GASTER! TAKE. CARE. OF. YOUR. BODY!
Don't do drugs!
Don't smoke!
AND EAT VEGGIES! *shoves spinach at him*

Gaster: (topples over) sHiT—
Vegas: Grace isn't your forte, is it?
Gaster: (gets up and brushes himself off, embarrassed) Shut up, Las Vegas.
Vegas: =_=
Gaster: I win.

They make my head hurt from how oblivious they are XD

Frisk: saaaaaaame

Aw, Gasterrrrrr >< So cute!!!

Gaster: (chuckles a bit, confused) Thanks?
Alphys: (leans in the door) (sign language) "He isn't used to compliments, his reaction is so adorable!"

Wait wait wait. Frisk... You drugged them!!

Frisk: shit... (runs away)

Yeah a skele-ton

Sans: ayyyyyyyyyyyy
Papyrus: (elbows him in the ribs)
Sans: ow worth it

Why is everyone getting the boot?! XD I love that song!

Vegas: =_=

FUKU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fuku: TURTLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

It's you and your son combined.

Gaster: That's weird...

Oh god. Well then, make every move you take so painfully obvious you wish you could take it back.

Alphys: I can't d-do that, I can't get any more o-obvious. If you looked up "awkward" in the d-dictionary, you'd f-find my picture!
Gaster: (outside the doorway, eavesdropping) (chuckles a bit) Can't object to that.

HEY GASTER ALPHYS LIKES YOU
you're welcome alphys

Alphys: (face flushes red) W-well t-that's one w-way t-to d-do it! o-o;
Gaster: (appears behind her) I know, trust me.
Alphys: YOU A-ALREADY KNOW?!
Gaster: (chuckles a bit) You make it painfully obvious, Dr. Alphys.
Alphys: (embarrassed) W-well, this is awkward... heh...
Undyne: (in the doorway) (mouths "KISS HIM KISS HIM KISS HIM")
* Alphys stands on her tiptoes, kisses the skeleton quickly and runs away.
Gaster: (chuckles a bit, light blush) Typical awkward Alphys.

Do you have something you need to talk about

Papyrus: ...little bit.

Frisk, change everyone's contact names in their phones!

Frisk: Will do~ I'm a bit lazy though, so I'm just gonna do Chara's. (gets to hacking)
* Later...
Chara: ALRIGHT YA PIECES OF SHIT, YOU CHANGED MY CONTACT NAMES
Frisk: (high-fives asker)
Papyrus: What do the names say? :3
Chara: (begins listing them off)

Frisk = DETERMINATION
Temmie = HOI
Toriel = eat ur pie my child (Chara: what the hell XD)
Papyrus = Papy ❤️ (Chara: -\\\\\\\\\-)
Sans = Hoodie Bitch (Sans: ha ha.)
Asgore = Pillow Head (Asgore: -_-)
Asriel = Walking Marshmallow
Mettaton = fuck this guy (Chara: nobody changed him || Mettaton: why must you hate me, Chara ;-;)
Flowey = Satan
Undyne = AMERICA'S FAVOURITE FIGHTIN' FISH (Chara: Is there a joke I'm missing here?)
Alphys = Weeaboo Lizard (Chara: Nobody changed her either :3)
Snow = BURN THE WITCH (Chara: what the fuck, guys? || Papyrus: [laughs so hard he falls over] || Me: Okay guys! Not! Cool! || Frisk: hehehe)

BAD GASTER (thwaps with newspaper)

Gaster: (hiss) (realization)
Undyne: (trying not to laugh)
Gaster: (puts a hand in her face) Not a word, sushi. Not. A. Word.
Alphys: (blurts out) THAT WAS SO CUTE OH MY GOD >w<
Gaster: -_-

Skelefamily, since I'm 110% sure you all have phenomenal singing voices, sing Guns and Ships from Hamilton! Gaster, if you don't cooperate, I'm letting Alphys put cat ears on you.

Gaster: She already tries every day.
Alphys: (slowly puts car ears back in bag)
Me: (shoves microphones in their hands) SING
Gaster: I don't sing.
Me: Yes you do, now suck it up.
Gaster: (crosses arms)
Papyrus: I can now see where Sans gets his stubbornness from.
Sans & Gaster: Hey!
Undyne: (pushes them both forward) Just sing, you stubborn boneheads!
Gaster: ...fine...

* Frisk starts the instrumental and gives them a thumbs-up.
Sans: How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower, somehow defeat a global superpower? How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire? Leave the battlefield waving Betsy Ross' flag higher? Yo. Turns out we have a secret weapon. An immigrant you know and love who's unafraid to step in. He's constantly confusing, confounding the British henchmen — ev'ryone give it up for America's favorite fightin' Frenchman!!!

Alphys & Chara: (backup singers) Lafayette!

Papyrus: (sings lightning-fast) I'm taking this horse by the reins makin' Redcoats redder with bloodstains!~

Alphys & Chara: Lafayette!

Papyrus: And I'm never gonna stop until I make 'em drop and burn 'em up and scatter their remains! I'm!

Alphys & Chara: Lafayette!

Papyrus: Watch me engagin' em! Escapin' em! Enragin' em, ow!

Alphys & Chara: Lafayette!

Papyrus: I go to France for more funds!

Alphys & Chara: Lafayette!

Papyrus: I come back with more—

Sans, Papyrus & Gaster: Guns, and ships, and so the balance shifts~

Gaster: We rendezvous with Rochambeau, consolidate their gifts~

Papyrus: We can end this war in Yorktown, cut them off at sea, but, for this to succeed, there is someone else we need!

Sans: I know!

Alphys & Chara: Hamilton!

Papyrus: Sir, he knows what to do in a trench, ingenuitive and fluent in French, I mean!

Alphys & Chara: Hamilton!

Papyrus: Sir, you're gonna have to use him eventually, what's he gonna do on the bench? I mean!

Alphys & Chara: Hamilton!

Papyrus: No one has more resilience, or matches my practical, tactical, brilliance!

Alphys & Chara: Hamilton!

Papyrus: You want to fight for your land back?

Alphys & Chara: Hamilton!

Gaster: I need my right hand man back!

Alphys & Chara: Hamilton!

Sans (Papyrus & Gaster): Yeah, get your right hand man back! (Get your right hand man back!) Know ya gotta get your right hand man back! (Your right hand man back!)

Sans, Papyrus & Gaster (Alphys & Chara): I mean ya gotta put some thought into the letter (Hamilton!) but the sooner the better (Hamilton! Hamilton!) to get your right hand man back! (Ha-Ha-)

Gaster: *Don't fuck this up...* Alexander Hamilton, troops are waiting in the field for you... if you join us right now, together we can turn the tide~ Oh, Alexander Hamilton, I have soldiers that will yield for you. If we manage to get this right, they'll surrender by early light~ The world will never be the same, Alexander...!

Me: (star-eyes) Holy shit... Anyway, leave more comments! ⭐️〰⭐️