Darker ⁽ᴬᴾ⋅⁾

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                       ▚ SEND GIFTS TO GASTER (♦ ) ▞

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the gift 14 had given to him. light, but still there. It was, well one of those rudimentary ‘child’s first chemistry set’ full of nontoxics and BULKY bits good for young fingers. he hadn’t seen one of them in forever. The last time Gaster could remember even glancing at one of these was..... well........

                                           A LONG TIME

 Still, despite the fact it was nothing but a KIDS TOY and not something he would ever really use, the sentiment wasn’t overlooked. 

The twisting of shadows, new AMALGAMATIONS of darkness and the every present void wasn’t exactly uncommon. fragments, pieces, lost and forgotten. They never INTERACTED with him, nor did he chose to attempt to. Some were no quicker then a BUG SET TO SCATTER, lost from sight forever- others stayed but were nothing more then a reflection of light before the sun passed. 

                                    AND THEN ONE DID

Initial reaction was the curious turn of head, and the changing of FRAME just a bit. after all, this was something new. And the question JUST ADDED to that- ‘where’s the heart’? What a STRANGE question to inquire- especially if one could see an answer. Still, words rang out- albeit IN HIS OWN natural tongue.

        “✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎❄︎. ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎☹︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎💧︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎”                                       (You won’t find it. The closest thing I have is this.)

Atramentous CLOAK that draped over this shell of once was parted, INKY RESIDUE clinging to the matter that dangled lightly above his hands now. hardly existent. Cracked, pulsating in and out of existence- glow dull with a sickly violet tone. By all accounts, someone with a SOUL looking as such

                                          SHOULD BE DUST

He’d be lying if that was the PURE and only reason he had remained more than a flicker of a moment. a passing figment, or a waning warning. No, he had remained IN WHOLE- or, as much as could be done.

                                                …..BUT…..

                                           “✡︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎💧︎”                                                                     (Yes, perhaps)

Gaster Aesthetics p. I

                        ▚ SYMBOLS FOR REACTION ▞

                                                   ♡ = complimenting them .

That was truly unexpected. and easy to see upon his face. After all, he had simply been blabbing CONVERSING about….. well, the quite typical stuff he did. science and the like of different calibers. It was something small, but still it managed to catch him off guard. 

                      HE HADN’T RECEIVED A GENUINE                         COMPLIMENT IN A LONG TIME

Funny how a few nice words were able to get him to quiet him down and leave him SHOCKED for a few seconds. it subsided. And when it did, it gained a pleased chuckle from the fallen scientist- if a bit embarrassed from his own reaction.

                                      ✋︎-‘You’re too kind towards someone like me.’

It was times like these Gaster felt bad about his feelings towards the kid upon first meeting. though time had won out. And it wasn’t even the long, STEALING time he was used to- it was rather short and quick from his opinion. Sometimes SURPRISING even, when he thought about it.

                             WHICH WASN’T UNCOMMON