So quick thing before you read. A little about me in general: I am currently in high school, and spend my free time playing video games and writing fanfic's. Undertale was the first rpg i really got into as a fan. My favorite character is Sans, but I also like Blooky. tell me who your favorite character is in the comments. sorry for the novel. READ ON!

Phil watched the three girls physically recoil at his last words.

Undyne was the first to try to speak. "But that's impossible." Alphys grabbed her wrist, stopping her from trying to impale the skeleton.

"S-sir, I would a-appreciate it… i-if you would explain."

He walked over to them, and stuck his arm straight through Frisk's chest.

"Wha-? A hologram?" He nodded, and removed his arm.

"Gaster created me as a therapist, if you will. I was supposed to be a psycho analyst for Sans and Papyrus." Alphys looked at the screen on the wall, showing details about a subject's magic levels, SOUL stability, and any abnormalities. The screen changed and showed Sans and Papyrus, with the words "IRREGULAR-EXECUTION RECOMENDED" across it. She gasped. "Exactly," Phil continued, "Gaster didn't know who they were at first. He had me run a test on their souls and his. Let's just say he didn't take the news well." Alphys could barely tear her eyes from the screen.

"B-but if he knew they w-were his children…" Phil shook his head sadly. Disappointment and anger filled his eyes.

"He didn't. the day Gaster found out, he appealed to asgore to cancel his projects and fire him. Asgore refused, although he questioned Gaster as to why."

Undyne finished for him, "He refused to tell Asgore, and Gaster stopped being Gaster, Right." The room went silent. Frisk went over to the two cells, each with only a bed. Alphys started accessing the computer, and Undyne simply stared at Phil, who returned the stare. Alphys opened up Phil's memory bank. She saw everything Gaster had said to him and everything he had said back.

"He named you after a typeface." Phil nodded his mind still elsewhere, reliving days past. Frisk was the first one to try and get into the cells. A force field appeared, blocking the path in.

"Phil," Alphys began nervously, "Shut down cell block force fields." Phil waved his hand and they shut off. Frisk searched through the cells, finding a few strange items. A color cube, a faded drawing, and a small figurine of a skeleton. it was wearing a lab coat, glasses, and had holes drilled into it's hands.

"Yes, That is a figure of Dr, Gaster." Phil answered the unasked question. Alphys decided to try another command, wondering if she had some kind of clearance.

"Phil, please open access to the surveillance cameras for this room to my personal console." She made sure not to shout, but be firm, and control her stutter.

"Of course, Alphys." Phil waved his hand again. Undyne looked at Alphys, impressed by her confidence.

"How are you doing that, Al?" She said with a huge grin. Alphys shook her head and gave one final command, hoping it would work.

"Phil, shutdown." He simply nodded and disappeared. The three of them hurried back to the main floor of the lab. Alphys explained that she suspected Phil, although he was still a somewhat sentient program, to have some form of control mechanism. "I p-proved it when I a-asked him to deactivate the f-force fields. When you say his n-name and any f-form of command he is forced to comply." Frisk shook her head, eyebrows creased.

"No, I think it only works with you." The monsters acknowledged this. They formed a plan. Undyne would keep Papyrus from telling his brother about hooking them in, Alphys would examine everything she could find on Gaster, and Frisk would try to get some information out of Sans. They all went to start on their projects, not realizing that even now they were all being watched by Gaster, trapped in non existence.

"They could actually do it." he muttered to himself. "If they can get the package to them." Gaster appeared near the human child. "Please, young one. look for the clues hidden in the place where ice and fire meet." Frisk looked around, startled by the voice.

"Hello? Are you there?" She called. but no one answered.

Frisk wrote down the riddle in her diary, which she carried everywhere. She bounced off to find Sans. Probably talking to Grillby, or napping on his couch. Sure enough, she found him passed out at the bar, a blanket tucked over him. "Thanks for taking care of him Grillby. I'll stop by later for some fries and a chat, ok?" He nodded, strong and silent as ever. Half carrying Sans back to his house, Frisk realized she could smell more than ketchup on his breath. Was that… ALCOHOL?! He collapsed on the couch as soon as she got him there, while she was both relieved and worried. Sans? Drinking? She sent the others a text telling them not to bring Pap over until tomorrow morning. "Sans," she started nervously, "Pap told me that your birthday is coming up. What would you like for a present?"

He looked at her suspiciously for a few moments before hiccuping and saying, "Maybe a different color hoodie, or a new pair of slippers. Although getting this thing out of my hand would be nice." She cringed. He was slurring his words together, completely unaware of his flailing right hand.

"Um… why haven't we celebrated your birthday before?" She tried.

"Well look here, kiddo, a couple years ago, I was walking home, when this guy I know shows up." He hiccuped again, his arm still swinging around in the air. "When I walked into the house a fews mins later, I don't even say anything to Pap, I just stalk off to my room." Frisk decided to pop the real question.

"Who was the guy you saw? why were you so mad at him?" Sans grew darker, his eyes going black as he continued. "He was a scientist, and he experimented with me and my brother for a few years at least. without a single sign of remorse or pity. He nearly killed me one time. I was ready to just give up. until Papyrus showed up in my head. I was in a cage, and he showed up at the bars. he reached out to me, and at first I turned it away. I thought it was a trick. But then I saw the tears. I knew that that man, whoever he was, wouldn't cry. I grabbed Papyrus' hand and woke up. Next thing I remember was waking up in the Snowdin Town orphanage." He swayed a bit and Frisk caught him as he fell forward. Out cold. Oh well. she had gotten more than enough out of him for now. She wrote down everything she could remember in her diary before giving her friend one last kiss.

"See you soon."

Hey everyone! Thank you so much for your support. big shout outs to the followers: harleyredhood, Cosmickatsu, Elistax, Reaper-of-Lost-Souls, bleach103, and shadow of eyes. I'll try to post a 4th chapter on the weekend, but I have a lot of stuff going on in school rn. please remember to follow, fav, and leave me comments. Also the character Phil is named after the Philosopher Font which is what i write these stories in.

-Jarhead