Unrequited LOVE

•Chapter 34•

You didn't believe it.

You couldn't believe it.

And yet, it was. Gaster - or, two of him, to be precise - standing before you. The first "Gaster" had orange and blue eyelights, and was wearing a blue vest, orange shirt, and black pants. His gaze, even as you cower into the blankets, was soft and confused.

It can't be...

The second "Gaster" was far more terrifying. Dressed in all black, save for a crimson scarf around his shoulders, his very presence seemed to command the room.

And you hated it.

Fear, cold and quick, flows through your system. Twisted, torturous memories flash before your eyes.

No no no no no no no no-

"-you okay?" The first 'Gaster' was speaking, but all you could hear was the sound of your heart pounding in your ears.

All hell broke loose when he reaches out to touch your shoulder.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" A terrible screech leaves your throat. Wings extending threateningly, you hiss at the two skeletons, shocking them both.

The second 'Gaster' recovered quickly, a grimace clouding his features. "What the hell is wrong-"

Hissing again, you cut him off. Anger burns your flesh. "I don't know what kind of freaky shit you did to yourself, but I'm not letting you hurt me again!!"

"Hurt you?" The second Gaster looks confused at best, indignant at worst. His hand began to creep closer in a pacifying gesture. "I think you're confusing us with-"

The action only triggers your further. Reality was dead, you should be dead, and there were two Gasters here to experiment on you.

Life was great.

"Save it! I'll bite your hand off if you touch me!"

Shing!

Suddenly, something wrapped around your body, engulfing you in foreign warmth. You struggled against the blue and orange glow surrounding your figure, fear taking over. "Let me go!"

"Not until you calm down," The first Gaster's eyesockets glowed blue and orange as he raised a glowing hand in your direction. "We don't know where you came from or what happened to you, but you've got the wrong monsters."

He's lying...

The more you looked at them, the more they didn't look like the Gaster you'd known.

...right?

Suddenly, your accusations don't seem so plausible. "You..."

The first skeleton offers a wry smile, while the second one merely looks away with a dismissive huff. "It's alright, we aren't going to hurt you."

...I just yelled at two innocent monsters.

Anger turned to shame as realization set in. "...You aren't Gaster, are you...?"

The magic releases.

God, I'm such a-

"You mean to tell us that that prick's still alive?!" The second skeleton interjects angrily, eyelights flashing dangerously.

You flinch minutely. The resemblance these skeletons shared with the Gaster you "knew" was uncanny at best, terrifying at worst. Oh boy...

"Well, yeah. He's the reason I'm..." You hesitate as painful memories resurface.