My Greatest Experiment (Skelebros' Origin Story)

Entries 32-42

Entry 32

January 20, 2006

~Sans~

He hasn't woken up yet. It's been five days, but... he hasn't...

I... He... he's going to be fine, right?

I mean... Katrina says that his soul is okay, and that it just needs time to heal... but...

I'm scared. I'm really scared. What if he dies? I... I don't want him to die!

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Sorry, Dad. I know I'm not supposed to write stuff in your journal without permission, but... I just... wanted to keep record of a couple things. Y'know. Just in case you want to know what happens if-WHEN you wake up.

Umm... let's see.

Oh yeah! Davis did okay with Paps' soul. (Paps is Papyrus by the way. Papyrus is too long to write out.) It's, uh... been given plenty of magic, and it's starting to look like a normal soul now. Katrina said that it's growing a lot faster than she thought it would-something about me being slow when I was developing?

But anyway, his soul is almost done. What is it about small things that are cute? His soul looks pretty normal, but it's really small-and so that makes it cute, apparently. Katrina is constantly oogling over it.

It's developed its trait layer, too. It's bright orange-like the fruit. Or fire. Or maybe the sun, I guess. But anyway, it's orange. Carl showed me the MCS the other day, and helped me figure out what his primary trait was. He says that it's loyalty. That's pretty cool. Mine is apparently judgment. Uh... is that a bad thing? Carl kinda made it seem like a bad thing.

Paps' body is doing okay, too. Katrina and Davis make sure to check up on him every day, to make sure his vitals and everything are okay. I'm doing well with the drain crystal, too; Katrina said that he's getting enough magic. Maybe even more than enough-he's big for his age. Katrina says that he's about two. He's really cute. He doesn't look like me, though. Why is that? We both came from you, so it doesn't make sense. Maybe it's a difference in how we were incubated?

Oh, and his name is officially Papyrus now. Congratulations, Dad! You have two sons now. :)

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I miss you.

Entry 33

January 22, 2006

I came to visit you in the infirmary today. Katrina wouldn't let me visit until now-something about your soul needing to be completely free of stimuli, or something. I told you everything that I wrote in the last entry... but I doubt you heard me. The soulwave monitor is always running a flatline. Not even the sound of my voice'll move it.

...You haven't fallen down, have you? I... looked into it, and according to the books you have on it, it's possible. I mean, if it's magic that holds our bodies together, and cutting out pieces of your soul decreases magic...

Katrina said that it took you 10 days to wake up last time, so I'm trying not to worry. Unfortunately, it doesn't look like I can help you much. Last time, Asgore came in and helped heal you. I figured that, y'know, 'cause I have a lot of magic, that I'd be able to replace him. So... I tried healing you today, when Katrina wasn't looking. It... uh... didn't do anything. I'm apparently not very good at healing magic. You learn something new every day, right Dad?