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You unlocked the front door to your house with clouded glasses and shaking hands, and walked in, drearily wiping your feet on the mat. You took off your white lab coat and threw it on the carpet covered floor, before collapsing on the couch, not bothering to change from your dark blue sweater dress into your pajamas, or to remove your thick rimmed, black glasses. You were exhausted, and for a perfectly just reason. You had been working non-stop in a military based top-secret lab for three days and now three nights without sleep. Just mug apon mug of coffee and can apon can of Red Bull. You had been heading home and hadn't even notice the sun was rising until it almost blinded you when you turned at that one intersection. Thank god Jake was driving car pool. You felt that if you were driving you would've had a car accident for sure, and at this current juncture in time, you couldn't afford to die. Your landlord would just complain about you not paying rent. Nothing stopped that old lady from getting her rent money.

You were about to finally drop off to sleep when a loud thump came from the hallway. Your eyes creeked open again. "It's way too early for this sh*t..." You muttered to yourself, making yourself get up again. You peeked around the doorway into the hallway. Okay were you so exhausted you were having hallucinations now? Cause that was not what Cyberden had predicted in her video. Oh hell naw. Because there was an adult sized skeleton, laying flat on the floor in your hallway. Your heart told you that you were definitely tripping and needed to go back to sleep. Your head was still processing the formula you'd come up with the night before, so that wasn't much help right now. You sped into the kitchen opposite the lounge room, and grabbed the first things you saw. A sponge, a bottle of soap, and an apple. After all, an apple a day will keep anyone away if you threw it hard enough. You peeked back into the hallway, the skeleton was sitting up now. He was rubbing his skull and looking up, as though he'd just fallen through the roof, or something. His right eye was half closed, and two scars were running up and down his face. One went from his left eye to his mouth, and one led from his right eye, up to the back of the skull. He wore a black trenchcoat, a white turtle neck sweater, black pants and black shoes. He also had holes in his hands for some reason. He glanced in your direction and saw you peeking out from the doorway. He stood up quickly and took a few steps back. You squeaked and ducked out of sight.

If this was a hallucination, then you were more creative then you thought. You peeked out again, soapy sponge at the ready. The skeleton was now frowning, he looked annoyed. Your fear impulse flared again, making you go out of sight again, but at the same time, you dropped the sponge. It made a squelching sound as it hit the wooden floor.

"Were you really going to through a sponge at me?"

You peeked out again. The voice was smooth and deep, and had a light drawl, and your senses told you that somehow, the skeleton had spoke. Your head was going crazy now, just barely catching up with the info you were making it process, giving you a killer headache. "M-Maybe...?" You squeaked back. You mentally kicked yourself. You were talking to a freaking hallucination. "You can come out, human. I won't hurt you if you won't hurt me first." Said the skeleton. "I-I-I can't make a-any prom-m-mises." You stuttered. Perfect. Wonderful job, (Y/N). You sound like a shy twelve year old. You peeked out again. The skeleton was coming towards the doorway.

Ohsh*tohsh*tohsh*tohsh*tOHSH*T!!

You scrambled behind the kitchen counter as the skeleton looked in the room. "You know, human, you don't have to hide. I'm not going to hurt you." He said. "O-Okay." You said, slowly getting up from behind the counter. You then dumped the soap bottle and the apple back on the counter and fidgeted with a strand of your (H/L) (H/C) hair.

The skeleton looked like he was about to say something, and then a realisation hit him. "Wait a minute. How can you understand me when I'm not using signs?" He said. You shrugged. "All I'm doing is listening." You said. "But-" The skeleton started, but then he stopped himself and somehow took a deep breath in and out. "Okay. But back in the underground I had to sign everything. To everyone. How is it that a random human can understand!?" He said, more to himself than to you. You, being the shy introvert that you were, stayed quiet. "Anyway, on another subject, human, what is your name?" He asked. "U-uh, me? My name?" You said, confused. "Yes. Unless there is another human in the current vicinity that I could be talking to?" "Hm. Fair point." You said. Your eyes were drooping and you desperately needed sleep, otherwise you'd go full red alert. "My name is (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N). Oh, actually Docter (Y/N) (L/N), now." You said, only just remembering your huge promotion that you had gotton last week. You were now the youngest person with that position in the entire laboratory! You'd taken that honor from Linda. Heh, stupid Linda, didn't know that X was actually 7.

"Really? Well that's one thing we have in common, I suppose." Said the skeleton. "I, am Dr W.D Gaster, but everyone calls me Gaster, I guess." Your eyes widened in surprise. "You're a scientist too!?" You said, your eyes practically sparkling. "Correct. Where I come from, I hold the position of Royal Scientist, a great honour bestowed apon the greatest mind in the Underground!" Said Gaster dramatically. "Well, where I work, I currently hold the title of youngest, highest ranked scientist in the whole laboratory!" You said, also very dramatically. "It's nice to finally meet another intelligent mind." Said Gaster, apparently pleased. You nodded enthusiastically. "Precisely!" You said. "I mean, Linda's good, she just doesn't want to think outside the box sometimes." You said, remembering when Linda rejected your idea about AI enhancement. "That's the problem I have with some of my coworkers." Said Gaster. "They tend to, 'jump on the bandwagon,' at least I think that's how the saying goes. But I think we're going to get along." He said, somehow smiling. "Mhmm!"

(Le timeskip)

You had made a pot of coffee for Gaster and Yourself, and you were both talking about sciencey things. (Author-Chan doesn't actually know that much about science...But she's gonna do her best!) The sun had now completely risen, and was shining through a little bit through your closed curtains. But even though your windows were closed, you could still hear the little kids playing outside next door. And they were incredibly loud today.

"Are those human children?" Asked Gaster, gesturing to next door. "Yup. And those have to be the most annoying bunch of rugrats to ever roam this planet." You said. Your point was proven as one of the kids started yelling, and another threw a rock over the fence and onto your roof. "Does that mean they're always like that?" "Yes. Especially when I come back from nightshift." You said, angrily. "One moment, please." You said, going out the front door.

Fifteen or so seconds later, you came back inside. "I hate those kids..." You muttered darkly. Gaster looked at you, brow bone raised. "Let's just say, the neighbors and I, do not get along. How dare I yell at the little demons throwing rocks at my roof? They're own parents can't even discipline them well enough! No, it's all my fault!" You said to yourself, not really registering the fact that Gaster was still listening. You made a sound of displeasure as the caffeine effect weakened and exhaustion strengthened. "I need more coffee..." You said, banging your head on the counter. "Apparently." Said Gaster, pouring you another cup.

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You unlocked the front door to your house with clouded glasses and shaking hands, and walked in, drearily wiping your feet on the mat. You took off your white lab coat and threw it on the carpet covered floor, before collapsing on the couch, not bothering to change from your dark blue sweater dress into your pajamas, or to remove your thick rimmed, black glasses. You were exhausted, and for a perfectly just reason. You had been working non-stop in a military based top-secret lab for three days and now three nights without sleep. Just mug apon mug of coffee and can apon can of Red Bull. You had been heading home and hadn't even notice the sun was rising until it almost blinded you when you turned at that one intersection. Thank god Jake was driving car pool. You felt that if you were driving you would've had a car accident for sure, and at this current juncture in time, you couldn't afford to die. Your landlord would just complain about you not paying rent. Nothing stopped that old lady from getting her rent money.

You were about to finally drop off to sleep when a loud thump came from the hallway. Your eyes creeked open again. "It's way too early for this sh*t..." You muttered to yourself, making yourself get up again. You peeked around the doorway into the hallway. Okay were you so exhausted you were having hallucinations now? Cause that was not what Cyberden had predicted in her video. Oh hell naw. Because there was an adult sized skeleton, laying flat on the floor in your hallway. Your heart told you that you were definitely tripping and needed to go back to sleep. Your head was still processing the formula you'd come up with the night before, so that wasn't much help right now. You sped into the kitchen opposite the lounge room, and grabbed the first things you saw. A sponge, a bottle of soap, and an apple. After all, an apple a day will keep anyone away if you threw it hard enough. You peeked back into the hallway, the skeleton was sitting up now. He was rubbing his skull and looking up, as though he'd just fallen through the roof, or something. His right eye was half closed, and two scars were running up and down his face. One went from his left eye to his mouth, and one led from his right eye, up to the back of the skull. He wore a black trenchcoat, a white turtle neck sweater, black pants and black shoes. He also had holes in his hands for some reason. He glanced in your direction and saw you peeking out from the doorway. He stood up quickly and took a few steps back. You squeaked and ducked out of sight.

If this was a hallucination, then you were more creative then you thought. You peeked out again, soapy sponge at the ready. The skeleton was now frowning, he looked annoyed. Your fear impulse flared again, making you go out of sight again, but at the same time, you dropped the sponge. It made a squelching sound as it hit the wooden floor.

"Were you really going to through a sponge at me?"

You peeked out again. The voice was smooth and deep, and had a light drawl, and your senses told you that somehow, the skeleton had spoke. Your head was going crazy now, just barely catching up with the info you were making it process, giving you a killer headache. "M-Maybe...?" You squeaked back. You mentally kicked yourself. You were talking to a freaking hallucination. "You can come out, human. I won't hurt you if you won't hurt me first." Said the skeleton. "I-I-I can't make a-any prom-m-mises." You stuttered. Perfect. Wonderful job, (Y/N). You sound like a shy twelve year old. You peeked out again. The skeleton was coming towards the doorway.

Ohsh*tohsh*tohsh*tohsh*tOHSH*T!!

You scrambled behind the kitchen counter as the skeleton looked in the room. "You know, human, you don't have to hide. I'm not going to hurt you." He said. "O-Okay." You said, slowly getting up from behind the counter. You then dumped the soap bottle and the apple back on the counter and fidgeted with a strand of your (H/L) (H/C) hair.

The skeleton looked like he was about to say something, and then a realisation hit him. "Wait a minute. How can you understand me when I'm not using signs?" He said. You shrugged. "All I'm doing is listening." You said. "But-" The skeleton started, but then he stopped himself and somehow took a deep breath in and out. "Okay. But back in the underground I had to sign everything. To everyone. How is it that a random human can understand!?" He said, more to himself than to you. You, being the shy introvert that you were, stayed quiet. "Anyway, on another subject, human, what is your name?" He asked. "U-uh, me? My name?" You said, confused. "Yes. Unless there is another human in the current vicinity that I could be talking to?" "Hm. Fair point." You said. Your eyes were drooping and you desperately needed sleep, otherwise you'd go full red alert. "My name is (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N). Oh, actually Docter (Y/N) (L/N), now." You said, only just remembering your huge promotion that you had gotton last week. You were now the youngest person with that position in the entire laboratory! You'd taken that honor from Linda. Heh, stupid Linda, didn't know that X was actually 7.

"Really? Well that's one thing we have in common, I suppose." Said the skeleton. "I, am Dr W.D Gaster, but everyone calls me Gaster, I guess." Your eyes widened in surprise. "You're a scientist too!?" You said, your eyes practically sparkling. "Correct. Where I come from, I hold the position of Royal Scientist, a great honour bestowed apon the greatest mind in the Underground!" Said Gaster dramatically. "Well, where I work, I currently hold the title of youngest, highest ranked scientist in the whole laboratory!" You said, also very dramatically. "It's nice to finally meet another intelligent mind." Said Gaster, apparently pleased. You nodded enthusiastically. "Precisely!" You said. "I mean, Linda's good, she just doesn't want to think outside the box sometimes." You said, remembering when Linda rejected your idea about AI enhancement. "That's the problem I have with some of my coworkers." Said Gaster. "They tend to, 'jump on the bandwagon,' at least I think that's how the saying goes. But I think we're going to get along." He said, somehow smiling. "Mhmm!"

(Le timeskip)

You had made a pot of coffee for Gaster and Yourself, and you were both talking about sciencey things. (Author-Chan doesn't actually know that much about science...But she's gonna do her best!) The sun had now completely risen, and was shining through a little bit through your closed curtains. But even though your windows were closed, you could still hear the little kids playing outside next door. And they were incredibly loud today.

"Are those human children?" Asked Gaster, gesturing to next door. "Yup. And those have to be the most annoying bunch of rugrats to ever roam this planet." You said. Your point was proven as one of the kids started yelling, and another threw a rock over the fence and onto your roof. "Does that mean they're always like that?" "Yes. Especially when I come back from nightshift." You said, angrily. "One moment, please." You said, going out the front door.

Fifteen or so seconds later, you came back inside. "I hate those kids..." You muttered darkly. Gaster looked at you, brow bone raised. "Let's just say, the neighbors and I, do not get along. How dare I yell at the little demons throwing rocks at my roof? They're own parents can't even discipline them well enough! No, it's all my fault!" You said to yourself, not really registering the fact that Gaster was still listening. You made a sound of displeasure as the caffeine effect weakened and exhaustion strengthened. "I need more coffee..." You said, banging your head on the counter. "Apparently." Said Gaster, pouring you another cup.