Entry Number 1. Timeline Number 10.
Every decision made by the experiment is what guides me to my destiny.
If the experiment finds out about it, it will be my end.
I don't want any setbacks, so I will indirectly get involved in its actions.
"OH GOSH, MY BABY!" Toriel frantically cried out, her eyes holding the emotion of fear as she saw multiple monsters trying to get Frisk down from a very tall tree. "Hurry! That branch won't support his weight for too long!"
"P-Please don't jump!" A skittish Whimsun begged Frisk to not move. "Nobody wants you to get hurt!" Another Whimsun chimed in nervously, the anxiety and stress slowly catching up to them with every moment. More Whimsun joined in, trying to convince (beg) for Frisk to come back down safely. But their efforts were all futile, pointless!
With a bunch of head pats from [Name], who happened to be there, Lesser Dog's neck was soaring to the sky. They eventually reach where Frisk was and with a couple of barks and whines, he tries to convince Frisk to come back down safely.
But it was all futile.
A Whimsun fluttered down with nervousness, flying to where XGaster and Toriel stood. "He refuses to leave the tree, your Majesty!" They told Toriel before fainting, slowly falling to the ground. But [Name] was quick to catch the slowly descending Whimsun.
'Attention, seeking? Grow up, experiment. Even your sibling is more mature than that,' XGaster deadpanned as he stared above to where Frisk was. With a sigh, he told Sans," That's enough. Sans, use your magic."
"Y-Yes sir!" Sans replied, his left eye beginning to glow as he began using his blue magic. With this magic, he managed to turn Frisk's soul blue as he began to slowly yet gently lift him up in the air, preparing to send him down carefully without any sort of casualties. [Name] sent him a thumbs up in encouragement, trying to focus on the positive side of this situation as they began to grow nervous.
XGaster took a look at his hand while all this was happening, taking a closer look at it as he noticed something off. . .
His hand suddenly glitched back before he saw a small glimpse of the future.
"No. . . NO!" He frantically muttered, turning to where Sans stood. "Stop it!"
And with a simple push on Sans arm, it made Frisk plummet directly to the floor.
Toriel gasped as her eyes managed to widen even more and [Name] began to run towards their brother (with Whimsun still in their arms), with Toriel quickly rushing behind. "FRISK!" The tow cried out, reaching to where Frisk was as he just held a blank face while his arm was bent, indicating that it was broken.
"His arm is broken, take him to the castle now!" A Whimsun frantically told them as [Name] was quick to pick Frisk up, not before setting down the Whimsun that had fainted right in their arms. "Be careful! Toriel warned her other human child, somehow growing more worried as she quickly trails behind [Name], who was speed walking to the castle with Frisk in her arms.
Toriel was quite surprised by [Name]'s strength. They didn't appear to have a problem with carrying Frisk, who Asriel couldn't even lift.
Many Whimsun flutter rapidly behind as Sans watches it all with wide eyes, clenching his boney hands as he hides his face with them.
"It was my fault. . ." Sans muttered out, the guilt quickly rushing up to him before facing XGaster. "Why did you-"
Sans cuts himself off as he watches XGaster pant heavily with a creepy smile on his face, observing his hand as he grasps the arm that he somehow recently broke. Everybody was so worried about Frisk that nobody even bats an eye to what injury XGaster mysteriously obtained. XGaster chuckled lightly as he continued panting, the exhaustion catching up to him, "ha. . . ha. . . much better. . ."
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