Her Story (cringe ahead)

Introduction

"Daddy? wheres mummy?" father sighed, he looked at me and picked me up. "Mummy- wont be coming home..." he put me down "Make tea for your brothers, I want them in bed by 7, I have to go, pass me your mothers scarf scarlett," I didn't move "wheres mummy?" he balled his fist " pass me her scarf scarlett," I kept the scarf around my neck "wheres mummy?" he sighed, " mummy got very hurt in the war, she has gone away to another place," I looked at him "will she get better? when will she come back?" he sighed "mummys not going to come back, but when your old, older than me, you'll see her again, one day." he cried, W.D.Gaster, my father, the royal scientist, the emotionless skeleton, broke down in tears and cried, I started to cry to, being six, I was confused, sans, my four year old brother came down the stairs, father told me to go, and take care of sans and papyrus, and he left.