Title: "Memories..." Chapter 1
"Sorin how long do you plan to mope over there?" Y/N asked as Sorin turned his head to the glass window of judgement hall, for the moonlight still glimmers in the hall.
Sorin let out an audible sigh as his friend continued to worry about him.
"I'm fine Y/N, I'm just thinking about something" Sorin lied as Y/N frowned, Y/N easily saw through that pathetic lie.
Y/N's feet shuffled through the blood and dust on the floor, and he placed his arm on Sorin's shoulder in a reassuring manner.
"What is bothering you my friend?" Y/N asked once more with concern. Sorin sighed one more time before closing his eyes.
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"You really need to stop smoking Gaster, One of these days your going to end up with cancer" ??? mused as Gaster leaned on the railing of the core.
"I don't have lungs Brusch" Gaster replied without turning his head from the view.
"Ah...I see my mistake...Question. How are Sans and Paps?" Brusch blushed from embarrassment as Gaster chuckled.
"Their doing fine, and i'm wondering how your FOUR children are doing" Gaster retorted whilst putting emphasis on the word "Four".
"They are doing fine, Thank you for asking." Brusch huffed as she turned her head away. Gaster just smiled, for everything was perfect.
He had an assistant, The king and queen were happy, Sans and Papyrus were doing good, Bruchs's kids were doing good as well. Nothing seemed it could ruin his life.
Until...
A loud "SNAP" was heard as the railing Gaster was leaning on gave way before him. Brusch's eyes went wide as her hand swooped down like a hawk, and caught Gaster's hand.
However, even with Brusch's freakish strength, Her handling on the rail she was using to keep herself and Gaster supported Snapped as well.
The two Colleagues, and Life Long friends screamed as they fell into The Core.
The Skeleton and The ??? were never seen again.
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"I told ya, I'm fine." Sorin deflected as he pushed himself off of the pillar he had been leaning on.
Y/N frowned, he never understood why Sorin never talked about whatever bothered him. He always tried to act as if he was fine and Y/N hated it.
Sorin slammed his fist into his palm, For he had a plan.
"The next time the human comes back will be their last."
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