Crazy Gaster X Reader part 2.

what the what happened

Y/n POV

Zoey and I had just finished the movie. It was a good movie. It was almost time for me to go home. "This was a fun night," I smiled at Zoey. "Yeah, I'm really tired now," Zoey yawned. "I think it's time for me to go back," I smiled. "That's fair," Zoey smirked. We walked back to gaster's house. I opened the door and saw the mess. There was books scattered on the floor. Cigarettes everywhere, and a little bit of blood. I was worried. I walked into the living room. Gaster was on the couch just staring at the ceiling. "Hey, bone head, she's home. You can stop Killing yourself," Zoey yelled. "Y/n! Oh my God. I missed you so much," gaster said looking at me.

"Gaster, oh my God," I said looking around more. There was wine bottles everywhere. Then there was more blood. "How did you live without
y/n?" Zoey asked looking down at him on the couch. "Gaster, who's blood is this?" I asked worried. It took a little bit for him to answer. "Mine," he said simply. For some reason I didn't believe him. "Okay show us," Zoey demanded. "Mind your own business," gaster hissed.

"No. Show us," I also demanded. "Alright, fine," gaster huffed. He pulled up his sleeve. There WERE scratches. But there looked like someone who was trying to get away. "Gaster," I said simply. "Wait, dude........did he fucking kill someone!" Zoey screamed. Gaster made a mad slash sad face. I just stared at gaster. He looked away. "Again," Zoey smiled. "Just, don't make up things like that. I know what it looks like. But I didn't," gaster said quickly well siting up.

"Then what," Zoey crossed her arms. Then there was a bang on the closet door. Everyone looked at it. Then back at gaster. "Gaster if you don't let me out I will kill you!" A male screamed. "Ummm, just a second!" Gaster yelled back. Gaster opened the door. A man came out all mad. He was bloody as hell. "Oh shit man, what happened to you," Zoey said surprised. "Me and him had a fight over his girlfriend. Then he choked me until I puked. He hit me two times. Then I told him he's gay as fuck...... So he hit me another 5 times. Then he locked me in the closet. Then he got really drunk........then he kissed me," the guy rambled. "No I fucking didn't kiss you!" Gaster yelled. The man just smiled at him.

I sighed in relief. At least he didn't kill anyone.

Gaster chill. Welcome but also goodbye.

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