My Greatest Experiment (Skelebros' Origin Story)

Entry 46

September 15th, 2006

The next entry in the journal strikes you as a little bit... odd. You don't recognize the handwriting of the speaker. In fact, their handwriting is so wild and scrawling that you can barely even make out what's being said.

There is one thing that stands out to you, though.

...

It's completely written in capital letters.

You squint at the large, scribble-like writing, trying to make sense of it. Thankfully, there are plenty of doodles around the margins to help you decipher what's being said amidst the bad spelling and complete absence of punctuation.

WERE GOING OUTSIDE

SNAS AND DAD AND ME ARE GOING OUTSIDE

SNAS BIRTHDAY TODAY

HES ONE AND THIRTEEN NOW

DAD SAYS IS COMPLICATED

WERE GOING TO SNOOOWDIN

SNAS IS HAPPY

KATRINAH AND MARMAR IS COMING TO

SO HAPPY

IM BRINGING JEFF

IT IS GREAT

EVERYTHING IS GREAT

LIKE ME

THE GREAT PAPAYRUUUU

NYEH HEHEHEHEHEH

About halfway down the page, there's a large streak of ink splattered across the page, as though the journal had been dragged away from the pen. The mark is smeared, too, as though someone had tried to clean it away. When you continue reading (there's still more on the page), you aren't surprised that the new speaker is none other than Gaster.

~Gaster~

*Exasperated sigh*

I apologize for the mess-it seems my youngest had gotten ahold of the journal somehow. Strange, I thought I put it on a high shelf... Maybe someone got it down for him?

No matter.

Sans' birthday is today. I have been preparing this for weeks, and I can only hope that it goes as well as I wish...

Ah, forgive me. I forgot that I haven't been keeping the journal up to date. (I hope you will be lenient with me in that respect-the T5 has been taking up a lot of my time recently, and so I simply haven't had time to tell you everything.)

I'm finally going to make good on that Christmas present I promised him. I always keep my promises, even if they take a long time in coming. And so, with this in mind, I've been coaching the boys in how to behave outside of the lab. I'm sure that the odds of anything happening are minimal... but I would rather not have anything unforeseen happen, especially to Sans. His HP is concerning, and so one small mistake may...

*Sigh*

I'm probably being overprotective. But... I can't help it. One mistake, one slip up...

And I may lose a son.

...

However, I must also acknowledge that it isn't fair to him, keeping him here. He deserves more than to be confined within these walls. Little Papyrus, too. They deserve better.