Anomalies

Gaster's Followers

It seemed it wasn't often Gaster got a new assistant, it seemed. Dr. Felidae was the first to notice Dr. Gaster was back from the surface level of the lap, and his lime green ears pinned back instantly. He looked all sorts of anxious as he approached his boss with some papers in his hand. "H-hey, uh, D-Dr. Gaster, I got -" Gaster waved a dismissive hand. "Later, Felidae, I need you to gather the others for me first. I have someone for you to meet." The cat monster clutched the papers in a dejected fashion as he looked down to finally see Sans. The teen gave a relaxed wave to the poor nervous wreck, but it seemed to do nothing as the cat's light blue eyes widened to the size of saucers and he took off to get the other assistants, babbling apologizes. "uh... is that guy alright?" Did he have to worry about work abuse? Gaster shook his head with an exasperated sigh. "Dr. Felidae is fine. He simply suffers from chronic anxiety disorder. He just needs to get used to you." Sans nodded in understanding. "poor guy, i'll try not to scare him too much then." Gaster gave Sans a look to which he only winked.

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Sans was quickly picking up a pattern as Gaster introduced everyone in the group. None of these assistants seemed capable of working alone. Dr. Felidae was too anxious to, wringing his hands as he shot occasional glances at Sans. Dr. Muzc was extremely prideful, and from what Sans could understand, he was prideful to the point of destructive and was no longer allowed to touch chemicals because he almost blew up the lab once. He still hasn't admitted to the mistake either. Then there was Dr. Tika, who was clumsy. Without arms, Sans could see why. The yellow lizard/snake/dinosaur monster was very optimistic despite her nature and very much a tom boy, often referring to Sans as 'dude'. He was fine with that. Dr. Vexta was completely mute. They lacked any way to communicate by any means other than a language only Gaster knew. And with Sans soul, that made him the newest addition to his little charity case. Not that it really mattered, he would take whatever work he could get. "well, it's nice to meetcha. i'm sans, and i'll be looking forward to working with you."

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Gaster dismissed the group and turned to Dr. Felidae. "Alright, now I am ready to see those reports. Dr. Tika, take Sans to his new office. I will be there shortly to give you your first assignment, Sans." The small monster grinned eagerly and nodded. "Of course! Come on, dude, the office is this way!" Sans started to follow after her as she literally ran off, only to see her trip and skid a good three inches on the marble floors. "Tika, what have I told you about running in my lab?" Gaster called in the most 'done' voice he'd ever heard. Felidae had grabbed his tail, looking distraught, and Sans was about to ask if she was even ok, but the monster easily picked herself up and shook it off before smiling back at the three. "Sorry, dude! Totally got over excited." She proceeded to run again, and Gaster heaved an explosive sigh. Sans shrugged and followed her to his supposed new office. Who's office was it before? What happened to them? Sans looked into the empty space then to Tika. "you gonna be good?" She gave an enthusiastic nod. "great." Sans walked into his new space.

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It was completely devoid of personal belongings and freshly cleaned. Sans could smell the faint trace of chemicals in the air. The walls were a grey color, but spots where picture frames used to be suggested that it used to be cream. There was a cot in one corner of the room and a desk with a computer on the other. There was even a small book shelf with his own printer on top, presumably to print out lab results. Beside it were baskets in which to separate what work went were, which was on top of a small filing cabinet. Sans took his seat in the rolling chair, sighing as he leaned back in it. It was really comfortable, perfect for being both productive as well as lazy. "Yo, how do you like it?" Sans jumped and looked to Tika, instantly feeling bad for forgetting she was there. "this is nice! i had no idea i'd be getting my own office! but... who's was this before?" For the first time since Sans got here, Tika frowned. "Iyklin... had an accident. He no longer works for Dr. Gaster." Sans frowned softly but nodded in understanding.

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Tika left Sans to get settled while he waited for Dr. Gaster. He pondered a few things while he looked around. It was no secret Gaster didn't really like others, and yet he worked with Muzc, who almost blew up his lab, Felidae, who seemed to annoy the doctor, and Tika who seemed to have a knack for disobeying orders. None of them seemed like monsters Gaster would want to put up with, and yet he did? What did he gain from these? What were they giving him, and what did Sans have to give? It didn't really matter. It wasn't his business. Sans dismissed those thoughts as Gaster knocked softly on his door. "I hope the room is to your liking. The cots are standard issues if you happen to pull more than a few all nighters as most of us do. Otherwise, this will be your workspace until I no longer need you. You can decorate it as you please." Sans gave Gaster a thumbs up. "great, then, what's first? i wanna get started right away." Gaster seemed pleased and gestured for Sans to follow. "I would like to show you something."