two little souls.
"Papyrus, I need you look after her…Daddy has…Some work to do." He said tucking the tube into folds of the red scarf. Holding the bundle close to his chest, he walked around looking for something for the little ones to rest in. Didn't take long for him to find an empty cardboard box and place them inside. The orange-blue heartbroken soul found it interested and delightful to watch the soft light enjoyment shimmered from the two souls. Sadly there was work to do if he was going keep his promise to his soulmate. No time to waste as the skeleton walked away from them.
The female skeleton's hand was placed into a tiny meat grinder. Orange-blue soul fell into despair as he turned the handle. The lovely female bone and once had the power to summon magical bone to destroy countless enemies but at the same time warm cooling magic that clam the soul. Not anymore. Air filled with the echoing sound of bones cracking and snapping into two as white powder poured out of a barrel into a bowl. The only solution he came up with was recreated the same process he did for Subject One. The only difference would be adding a soul. The bone-grinding stopped as a bony hand reached into a drawer pulling out a metal pen like object and sharpie marker. The objects placed in pants pocket while walking over to operation table. Metal cuffs clasped around the right bony before another hand pulled out a marker, black circle traced in the center of the trapped hand. The orange-blue trembling in fear as the left hand put away the marker, pulling out a metal pen. The tip pressed against the bone, drilling buzzing hummed from the pen. Small white-blue flames flared from the tip. Room was filled groans and screams as a hot light cut deep into the bone.
"Sanssy …Wake up…It's not real!"
The short skeleton body twisted and ached in pain. Tips of the fingers scrapped against his right hand. Screaming in agony, pleading over and over to make the burning stop. Unknown arms reached around him pulling him into a hug as a soft warm calming light spread across his body. Slowly white orbs started to appear in the black darkness of his eye socket. Blue tears streamed down the cheekbone, Sans placed his arms around unknown creature pulling them onto his lap. Burying his face in their clothing. A smooth hand tenderly glides across the top of his skull, sending waves of calming aura down to the blue soul. The tired skeleton slowly looked up at the creature he was clinging onto for dear life. The room was cast in darkness, the only thing he could see were two purple orbs looking down at him, blue soul floating in their bony hand. "Ariel…What are…" A finger was placed on his mouth, hushing the skeleton to stay quiet.
"It alright…Sis is here….I promise you no more nightmares tonight…I'm sorry Sanssy, I should have realized sooner."
A soft melody filled the air causing the skeleton's body to go limp, falling deep into the embrace of the hug. Sans tries to speak, couldn't form any words as the mind became hazy. A tiny voice inside his head was telling him to go to sleep. His skull felt lightheaded and weak nudged way into the other monster's shoulder bone. Purple magic swirled around the blue soul, heavenly singing washing all his anxious, fear, and sadness away from him. Leaving only a fluffy feeling of happiness as his soul drifted into a peace-loving sleep.
(( OOC: Thank you to my readers are still here. A special treat I did a Grillby & Arial drawing. You can find the image by google grilrial_by_kupcakekitty-dc1zsjx or visiting Kupcakekitty on DeviantArt. Go to the gallery then the Fanart folder. Thank you again.))