Ohgoshohgoshohgosh. I posted the wrong thingie at first. I am so sorry 0.0

"Alrighty Frisk," Papyrus stated, "what are we going to do? Sans doesn't wanna have Dad explain himself, and I mean, he seemed very much against Dad ever coming back." He slumped against a closet door.

Frisk nodded. "And I don't think he'll let either of us out of the house. He's in that protective mode."

"Yeah. Right now he's having a blaster patrol the house," Papyrus muttered. There was a barking sound rounding the hallway outside the room. Papyrus quickly covered Frisk's mouth. Frisk did the same action for Papyrus as well. Once the barking moved away from the duo, they uncovered each other's mouths. They both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Any word of this with those things around, and we're done for," Frisk stated.

"Where do you think he would have gone," Papyrus asked.

Frisk shrugged. "I don't know. Isn't he your dad?"

"Ugh," Papyrus groaned. "This is a horrible situation! He's been kicked out without a fair explanation! "

Frisk pat the skeleton on the shoulder. "I know. That's why we're gonna try to help him. And if he did it for an evil reason, maybe we can reason with him. He doesn't seem to be mean now."

Papyrus grinned. "Yeah!" Papyrus stood up and spawned a door in front of him. "Let's go find him!" The duo leapt through the grey door. Frisk closed the door behind them.

Gaster emerged from his door outside of a restaurant on the surface. "So I have to contact Frisk somehow, but what to do? I can't visit, and I'm not sure I want to at the moment." He looked around. "Perhaps someone will lend me their phone."

Gaster noticed a monster walking towards a nearby shop. He quickly followed the monster. "Excuse me," he called. The monster turned around. This particular monster was a spider-like anthropomorphic monster. She had tiny spiders following her. The spider monster smiled. "Ahuhuhu, why hello deary~! If you're wanting to buy my pastries so badly, I'm afraid you'll have to wait."

Gaster shook his head. "No, that's not what I was going to ask." He stopped for a moment. "Although a pastry does sound delightful right about now."

The spider tilted her head. "Oh? Then what do you want of me?"

"Do you have a phone I can use?"

The spider dug around in her purse. She picked up a phone covered in spiders. "Oh dear. Oh spider dears, this man wants to use the phone." The spiders quickly scurried off the phone. "Sorry, they do like the warmth of this thing." She handed Gaster the cell phone.

Gaster quickly dialed Frisk's number in hopes she would pick up. It rang twice before someone picked up the phone.

"Hello! This is the Great Papyrus, as well as Frisk! (Frisk, did you order any spider pastries from Muffet? No?)"

Gaster took a deep breath. "May I speak to Frisk," he asked in a disguised voice. He didn't feel up to talking to Papyrus at the moment.

"Sure thing! (Frisk, some strange fake deep-voiced man wants to speak to you.)" The phone clicked as it was passed from one hand to another.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Frisk, this is Gaster, but I implore you not to tell that to Papyrus."

"Oh! So how've ya been?"

Gaster stared at the phone. "How do you think? I was kicked out of my home. My sons hate me. And to top it all off, I was reminded of something I did in the past, something I've always questioned."

"Well, can't help ya about the first and third thing, but about the second point, only one hates you. (Oh who's on the phone? Uh… Dr. Gaster.)"

The phone was passed again. Gaster's grew more nervous. "Dad! The fake-voice guy is you? Oh. I mean hello! Where are you right now? We need to talk," Papyrus insisted.

Gaster sighed. "I'm outside the bakery. Are you sure that you don't feel any hostile feelings toward me? I wouldn't blame you."

"To be honest, I don't know. But! I can't just sit around while someone I've come to know becomes hated by everyone without a proper explanation. You helped us all with the whole 'Chara' incident. Now I get to help you! Anyway, we'll be right over. Bye!" Papyrus hung up.

Gaster smiled and gave the phone back to Muffet. "Thank you." He gave her a few coins.

"Ahuhuhu, don't mention it." She smiled. She turned back around and started to head for the spider bakery. "I hope you're able to mend that relationship," she called.

"Now the only thing to do, for right now, is to wait."

"Okay team! Time to start planning Operation 'SCIENTIST'," Chara exclaimed. "Some Creatures In Ebott Need To Instantly Start Terminating," she announced.

"Uh… Chara… didn't Sans say not to go after him," Asriel asked.

Chara scoffed. "Well, yeah, but do I care? Nope! We're gonna go against that stupid skeleton. With my powers of resets, your fire, and perhaps Undyne's spears, we can kill that skeleton!"

Asriel sighed. "Do you think Undyne'll help try and kill Dr. Gaster?"

"It's all about manipulation, dear Asriel. Surely you must have remembered that from your flower days."

Asriel shuddered. "I don't like to think about those days. Y'know, Dr. Gaster must have some sort of reason to have done that, right? Why would he bother to help me if he was evil?"

"Asriel," Chara sighed. "What if you were just an experiment to him? I mean, there was a souless flower, but he used to be a goat monster? What a scoop! If I were a scientist, I would really wanna learn about that flower!"

Asriel looked at the ground. "Maybe you're right."

"Of course I am."

"But he still needs to have his story heard. If you, me, and Frisk can all come back from this, he can too."

Chara crossed her arms. "But we never experimented on them."

"If you think about it, we sorta did. I tried to squeeze all possible outcomes out of this world, out of boredom. You helped Frisk do the same," Asriel pointed out. "I can't stop you, since you have a grudge on Dr. Gaster, but I'm not helping." Asriel walked out of the room, leaving Chara alone.

"Looks like I'll have to plan this myself."

And done! I'm trying to write for this more. I gotta balance between my stories. Also... hooray! Chara's been watching an old cartoon.