After breakfast, Mom had me gather everything that I had brought with me and put in my bag. Then the four of us left for the lab.

We soon arrived at the Hotlands, I was still wearing my sweater because I didn't want Asriel to see the cuts I had put on my arms. I had already hurt Mom when she found out, I couldn't do that to Asriel to. We finally arrived at the lab and Dad knocked on the great metal door. Shortly after the door creaked open and revealed a tiny figure in a white lab coat that was about 5 sizes to big, underneath he wore a plain t-shirt and some shorts. He had the sleeves of the coat rolled up but they still flopped around just shorter than his fingertips.

The small figure waved energetically to us. "Hiya! Come on in, its much cooler inside."

To everyone's relief it was considerably cooler and a slight breeze blew on our faces as we stepped inside. I turned to get a better look at our greeter and was so startled by him I nearly knocked both myself and Asriel to the floor.

The small skeleton grinned enthusiastically to me, one of his front teeth missing, "Nice to meet cha! My names Sans!" He extended his right hand, the sleeve flopping over his fingers again.

"I'm C-Chara." I say taking his hand. *farting noise* I jump back in surprise and this time I fall over at Asriel's feet. I am completely speechless. Sans falls over himself laughing hysterically.

"Bwahaha! Whoopee cushion in the hand trick! It does work!!!" He sits up and pulls back the sleeve revealing a deflated whoopee cushion in his bony fingers. "Well, I suppose I should take you to Father now."

Sans lead us through the lab and we soon came to a big door which Sans walked through without hesitation.

"Cmon in! He's not working with anything potentially toxic right now... I think." He quick closes the door behind him and we are left standing. In the hallway. Asriel and I glance at each other nervously.

A few seconds later Sans peaks around the door again. "Yeah, we're good. Cmon in!"

Dad walks in and we follow behind. The room is absolutely filled with papers. On the walls, bulletin boards, strewn all over three large desks, some were even tacked on the ceiling. They had graphs, charts, lists. Some were crossed out others had circles, footnotes, and sticky notes. Honestly it looked more like a textbook sneezed than an office.

A tall skeleton in a lab coat turned when he heard us enter. He was well dressed under his coat and had a grin so big when he saw us it was easy to see he was related to Sans. His ... Skull? was smooth and gave him a distinguished look.

😐♓■♑ ✌⬧♑□❒♏📪 ♓⧫ ♓⬧ ♋ ◻●♏♋⬧◆❒♏ ⧫□ ⬧♏♏ ⍓□◆ ♋♑♋♓■📪 ♋■♎ ⍓□◆ ⍓□◆❒ ❍♋&♏⬧⧫⍓⬧📬 He then bowed to Dad, Mom, and Asriel.

⚐♒📪 ◻●♏♋⬧♏ ♐□❒♑♓❖♏ ❍⍓ ❒◆♎♏■♏⬧⬧📬 He said turning to me. ✡□◆ ❍◆⬧⧫ ♌♏ ⧫♒♏ ♍♒♓●♎ ✌⬧♑□❒♏ ♓■♐□❒❍♏♎ ❍♏ ♋♌□◆⧫ ♋ ♐♏⬥ ❍□■⧫♒⬧ ♋♑□📬✋ ♋❍ 🕈📬👎📬☝♋⬧⧫♏❒📬✋⧫ ♓⬧ ⧫❒◆●⍓ ♋ ◻●♏♋⬧◆❒♏ ⧫□ ❍♏♏⧫ ♋ ♒◆❍♋■ ♌♏♓■♑📬 He then bowed to me. I looked to Sans with a confused expression. He laughed and proceeded to translate.

"This is my father. His name is W. D. Gaster." He clears his throat. "King Asgore, it is a pleasure to see you again, and you your majestys." He says with an air of authority. Little Sans then turns to me.

"Oh, please forgive my rudeness. You must be the child Asgore informed me about a few months ago. I am W. D. Gaster. It is truly a pleasure to meet a human being." Sans finishes and grins again, Gaster patting him on the head in appreciation.

"It is good to see you again, Gaster." Dad tells him shaking his hand. "I look forward to hearing your research on the barrier." These two are clearly good friends.

I look and see another little skeleton. He is working with some papers and figures of his own. I decide to walk over while the adults exchange words with Sans' help.

"Hello. I'm Chara. What are you working on?" The skeleton looks up from his work and gasps. "A HUMAN. OH MY ASGORE!" Dad turns at the mention of his name and the skeleton jumps up and rushes over to bow and pay his respects to the king of the Underground. He seems a bit taller than Sans. He soon returns to his area and grins at me.

"I've never seen a human before. I'm Papyrus and I hope to be in the kings royal guard someday." He says puffing up his ribcage. He has what looks like an officers uniform on and a red cape in the back. I giggle a bit and see Sans turn to look at us out of the corner of my eye.

"Its a pleasure to meet you, Papyrus." I say. "What are you working on over here?" He grins a bit and indicates to his papers.

"I'm creating puzzles. Sometimes it can get boring just going through life without anything to do when your traveling. Well my puzzles will add an extra level of fun into monsters everyday lives!"

I can see lots of designs with buttons, levers, and changing patterns all spread across the floor. One in particular looks very interesting with changing panels and each color has a different meaning. There are so many different colors its difficult to keep track of them all. I look at him a bit confused.

"Nyeh. They aren't quite ready yet but Father has promised to help me with them when I have the rough designs complete."

"Its cool he wants to do stuff like that with you." I say

"It must be so awesome to have King Asgore for a father. Hey! What about your human father." Papyrus asks. I pause a moment from the rawness of the memories.

"H-he ... He hurt me. A lot. I don't like talking about it." Papyrus gasps and gives me a hug.

"I'm sorry human. Everyone should feel safe and loved at home. If you do not wish to speak of the past, I will not pry." I hug him back and thank him.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to see Sans standing behind me. He looks at me with a strange expression before regaining his composure.

"Father wishes to speak with you and the King and Queen." I nod and stand up.

"It was nice meeting you, Papyrus." I smile.

"Likewise, hu-Chara." He smiles and waves to me. I wave back and turn knowing the conversation to come will not be an easy one.

***Part 2 to come shortly. I have more in store for this but you've been patient and this part is already fairly long. See ya in the next chapter***