I...don't have much to say, here except thank you guys for the reviews. I didn't think people were going to pay any attention to this.

Anyways, here's another chapter.

It was finally morning. And as usual, Papyrus was the first to wake up. He looked at his night stand, he noticed that there was a present sitting next to his alarm clock. It was wrapped up in bone-patterned wrapping paper. There was a note attached to the present, but Papyrus struggled to read it...especially since the note was written in Wingdings.

"I thought that since you two are older, you might not want to wear those striped shirts, anymore...

...Unless you want to, then I won't judge.

- From, Dad."

Papyrus smiled as he opened the present, what was inside was an orange sweater, brown shorts, and a red baseball cap. He started changing into his clothes without question. Once he had gotten himself dressed, he raced into the kitchen where his father was waiting with his legs crossed. Sitting on the table was a spider cake with a web pattern in the center of it.

(I see you like the outfit I have given you), Gaster said, happily.

"How could I not?" Papyrus replied, "I've always wanted to wear something that made me look cooler!"

(Well, I'm certainly glad that you like them!) Gaster said as he clasped his hands together. After a few minutes passed, Sans started to stumble out of his room. He wore a plain white sweater and black shorts, similar to what Papyrus was wearing minus the hat.

"mornin', dad."

(Good morning, Sans), Gaster replied, (Do you like your new outfit?)

"hm...?" Sans tilted his head, still half-asleep. "yeah...it's great."

(Well...I did have a few more presents to give, but I think that we should wait a little longer before I start giving them out). Gaster turned his head towards Sans. (I especially have a surprise for you!)

"wh-what!?" Sans' eyes widened in shock. "why me!?"

"Ahaha..." Gaster let out a soft cackle. (You will see soon enough, my child!)

"Wowie~!" Papyrus yelled as he shook Sans by the shoulder. "A surprise like that HAS to be good! Wouldn't you agree, brother?"

Sans began to smile sheepishly as he rubbed his arm. "um...yeah, sounds great!"

Gaster placed a hand on Sans' shoulder as he detected uncertainty in his voice. (Do not worry, my child. I guarantee that you will love it).

Sans nodded, though that still didn't get rid of his suspicions.

...Still, it was his birthday, so maybe it really is a good gift that Gaster was hiding?

After the morning had passed, the three skeletons made their way to a new restaurant...simply named "Restaurant" (apparently, someone thought that it was a good idea to let King Asgore name the place).

The three of them made their way to a small table near the stage. On the stage was a drake from Snowdin, where he continued to tell different jokes.

"Now...where I come from, it's always cold...in fact, it's gotten so cold that the Royal Canine Unite started to wear CATS"

While there was some laughter in the audience, Papyrus felt himself cringe, he started whispering to his brother. "And I thought your jokes were bad!"

Sans snorted. "believe me...if i were up there, they'd start throwin' tomatoes before i said anything!"

"Well, I would still clap for you, regardless," Papyrus said. Although he began to mutter. "Even if I do have to put up with your annoying puns on a daily basis!"

"well...then if I WERE on stage, then what would I be called?"

"You'd be called a Comic, Sans!"

Papyrus' eyes widened as he realized he just said his brother's name. Sans started to laugh as Papyrus grabbed a nearby ketchup bottle. He pointed it towards his brother like it was a gun. "Don't think I won't use this!"

"joke's on you, 'cause i LOVE ketchup!"

"Boys!"

The skeletons looked at Gaster with a nervous expression. Their father glared as he began to sign. (You're 13, I should not have to scold you two like a pair of baby bones!)

Upon seeing their father's angered expression, Sans began to burry himself into his sweater while Papyrus placed the ketchup back down onto the table. They both looked away in pure shame.

A few more minutes had passed until a fox walked over to them and handed the skeletons their food. Gaster received a steak, Sans received a hamburger, and Papyrus received a plate of spaghetti. Gaster politely thanked the fox as they started making their way back over to the kitchen.

As everyone started to eat, Sans took the top bun off his burger. Afterwards, he took ketchup bottle off the table and started drowning the helpless hamburger in ketchup. Papyrus started to give him weird looks as he took a small bite out of his spaghetti.

Gaster couldn't help but feel awkward as it was gone silent between them. Sans had already gotten ketchup on his sweater while Papyrus had already finished his food. The eldest skeleton in the group cleared his throat, gaining his sons' attention.

(So how have things been going for you two?)

"We've been doing fine, actually," Papyrus replied.

"although the other day, ricky decided to throw me in the trash," Sans added as he took another bite of his burger.

"Oh dear..." Gaster placed a hand over his mouth in shock. (He hasn't hurt you again, has he?)

Sans shook his head. "nope, but i was stuck in that thing 'til class started, again."

"It's true," Papyrus replied, "I had to carry Sans over to our next class. It took two teachers to get him un-stuck." He placed a hand over his jaw. "...Or was it three?"

(Either way, I hope you two were all right), Gaster replied.

"We were fine, actually." Papyrus replied. "Although shortly after we got Sans out of the trash, Sclara tried to challenge us to a fight...but we refused, since we had to pay attention to the teacher."

"well...that and we're not s'posed to be fighting, really." Sans responded.

Gaster tilted his head, he mustered a fake smile. (Well...those are some interesting stories...but has anything good happened in school?)

"uh..." Sans looked up at the ceiling as he started rubbing his jaw. "well, there was that one time where some of the teachers handed everyone some monster candy."

Papyrus frowned, "Didn't one of the teachers give everyone licorice?"

"oh yeah," Sans started to smile. "i remember that that you took a bite out of it and made one of the weirdest faces imaginable!"

"Yeah, because it was gross!" Papyrus replied. "Candy should NOT taste like that!"

"hehe..." Sans let out a chuckle. "i ended up feeling bad for him, so i gave him some of my candy."

(Well...that was nice of you, Sans.), Gaster signed, (I'm glad you two still get along so well...most of the time.)

"Well, brothers have to stick together," Papyrus said as he wrapped his arm around Sans. "I mean, I'm sure I would've done the same thing if he had to taste licorice...Isn't that right, Sans?"

Sans nodded without saying anything.

(Oh, I'm sure you would), Gaster said, happily. He smiled sheepishly, (Although, I actually kind of like licorice).

"Then maybe we'll give you some when we get any," Papyrus replied.

"i still have some back home if you want it," Sans replied. Gaster started to chuckle softly. (I would appreciate that, thank you!)

After the skeletons were finished with their meal, Gaster payed the fox as they came by to take their plates back to the kitchen. He left a tip and started to leave with Sans and Papyrus right behind him.

Once the trio left the restaurant, Gaster decided it was best to head back to their apartment. He handed both skeletons three presents each and without hesitation, Papyrus opened all three of his presents. He received a jigsaw puzzle, a puzzle cube, and a journal.

Papyrus was happy with what he had gotten. There wasn't a lot of room in New Home to freely create puzzles, so he was happy to have a jigsaw puzzle and a puzzle cube to play with. Plus, he thought the journal could be used to write down puzzle ideas, or maybe even be used to write an autobiography if he ever became a Royal Guardsman.

Papyrus turned his head to face his brother with a curious gaze. "What did you get, Sans?"

Sans was speechless, which caused Papyrus to worry. He began to wave a bony hand in front of his brother's face. "Sans?"

Looking down at Sans' presents, he received a joke book, some socks, and a small, white lab coat.

(So did you two enjoy your gifts?) Gaster asked, smiling.

"I love them," Papyrus replied, "I don't know about Sans, though."

Gaster frowned, he looked at Sans with a worried look. (Is something wrong, Sans?)

Sans was puzzled, he picked the lab coatoff the ground. "what's with this? did you wrap this up on accident or something?"

Gaster shook his head, he walked over to Sans and knelt down to his level. (I know that since you were young, you have always wanted to follow in my foot steps. I'm afraid you're still too young to work as a scientist. But if you would like, you may start to visit me after school and become my apprentice.)

"um...wow," Sans examined his lab coat a bit more. It looked a little big on him, it looked like if he were to put it on, his fingers would still be visible. "i still dunno how i should feel about this."

Gaster gave Sans a weird look. (Well...if you don't want to, then-)

"no, wait!" Sans waved his hands frantically. "i want to become a scientist, i really do!" He looked down at the floor and started twiddling his thumbs. "it's just that i wasn't expecting you to ask me so quickly."

"Um...If I can say something, really quick!"

The older skeletons looked over at Papyrus, who was smiling patiently at his brother.

"You see...If I were in your position, I'd become father's apprentice in a heartbeat...even though we don't have hearts, but you get what I mean!"

Sans started at the taller skeleton with wide eyes. "a-are you sure about this, pap? i mean, we might not get to hang around as much if i do this."

Papyrus nodded in understanding. "Yes, I know. But I'd rather have you live for your own sake then just for mine. I mean, just think of the friends you'll make at the lab!" Papyrus pulled his brother into a hug. "Besides, isn't this what you wanted?"

"hehe..." Sans couldn't help but smile at his brother's comment, there was no way he could refuse, now. "if you really think i should, then i'll do it!"

(Excellent), Gaster said, happily, (then i will see you tomorrow after school!)

Gaster walked out of the room, possibly to get the spider cake. Papyrus sighed as he looked down at Sans. "Well...I'd say today was a great birthday. wouldn't you agree?"

"um...sure," Sans replied as he continuously looked over the lab coat. Papyrus gave him a reassuring look as he gently headbutted his brother's skull. "Look, there's nothing to be afraid of. All right? And besides, I'm sure you'll make a great apprentice!"

As Papyrus lifted his skull, Sans couldn't help but smile at his brother. "i guess you're right, there's nothin' to be afraid of..."

"And if anything bad DOES happens, don't be afraid to tell me, OK?"

"...all right, papyrus!"

Gaster walked back into the room, carrying the spider cake with him. The cake had 13 candles in it. As much as Gaster wished he could sing, he knew that wasn't going to happen. Magic hands appeared besides Gaster's head as he started to sign. (So who wants to blow them out?)

Sans looked up at Papyrus. "why don't you do it?"

"Are you sure about this?" Papyrus asked, "Don't you want to blow the candles out with me?"

Sans shrugged as he laid his head down against Papyrus' chest. "i would, but i'm just too tired..."

But before he could sleep, Papyrus shook him gently to keep him awake. "We're doing this together! After all, it's your birthday, too!"

"all right, fine!"

Once the brothers blew the candles out, Gaster placed the cake down on the table and started to cut it up. As far as Papyrus was concerned, this had to be one of the best birthdays that they ever had.

...Just saying this right now, enjoy the cuteness while you can!