So the author's note will go up here, or at least an author's note. Sorry for the long wait. This was a big chapter to plan out and to write. I had a lot of asks and that's wonderful! Also dug up an ask from before. So, hope ya like it! :)

"And we're back! Sorry it took so long, but I didn't wanna risk the world's destruction," the Author introduced. She was wearing her outfit from last time.

"Uh… not to be rude,"Plushtale Frisk started. "But you being here now still isn't all that great for the world."

The Author waved dismissively. "Nah. I'll patch the universe up once I leave again."

Plushtale Frisk breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, so you're back again," Chara stated. "Once again, I ask… why?"

The Author frowned. "Well, everyone liked asking questions, so I got the power once again." She crossed her arms. "Now lighten up with the whole 'grumpy shtick' you've got going on."

Chara sighed. "Oh well. Last time someone did give me chocolate." Chara grinned. "Perhaps they want to send me more sweets!"

The Author chuckled. "Whatever makes you happy. As long as you don't try to kill anyone." She waved her hand in the air and made note cards materialize. She glanced at it and threw it aside. "So Arthur has another question, this time for Sans." She turned towards Sans. "He wants to know if you've seen a human with a yellow soul."

Sans shook his head. "sorry bud. frisk's the only human who's been underground in a long while."

"Well. Sorry Arthur," the Author apologised. She spawned another note card. "This one is for Gaster." She turned towards the skeleton and threw the card aside. "A person by the name of Hazel Varquese wants to know if you watched over your sons while you were trapped in the void."

Gaster nodded. "Yes. There was not a moment when I wasn't watching at least one of them." He looked at the ground. "Even when they were dying." Gaster sighed. His somber expression became one of joy. "But I don't have to worry about that anymore!"

The Author smiled warmly. "That's so precious!" She waved her hand in the air. A note card appeared in it. She looked at it and was taken aback. "This person used all caps. And there seems to be a decent number of questions here." The Author looked towards Toriel. "The first one's for you. undertalefangirl1018101 wants to know if you like butterscotch or cinnamon."

Toriel placed her hand on her face. She tapped her chin with her finger. "I'm not sure. I like them about equally."

"I see!" The Author read the next question and turned towards Papyrus. "The next question… statement… thing's for you Papyrus."

Papyrus grinned. "Ask away human!"

"Same person states that people ship you with Mettaton."

Papyrus stared at the card, confused. "How do you ship two people? Isn't a ship a vehicle that floats on water?"

"P-Papyrus, it isn't t-that kind of ship," Alphys stuttered. "T-Think about relationships."

"Oh! You think that I would have a relationship with Mettaton? Silly humans. He's my idol, but I don't have feelings except of admiration," Papyrus explained.

The Author nodded and read the card. She turned towards Sans. "The same person asks they can hug you." The Author snickered. "Also, they called you an adorable marshmallow."

Sans shrugged. "I guess? I mean, you were gonna do that anyway, right?" An excitable blue wisp wrapped around Sans and gave him a hug. It quickly vanished with a giggle.

"I'm not gonna allow too many things into this universe," the Author explained. "Don't wanna damage this place even further." She looked at the card and raised an eyebrow. The Author turned to Gaster. "This person wants to know what the Void smelled like, Gaster."

Gaster furrowed his brow. "Well that's an odd question. I don't know if I could really describe a smell. I guess the closest thing would be the smell of a computer," Gaster offered.

Once again, the Author looked at the card. She gave sighed and turned to Chara. "This person wants to know what your hobbies include, excluding chocolate and stabbing."

Chara frowned. "These people really think I'm allowed near the knives. Well, I really like watching people goof up, especially in cartoons."

The Author gave a nod and looked down at the card. She turned to Asriel. "This person wants to know what your favorite color is."

Asriel grinned. "Green and yellow! I can't choose just one of those colors!"

The Author smiled warmly at the goat and looked back to the card. She snapped her free hand's fingers. With this action spawned a Temmie in the room. The Temmie looked confused.

"wHaT TeM doinG hre," she asked, looking around the room. "TemMy was at t Tem ShOp."

Undyne groaned loudly. "Why did you bring the Temmie?"

"So Temmie, this person wants to know how business is on the surface."

The Temmie grinned. "TEm on suRfce Nw! temmie sel TeM flAks, b hooms dun lik dem." She frowned, but quickly smiled. "BuT oter TeMMiys stiL by them!"

The Author nodded. She threw a gold coin at Temmie's direction."Well, there's something to help you."

The Temmie's eyes widened. "w0h! yu rEeLy giving TemMie muns?"

Once again, the Author nodded. "I'll send you back now." The Author snapped her fingers. Once she did, the Temmie was gone.

Undyne scoffed. "Good riddance," she stated.

The Author discarded the paper and waved her hand in the air. A new piece of paper was summoned."Oh. There's a lot here too." She turned towards Chara. There was a small groan, but it was unheard by anyone not listening closely. "Chara, cindy .wu10 wants to know if you eat any candy other than chocolate."

Chara smirked. "Yeah. There's all kinds, it's just that chocolate's my favorite." In the air, a jar of assorted candies floated over to Chara. It fell into her hands. Chara grinned at the candy. "Whoever you are, you're great. If I'm ever able to erase these worlds, I'll at least spare you."

Toriel scooted her towards a corner. "Chara, anymore comments like that and I'll have to place you in time-out again."

Chara groaned. "Fine."

The Author read the next line. She turned to Frisk. "Frisk, the same person wants to tell you that you're great."

Frisk grinned. "Thank you!"

"And also to ask you if you like lollipops or sour sweets," The Author finished.

"Unbelievable," Chara exclaimed. "When I interrupt, I get threatened, but when Frisk interrupts, nothing happens."

The Author glared at Chara and gave an evil smile. "Need I remind you who caused all that by messing with the dimensional story by adding their own ending?"

Chara shrank back, but still kept her angry expression.

The Author sighed. "So what do like better?"

Frisk thought for a moment, a very brief moment before responding. " I really like sour sweets occasionally." A box of multicolored and assorted candy fell into Frisk's hands. "Thank you!"

The Author looked back at the paper. She read the next line and turned towards Sans. "So the same person asked if you want a hug."

Sans shrugged. "seems kinda weighted to me. i mean, i can't really refuse. it's a nice offer that you'll probably do anyway, even if i say no." An amber-colored aura surrounded Sans and gave him a hug. It soon disappeared.

"This person also asks if your jacket's all worn out."

Sans shrugged. "nah, not really. maybe there's a couple of holes here and there, but nothing too," he started. A jacket fell into his arms. "nevermind then. thanks."

The Author looked down at the paper and read the next line. She turned to Toriel. "The same person wants to know if it's hard to make a butterscotch-cinnamon pie, and also wants a slice if you have one."

Toriel smiled warmly. "It's not hard at all." Asgore could be seen shaking his head. Toriel noticed Asgore and sighed. "You just have to have the correct recipe, and I would gladly give you a slice, but I'm afraid you're not here." A slice of pie vanished from a pie tin sitting on the counter. "Oh. Perhaps you are able to get a slice." Toriel giggled. "Well, I hope you enjoy it."

The Author smiled and read the next line. She turned to Papyrus. "This person states that you are very great, and asks if you want a 'great plate'."

Papyrus grinned. "Aha! Even the beings from another world all agree that I, the Great Papyrus, am very great! And I would love that plate!" A plate with the words 'cool dude', written in all capital letters fell into Papyrus' hands gently. "Thank you human!"

The Author looked to the paper again. She looked to Gaster. "The same person would like to know how being in the void felt like."

Gaster sighed. "The void was an empty place, where I nearly went mad. There was nothing for miles in that room. Think of an empty room with no noise. It was torture there. Luckily, I was able to figure out some sort of escape, but I couldn't be on the same dimensional wavelengths as everyone," Gaster explained.

The Author gave the skeleton a small pat on the shoulder. "Well, you're out now." She threw the paper on the ground, but nothing happened.

Sans walked over and picked up the paper. "uh, there's a back to this." He dropped it back on the ground.

The Author dove at the paper and picked it up. She stood back up and smoothed her hair. She read the first line on the back. "Sans, this person wants to know if you like hugs."

Sans shrugged. "i guess. all depends on the person."

The Author looked at the paper and turned towards Undyne.

"There's a question for me? Well, bring it," Undyne exclaimed.

The Author chuckled. "This person wants to know what your favorite color is."

Undyne grinned. "My favorite color would have to be green! That's my awesome soul power color after all," she exclaimed A green energy spear floated down to Undyne's hands. She grinned. "This is so cool!"

The Author smiled and read the next line. She turned to Alphys.

Alphys looked shocked. "M-me?"

The Author nodded, as did Undyne. "Heck yeah! Who wouldn't wanna ask you questions?

The Author laughed. "So Alphys, what's your favorite anime other than Mew Mew Kissy Cutie?"

"Uh uh um! After getting to the surface, I've been introduced to a lot of anime. So that would have to be Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. Imeanit'saboutthesetwhochildrenwholostthingsinafailedalchemything. Andbasicallyalchemyisthisreallypowerfulmagicwithstrictrules. Andactuallytheybrokeoneofthebiggestrulestonottryandbringpeoplebacktolife,eventhoughtheyhadgoodintentionswithtryingtobringtheirmombacktolife. ThemaincharacterThemaincharacterEdwardiscalledtheFullmetalAlchemeistbecauseofhisarmbuthisbrotherwasleftasnothingbutasuitofarmorsopeoplegetconfusedwiththattitle. Alsohehatesbeingcalledshortortobetoldtodrinkmilk. MeanwhileAlphonseisasoulboundtoasuitofarmorandhereallywantstobeabletodonormalthingslikeeatorsleepandactuallyhehasthiswholecharacterarcwherehethinksthathismemoriesare-oopswaitIalmostspoiledthatcharacterarc. Hereallylikescatsandothersmallanimalsandhelikesstuffingtheminthesuitofarmorand-" Alphys described.

Chara groaned. "Someone make her stop. She's so annoying."

"Hey, you don't talk about my girlfriend," Undyne exclaimed.

Chara sighed. "I would fight you, but I'm afraid that I would have some terrible thing happen to me."

"O-Oh sorry," Alphys stuttered. "I went overboard."

The Author shook her head. "Nah, but I am gonna have to cut you off there before you get into side characters." The Author looked back at the paper and groaned again. She turned to Chara. "This person has given you a sharp knife." A knife materialized in the air and floated down.

Toriel grabbed the knife out of the air and quickly put it in the knife drawer. She locked it tightly.

"The sharp knife is immune to blue attacks. This person wants to know what your favorite way of stabbing/slashing monsters."

Chara looked around. She caught Toriel's sharp gaze, almost as sharp as the knife. "Mom, I have to answer. I can't just not do that." She turned towards the Author. "Well, typically, I put a lot of power in my swings. Kinda makes me feel wild, but if it's someone who I'm having trouble with killing, I try to take the betrayal method."

Toriel marched over to Chara and grabbed her by the wrist. She took her over to the corner and placed her in the chair. "You will sit there until this whole thing is done, do you hear me?"

Chara sighed. "Yes Mom." A barrier of fire surrounded the child. Asgore was creating the fire wall.

"This is to ensure that you don't leave the chair," Asgore explained.

The Author sighed. She read the next line and turned to Asgore. The goat looked shocked.

"Asgore, this person wants to know what your favorite flower is besides golden flowers and buttercups," the Author read.

Asgore smiled. "I like all types of flowers. I suppose lilies would be near the top."

The Author smiled and threw the paper down at the ground. It vanished from sight. She pulled out a card. "So Asriel, a person by the name of GeoGhost wants to know your favorite color, food, and likes. Since you already answered the first question, you can go ahead and answer the other two."

Asriel smiled. "Well, my favorite food is the pies Mom makes, and I like making friends and playing with Chara and Frisk."

The Author stifled an 'Aw' and moved onto the next question."This person wants to know everyone's favorite genre of music."

A barrage of different music genres were yelled at the same time.

"i like laid-back tunes mostly, but throw in some rock as well," Sans answered.

"I like gentle music and some soft rock," Toriel answered.

"Soft rock for me," Papyrus yelled.

"I like emotional music and rock," Asriel exclaimed.

"T-Techno (and anime theme songs)," Alphys stuttered.

"I enjoy some gentle music and soft rock occasionally," Asgore answered.

"Soft rock," Gaster answered. "Despite what you may think, if you ever read my journal entries, I do not enjoy the sound of static, in what the pranking lab worker dubbed 'Smile'." He was frowning.

"Rock all the way," Undyne yelled.

"Well, I enjoy techno, and my cousin Blooky likes jazz," Mettaton answered. He was suddenly in the room. "I thought I'd come to check in on everyone and heard a question being asked," he explained.

"I really like the musics that make you feel inspired," Frisk exclaimed.

"I like heavy metal and screamo," Chara answered. Everyone turned to look at her. "Look, I'm sadistic, and this type of music fits."

The Author chuckled nervously and threw the card aside. "Well, I think that's all." She waved her hand. In her hand spawned an old, marked up card. She looked at the card and turned to Chara. "This is from awhile ago, but Silveremperor101 asked why your eyes and mouth bleed."

"Oh you mean my scary face," Chara asked. She giggled. "You've met me before, right? So you're my partner too, unless you just watched," she stated while frowning. "Oh well. I do that to terrify people. I mean, you went all that way and helped me kill all the monsters, and for what? Just to be a wimp? Just to be like Asriel?"

"Hey," Asriel exclaimed.

"Sorry bro. But uh… that won't fly with me," Chara explained.

The Author looked at the next line and turned to Gaster. A VCH tape appeared in her hand. "Gaster, the same person wants to know if you experimented on Sans and Papyrus."

Gaster shook his head. "Why, I wouldn't do that."

The Author held up the VCH. "This person sent proof." A TV and VCH player appeared in the air. They were powered by magic. The Author pushed the tape into the player.

Everyone seemed to be staring at the doctor and at the TV screen. Chara seemed to be smirking as well.

The recording fast-forward itself then stopped at a specific time. "Sans,would you come here a moment," Gaster's voice asked. Two young skeletons moved from one side of the screen to the other side. Sans was carrying Papyrus in his arms.

"yeah dad?"

Gaster gulped. "You know how Daddy has important work, correct?"

Sans nodded. "yeah. you're trying to make power for the entire underground, and not just here at the capital."

"That… isn't my only work, Sans. I uh… need you to assist me Sans. I'll have Grillby take care of Papyrus."

"but grillby's on vacation," Sans pointed out.

Sans focused on the screen. "i don't remember this."

"Tcch. Forgot about that. No matter. He can stay. Just… come here Sans," Gaster stated. Sans walked offscreen with Papyrus. "Now lay down on this bed here."

"so, what am i doing, exactly," Sans asked.

"You don't have to do anything."

"sweet, gonna help with an experiment, by doing nothing." There was an audible thump as Sans jumped onto the bed

"Careful! You put Papyrus on the end of the bed."

There was a gurgling sound.

"right right. that's my bad. anyway, since you said i could do nothing, i'mma take a nap." Within a few moments, there was a snoring sound.

"Sans always was a fast sleeper, just like his mom." He gulped. "I have to do this. I'm sorry Sans, Papyrus."

There was a rustling. Gaster soon came into view. Unlike present day Gaster, he didn't have cracks in his skull. He did however, have holes in his hands. He fumbled around, looking for something in his workspace. He soon found a couple of needles filled with strange liquid. He flicked the tip of one of the needles.

"Determination. Determination from a human soul. Will he be able to take it?"

Sans dove at a nearby TV remote, shocked at the events going on. "he... what did he do," Sans demanded. He began to fast-forward the recording. For a long while, Gaster stood there, staring at the needle. Eventually, Gaster walked back to Sans and Papyrus, offscreen. Sans unpaused the recording.

There was screaming. Voices were screaming.

"stop! stop it," Sans yelled in the recording.

"Sans, this is for your own good. Please understand," Gaster exclaimed.

"this hurts! dad, why?!"

"Sans, you need to trust me on this," Gaster insisted. "I'm doing what's best for you and your brother."

"you're hurting me," Sans muttered. There was another groan of pain.

Gaster sighed on the recording. "Almost done. You only have one more shot to get through. I was going to wait for Papyrus, but perhaps he could take his."

"YOU STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" There was a large blue blast. "STAY AWAY FROM ME AND PAPYRUS!" There was a loud blasting sound. Sans ran past the camera, holding Papyrus. "I WON'T LET YOU HURT HIM"

There was a thump sound. Sans fell to the ground. Papyrus hung in the air safely with blue magic. Gaster walked towards Sans. He stuck a needle in the lower part of his arm. Sans' eyelids closed.

Gaster took a deep breath. "I'm sorry Sans. I'll have to manipulate your memories later. You'll be dizzy once you wake up, but know I do what I have to do." Gaster stared at the camera. He hurled a bone at the camera. The video cut off.

Sans and Papyrus stared at the screen with a look of betrayal clearly written on their faces. Everyone in the room, aside from Chara, looked shocked. Everyone turned their attentions to Gaster.

"what did you do," Sans asked in a soft voice.

The Author gulped. "Well, I think that about wraps up the question game. Thanks for playing. Bye," she exclaimed. The Author and Plushtale Frisk vanished, leaving everyone to stare at the scientist.

"I-I know what you saw seems to be really cruel, but I have an explanation, "Gaster insisted.

"i was in pain, and all you could think about was your science experiments?"

"Dad? Why," Papyrus asked.

Tears formed in Gaster's eyes. "I-I."

"Leave. Now," Sans growled. "I don't care who you are, father, distant relative, someone we just met, if you have the gall to experiment on your own children, chase a child down, then mess with their memories, you deserve something terrible to happen."

"Sans, I have an," Gaster started.

Sans' left eye glowed a bright blue. "I SAID LEAVE!"

Gaster looked at the ground. "Fine." He spawned a door in front of him, then looked behind him. There was a Gaster Blaster aimed directly at Gaster.

Papyrus stared at him with a betrayed expression. "Go."

Gaster opened the door and walked out. He shut the door behind him. Gaster was in his old lab. He sat down in front of a table and buried his head in his arms. He began to sob.

So, did you pack for the feels trip? No? Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, got a laugh, then went like: 0o0 -No, not the void goopster. Why void goopster?

Anyway, bye guys.