(that's what Boney look like in his work outfit. Yes I did drew that. ÙwÚ)

The next day came...

Sans would be the last to woke up and eat his breakfast. But not today. It seems Gaster had beat him to it. He sure did missed to sleep a lot from the void. Papyrus seemed surprised has well. But he mostly was jovial than in shock like his older brother. He hummed a song while making breakfast. Sans sat down on a chair and waited tiredly. Then the noise of a door opening came. Steps slow and a bit silent to heard them coming over the staircase.
The small skeleton look up and saw the old skeleton waking up from his slumber while getting down the stairs. "Eh, got a good nap there dad?" Gaster look over at him and nodded his head. "Yes... It's been so long since I could have slept on a soft mattress." He trailed off has he rubbed his face. "I wish I could have stay in it longer.." He mumbled that last part a bit desperate to go back there. Sans chuckles a little until Papyrus came in view with breakfast. "I HAVE MADE SPAGUETTI!" He proceed to put down the plates full of pasta and meat balls in front of them. Sans and Gaster gave each other a look. A sign that they are going to suffer from this breakfast.

In that same time, in another place. Boney was making pancakes for breakfast. He hummed a song while flipping the sweet food in the pan. The smell could get to his daughter's bedroom who seem awake by it. She immediately rushed in the kitchen to take a seat. Her small hands was tapping on the table has she was starting to drool. The young man turn around and smiled at her sight. "Good morning to you princess! So... Did you sleep well?" He softly asked her has he put down some pancakes on a plate. She nodded and made a noise to agree. "That's good to know!" He seemed joyful for this day. Even if yesterday he kinda fell asleep with her. He had awoke in the middle of the night from a nightmare. He had tried to calm himself down and went to his bed from the rest of that night. But today he was excited of what sans wanted to say or even show him. Checking at the time while he gave the plate full of pancakes to his daughter. She took it quickly and ate everything from it. She licked her lips and let out a small burp afterward.

It was time for him to go to work. He rushed to put at least a tie around his neck and took his box tool before he say goodbye to his girl and go to work at a company who needed him to fixes some machine. Which was actually a laboratory who are working on stuff that he don't seem to understand. Too much sciences words confused him. So he just pretend to know while he repair a computer system or a machine. Mostly he pass his whole day at fixing without a break. He never got the need to take a drink or eat something. But he does enjoy the smell and the warm touch it procure to him when he held a warm cup of coffee. Everytime he would think of doing something else or cute stuff. Which resulted in him messing some wires for being a bit too careless. But he quickly took care of those before someone noticed. He let out a sigh has he got up. Being crouched down sure could get him a pain in the legs and the back. "Hey Boney! Thanks for your hard work today! We could never do this without you around!" Said a scientist has they waved at the tv man. Boney tipped his cap even though it was not holding on his head much. "Ya welcome Carl! It is always a pleasure to help!" He answered before grabbing his tool box and walked to his locker. This time he could leave his tool box in it. Yesterday he was too busy to even notice his boss had called about closing the lockers room at a certain hour.

Outside of the laboratory, Boney walked at his peaceful space. He bopped his head from side to side has he was thinking of what he shall do until Sans come to get him. Then an idea came to his mind. Since he got a friend out of his work, he could prepare a nice meal has a way to show he is not a bad guy. With that in mind, determination flued in his chest and he quickly goes to his house. However he did not look where he was going before he bumped into someone. "O-Oh...!" He rubbed his head with one head has he look over the person he accidentally bump into. "I'm sorry sir...." He stop himself when he saw the man before him. He seemed to be a seven foot tall skeleton. Wearing a black turtleneck on with also a black pant and shoes. This impression made the young man froze and shakes in fear. For a moment he could swear he was going to die in that skeleton man hands. Instead he only see the man smile a little. "It is quite alright... I did not see you coming." He responded has he looked down at him. Boney was quite surprise about the stranger reaction. Plus he don't know why but his voice which was a bit deep low was soothing to hear.
"A-Are you sure? I know that I have a hard head and could hurt anyone who would get hit on it..." Nervously said the young man.
The older man shook his head and chuckles a little. "Your head is fine. Even though I never saw someone with a tv for a head before... Where you perhaps hidden in the underground?" He sounded... Curious and interest bout him.
Boney point to himself confused. "Me? In the underground? Oh no no no! I was not really under there... Well I think? Sorry I had some kind of amnesia and can't seem to remember clearly who I was before.." answered back the young man sounding quite sad about this situation. He could have helped him by answering that question better. If only his memories could come back to him.

Gaster noticed by the tone of the young man voice and also about the way his rainbow colored feature that seem to be a mouth would be upside down. He found amazing to know that at least this person could show some facial expressions. He had to at least crouch down to get to his level to give his all attention. "Excuse me... Could you at least tell me your name? I am sorry to hear that you have this kind of problem." He sounded polite. He don't seem to want to scare him away or even sound rude. The tv man would flinch a little at the closeness their head was. He cleared his throat and held his hands together. "W-Well uh... My name is Boney!" A small blush would appear floating on the sides of his head like it was where his cheeks would be if he had an actual face. "A-And yours sir?" Gaster found this sight amusing. He move his head away a little with a chuckle. "My name is W.D Gaster. You can call me Gaster for short. It's a pleasure to meet you Boney." He gave one of his holed hands to the young man, which in exchange stare at it intrigued by the hole before he took it in his hands. "I-It's a pleasure to meet you Gaster.." He sounded shy and nervous while the two shakes hands. Once they let go, Boney patted his pant pocket to get out his phone and turn it on. He was checking on the time it was. Gaster watched him do that and would steps around quietly to get behind him and took a small peek of what he was doing. He was talking to one of his son. Was he perhaps the friend he made he had spoke to him yesterday? Seems like it. Boney was very focus on answering him.

'How was your day?'

'It was fine! Pretty fishy by the way... And you?'

'Meh, same has usual. Waiting for customers to buy my stuff and getting to get a nap for that.'

'Eh eh... A nap would be great to have right now..'

'Eh? Then why don't you come to my shop? We can be nap buddies like that.'

Boney snort has he held a hand close to his screen. He tried not to laugh at that. Gaster rolled his eyes and went back in front of the young man. "You seem happy now... What's so funny?" He asked by pretending not to have watch a part of his conversation with his son. Boney waved a hand. "S-Sorry for that. It's just that I have met this short skeleton at his shop... His name is Sans by the way. He seem to be a nice guy and right now what's make me this happy is because me and him are so alike." He simply answered before he reply to another message that came on his phone screen.
Gaster would stare at him to actually see the reflection of the conversation on the man screen face. "How so? I'm kinda curious about it." He asked tilting his head.
Boney stop tapping on the keyboard of his phone and rose his head up. "Well uh... We both work at a job that is tiring us? We also make bad puns too.. and I suppose he have someone to take care for?" He sounded not sure about all that. But deep inside his heart was telling him that he and Sans do have thing that seem similar even if they only first met from yesterday. Gaster was getting what he mean by all of this. They do sound similar. Sans has a job which was surprising to see what kind it was. He seem to enjoy naps and still look tired. And also take good care for his younger brother Papyrus. Now he wonder who could Boney be taking care of? A friend? A member of his family? Or... Maybe a lover? Too much question would be flooding in his mind that he did not notice the young man waving a hand at his face. "Gaster? Are ya alright?" The older man blinked a lot. 'ya?' Was that a way to say 'you' in this days? Or was it from an accent or a way to speak for him? Boney seem to stop waving his hands and remove it. "I uh... Was going to say that I have to go 'cause I kinda need to go to my home. My daughter would be worried for me.." He smiled a little at him. Now gaster got a answer for all this disturbing question. 'Ah... So he has a daughter to take care of.. Must have been hard for him if his wife has left them behind.' He though has he nodded. Boney started to walk again. "T-Then I'll see you next time! Well if we do meet again.." He hurried himself and turned a corner to simply disappear from sight.

Gaster waited for a moment before he use his magic to teleport back in front of Sans and Papyrus house. He went inside it and was met with a calm and silent atmosphere. Seems like Sans was really at his shop and Papyrus was doing something outside. He went into the guest room and made sure to lock the door before he goes to the desk and get out a notebook. That's mostly the book he would use has diary to write his small story about what happen. Since yesterday he had written about getting out of the void and got to see his son's again. Now he would talk about the encounter of the tv man named Boney. Sans did have mention about him in a way.

He let out a sigh has he stop his writing. "I wonder..." He mumble has he stare at the text he just wrote. Since he came back from this emptiness. He could work has a scientist again. Yet he has a feeling he maybe should do something else. But science was everything to him. He needed to do research and found the unknown that could help everyone out. After all he was the one that made the core and even the soul incubator. Until a certain young yellow reptilian took what was left of his projects when he got that 'accident'. He leaned more his back on the chair and would rub his face with his hole hands. He was thinking if this was going to be a good idea to go back to work after he finally came back. He could actually just enjoy this time to pass with his sons. But will they really enjoy it? After all he had left them at such a very young age.

Just has he was about to put his diary back in his desk drawer, a knock came at the door. He look over to it. "Yes?" He asked has he stood up. "Hey G. I'm going to get my friend... Are you good in there?" He sounded a little concern despite sounding much more calm. Gaster walk over the door and open it to see Sans looking down. "I am good Sans. But I want to know if you are. You sounded like something might happen." It was his turn to be concern. Sans look up at him and quickly glance away. "Well it's because it's the first that I bring a friend at home... Normally I am dragged with papyrus to the others." That's why he was a bit concern before. He only wanted to be sure this was a good idea to bring Boney here. Gaster put a hand on Sans's shoulder. "It's going to be fine Sans. You two seem to have found each other to become great friends. I'm sure of it." He reassured to at least give him hope. His son look up with a small smile on. "Thanks dad. I'll be back with him." And just like that he teleported away. Gaster decided to go downstairs and to the kitchen. He seemed happy about the house structure that has stay the same over the years. The only difference was that there was a guest room and a bathroom. Once in the kitchen he grabbed the coffee box in the cupboard and was going to prepare some warm coffee.

Sans came back with Boney, who seem by the way a bit dizzy from the short travel. "Ooh.... I'll have to get used to that if you take me suddenly without a warning.." He remarked has he held a hand on his tv head while the other held tightly the covered meal he made. Sans rubbed the back of his skull nervously. "Sorry about that bud. Hey I think you could put what you made on the table. We sure will eat it later." He answered with a shrug. After he regain his focus Boney goes over the table in the saloon and put down the cooked food on it. He then turn around with a big smile. "So! What do you wanna do first? Play games? Speak about random stuff?" He asked has he stop in front of the small skeleton. Sans blinked a lot before he registrer all those questions. It sounded like he saw his brother standing for a second. He look away seeming more nervous. "Well... I dunno.. It's a first that I bring a friend to my place to have fun with.. what do you like to do? Maybe that could help start something?" This seem to be a great idea. Boney though about it and raised a finger up. "Ah! Well I do like to draw a lot on my free time but I suppose that's not something you might like?" He said has he chuckles a little. Sans shook his head has he chuckle has well. "No not really... Anything else?" He now was less nervous.

Gaster watched from the kitchen the two interact. He can't help but enjoy that sight of his son and his friend. He look down at the mug full of the brown liquid he was waiting to come for a moment. He took it and take a sip. Another day seem to be more satisfying for him.

A friendship had been born... But would it last long?

To be continue...