Ok hi guys, and/or gals, just so you know this is not going to be apart of the story this is just something that I thought would be fun and I think you are going to like it. Well on with the story!
~~~~~~~Your POV~~~~~~~
I start writing in my journal "December 4. 20XX.
Today Gaster let us out of the prison, now we are free, this feels weird I didn't really think it would happen that early. Gaster is letting me keep this journal. He said that I was the one that would keep it, he said "Sans is to stubborn to write in anything I give him, Papyrus doesn't like writing, so you were the only one I could give this to" Apparently this person name Asgore found out what Gaster was doing to us and stopped Gaster from doing it anymore. Apparently there's this thing called Christmas coming up. I don't know what it is but they called it a 'holiday' I have one question what's a 'holiday'? Well I'll start wrapping this up. Finally notes. Gaster let us go. There is this guy named Asgore. And what's a 'holiday'? Oh and Sans punched Gaster. Pap didn't hurt him. And I didn't know what to do so I stood there not saying or doing anything."
I stop writing in my journal and put the pencil away closing the journal and put it on my bed.
"What was I supposed to do on one hand I want to have my revenge but one the other hand I didn't really want to hurt him" I say to myself. I was so conflicted about what to do. He hurt everything I cared about. So I wanted him to feel the pain they did. But I could already feel guilty for thinking of hurting him.
"No if I hurt him, that would have made me just as bad as him" I say to myself.
I walk out of our room and see Sans and Papyrus sitting on the couch talking. I sit down next to them and hug them. And having a huge grin on my face as I tickle Papyrus.
"Y/N Nyeh heh heh-" he says before I cut him off. "Is that your laugh-" "Yes what wrong with it" he says cutting me off. "You didn't let me finish. I was saying that I've never heard you laugh before. It's an amazing laugh. Just like you!" I say squeezing him.
He squeezes me back as his face lights up. Sans just looks at is with a smile on his face as always.
I tackle/hug Sans. "You thought you weren't going to get hugged as well?!" I say to him well still hugging Papyrus, so I'm hugging both of them.
"hehe no I just like seeing you too get along. not like you don't get along." He says well hugging back. I let them go, and I get comfortable on the couch.
"Umm so, G, can I ask you a question?" I ask trying not to bother him. "Yes, what is it?" He asks in response. "What's Christmas?" I ask him. He seems shocked for a second. I didn't want to intrude on his mind so I didn't listen to his thoughts like I normally would, plus I wasn't in the mood to to search through his thoughts to look for my answer.
"Well Christmas is a holiday." He says. "What's a 'holiday'?" I ask him still confused. "A holiday is when friends and family come together to talk, and sometimes people make a lot of food and/or give gifts. And each holiday is different depending on the which holiday it is and what the person that celebrates it does. For example some people make different types of foods and/or different decorations. When I was a child I would sit and hand out gifts to everyone that would come." He took a pause and started talking again "But that was a long time ago. Little point in thinking of such thinks now, though." He says with a hint of sadness? He can feel sad? I was right.
Papyrus, Sans and I look at Gaster with wonder in our eyesocets. "Well, shoot, looks like I owe you a soda." Sans says to Papyrus. I just giggle at there bet. It's such a weird thing to bet on.
~~~~~~~End of part 1 of this Christmas special~~~~~~~
Ok that's the end of this part of the Christmas special. Wow this is the longest one I've done. Well feel free to tell me how I did. Bye see you in the next part and New year.
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