(Hey guys! I really liked the feedback on last night's chapter, so I'm going to try and post a chapter every day! Anways, hope you enjoy ~Trin)

Gaster looked up, confused. He saw a fainted sans on the floor, and the others trying to wake him up. He pulled the hood of his cloak over his head a bit more and walked over.

"Kid's a skeleton, right?" Gaster had a hoarse and rough voice, a lot like Asgore's, but darker. "What are you guys doing? Put him up on the couch." Gaster walked over to sans' limp body, and put a slightly pixellated hand on his right shoulder. With Gaster's free hand, he waved a large number of hand signs, and sans started to glow a light blue color. sans' eyes had developed the all-too known blue pupil, and his body shook.

sans woke up on his bed, Frisk looking over him. Frisk looked excited when sans woke up, and ran downstairs to get Papyrus and Gaster. They took a while getting up there, Gaster had started a conversation about the CORE.

"Ahhh, sans, good afternoon! Now, my name is Gaster. Buuuutt, I'd like to speak to you in private please." Gaster looked around the room, seeing jazz posters and a new trombone leaning against a slightly hidden door in the corner.

"I'm not talking to you until you take that stupid cloak off. Besides," sans stopped talking for a moment and looked Gaster dead in the eye, "why would I trust someone who tried to kill monster and human-kind?"

Gaster lowered his head. "WELL. I GUESS I SHOULD LEAVE THE ROOM. COME ALONG, HUMAN." Papyrus walked out of the room, giving Gaster more room to pace in front of sans.

"I'm sorry about that..." Gaster pulled back his hood, revealing a slightly pixellated skeleton-like face. "You know, when the two royal children died, I was at work. That was the day of the... incident.

"I was walking around, me being the royal scientist and all..." He found a way to brag about it, acting a bit like Papyrus. "And someone pushed me into the core. I never saw who, but their laugh... It was the single most worst thing I've ever heard. When I fell in, my soul divided in two. Creating you and your brother. Except." Gaster created a blue flame in his hand. "You got one part of me that Papyrus didn't."

"But... How are you here?" sans looked more confused than ever.

"You have the space-time manipulation. Where do you think you got that from?"