The team of four began to constantly monitor the artificial Monster twenty four hours a day. They had to get as much data from it as they could, if only so they might create a stronger soul with the next trial. This one's soul simply seemed too weak to sustain it over an extended period of time.

     Doctor Gaster first moved it to a larger room with an observation window. Monsters did not eat Human food when they lived on the surface, and since the team was sure it would fall right through a skeleton (It was hard for the team to determine what areas of empty space was inhabited with magic. The skull, for example, seemed not to be hollow, but the space between its arm bones isn't filled with anything), they decided to keep the Monster fed on the pure artificial magic they had used to create its soul. If that did not work, they would soon know. Theses magic injects were set on a routine and happened twice a day.

     The first day consisted completely of observation. The team watched and took notes in four different shifts. Doctor Hansen would later comment that it did exactly what you'd expect a human child to do. When the skeleton was awake, he wandered around the room, unaware of his audience. He'd mess around with the blankets on the single bed, but he mostly looked bored. The skeleton was asleep for most of the day. It was only awake for small periods of time that added up to about six hours. It slept for 18 hours, but never seemed to be able to stay asleep. The skeleton might jerk awake, look around, and then fall asleep again. Doctor Gaster only decided to proceed with other tests after this initial observation period. He is the one who created the first artificial Monster, so he had been moved to the head of the project.

     The skeleton lied on the bed, awake, when the door to its room opened. Even a small movement like that is enough to startle it. The skeleton sits up groggily, pulling the blanket tighter around his shoulders. Doctor Gaster doesn't try to slow his approach or reassure the skeleton. It has to get used to this kind of treatment.

"Get up", Gaster signs in Wing Dings, "It is time for tests. Get up. Follow me". The skeleton takes note of the importance of the Wing Dings, and slides off the bed. It drags the blanket behind it and walks over to Gaster. The Doctor sighs, pulling the blanket of the artificial Monster and tossing it back on bed. "Follow me", Gaster signs again. He walks out of the room, and the skeleton follows. It seems able to obey orders just fine.

Hansen and Alister are both off duty, but Doctor Murphy is waiting for the two in a large room just down the hall from the one the skeleton had been sleeping in. The room is styled much like a school gym. There's lots of space, and the floor is made of a hard wood material.

"Morning, G", Murphy says out loud, but then he switches to a common sign, "Hello, Monster". The skeleton's face isn't very expressive, seeming to be in a permanent smile, but it still seems happier when it sees Murphy. The Doctor has been the only one to understand it's comic sans sign language.

"Good morning, Murphy. Have you brought your notes from your shift? I've already looked over Hansen and Asliter's, but I suspect your notes will be much the same", Gaster says.

"Yeah, It doesn't seem like Sans does very much. It seems permanently exhausted. Could it be the soul's instability?", Murphy wonders out loud.

"Sans?".

"Oh, um, yes", Murphy blushes a little in embarrassment, "In my notes, I began referring to the skeleton as 'Sans' after its sign language. It got boring to keep typing 'the skeleton' over and over again". The name, much to Gaster's annoyance, would later catch on with his fellow scientists.

"You shouldn't be so lazy with your work. I'll have to go over your notes later and correct this", Gaster frowns. He switches to the skeleton to sign some instructions. "Bend down. Touch your toes". Gaster then flips to a blank page on his clipboard to take notes.

The skeleton tilts its head, a little confused by the command, but it still bends over and touches the floor. The two scientists have the skeleton bend its body in various contortions and positions. They find the artificial Monster to be extremely flexible. This was reasoned out due to the fact that skeletons have no muscles to stretch or cause tension on the bones. When they finished this exercise, the skeleton's head droops, tired and heavy from only a few minutes of stretching.

"Man, it doesn't have any endurance at all. Should we postpone the rest of today's tests?", Murphy asks, finishing up his own notes.

"No. We must test its physical abilities, and try to push against its limits. The endurance can be fixed with more training", Gaster shuts down Murphy's suggestion. The skeleton can't understand the adults while they're not signing. He can only watch their mouths move.

     "They're talking about wether they want to you to run laps around the room or try to figure out how Monsters use magic".

    The sudden sound is just as startling as the first time. The skeleton jumps, whipping its head to the side. They Human boy is back, standing at his side, and frowning at the doctors. Both of them see the skeleton snap to attention. Gaster waves his hand in front of its face to regain its attention before asking what's wrong. The skeleton looks back to where the boy was, but he's gone.

     "Weird. What do you think stole its attention like that? It was like it was looking at someone", Murphy is perplexed, wishing the skeleton would explain itself.

     "You forget that this skeleton has only existed for two days. It hasn't grown up with the world around it. I've been expecting this lapse in concentration with how it's physically drained most of the time", Gaster isn't concerned. The artificial Monster is still getting used to life.

"If you say so, G. What are we doing next? Testing its magic?". Doctor Murphy is particularly excited to see what their artificial magic can do.

"No, we'll do that tomorrow. I want the Monster to have more magic injections before testing it. A higher dose this evening may help keep it awake", Gaster shakes his head. He tucks the clipboard under his arm and signs more instructions to the skeleton.

The artificial Monster understands what he's suppose to do, but it doesn't want to run around the room. All it really wants to do is curl up under its blanket. Gaster signs the command again when it hesitates. The skeleton instinctively knows that something bad might happen if he disobeys. So, he takes a few steps forward, pauses, and then a hand is on his back shoving him forwards. This is only the second time that the skeleton has been touched. He jerks away, stumbling a few steps before it trips over its own feet. The skeleton falls down and lands heavily on his side. It didn't occur to the new being to try and catch himself, so he hits his head on the hard wooden floor.

"Shit Shit Shit! Did it hurt itself? Damn, Gaster, you didn't have to shove it", Murphy is quickly on his knees to pull the skeleton to a sitting position. "We should at least keep it alive for as long as the soul lasts. This took months of research to get this far". The skeleton doesn't react when Doctor Murphy touches him. The tiny pinpricks of light in its eyes are gone. It's asleep again, apparently. The knock to the head finally caught up with the exhaustion.

"It's motor skills must be much better then that if we are to send it to the Underground. This is only the second trial, Murphy. We'll be much more prepared if we go on to a third. This one seems expendable", Gaster, again, isn't concerned. He doesn't see this artificial Monster as a success at all. It's too small, too childlike, clumsy, and uncoordinated. Theses are all things he can fix in the next trial after this one's soul deteriorates. "Will you take the Monster back to the observation room? I'd like to file these notes away".

"Sue thing, G", Murphy nods. Anything to get out of paper work. He hands his own notes over before picking the skeleton up bridal style. It's surprisingly light, even lighter then Murphy assumed a pile of bones would be. He carries it back down the hall and uses his keycard to open the door. He sets the Monster down on the bed and pulls the blanket of the still body. Murphy looks back before he closes the door. "How..... amazing. Artificial life", he smiles, chuckling to himself, then he closes the door and locks it behind him.