Mr. Thomas: Alright, class! You can still chat throughout class as long as you do your work. You have until next Monday to write a one page essay on any topic you choose. It can be about robots, space, potatoes, unicorns, murder, cooking! It can be about the history of how the letter G was formed for all I CARE. Just write a one page essay by next Monday. That means you have a whole week, plus the weekend to write this. I want to know my students a bit better. And I figured... This is a way how. Just write about something you're interested in. And, yes, it can be longer than one page if you want it to be. You can still talk or listen to music if you want. Just have it in by Monday. Please.

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Gaster: I-I mean...! H-He's right...! You don't have to pretend to w-wanna be my friend. N-Nobody wants to be friends with me so I r-really won't be too hurt, I-I promise...!

Mason: See?? Even four eyes himself knows how worthless he is. I'm so glad I put those cracks in your thick skull~ You're actually using that big brain for more than just class now!~

Liz: W-Wait, you did what??

Gaster: *He jolted a little, actually seeming fazed now. He picks up his pen, resting his forehead on his hand, quickly writing down science notes, that was more at college level type work than High School. He honestly just wants to restart the day, and avoid this entire situation. He doesn't do well with people. Especially in this type of situation* 

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Mrs. Akita: ああ...！はい...！(Oh...! Okay...!)