Not Your Fault Pt 2

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Papyrus

The spelling wasn't the best but you managed to make out the message and smiled.

You polished off the rest of the cookies and drank the milk. Having finished you stared around the room and noticed nothing had changed since the last time you had been awake. You relaxed, closing your eyes, and tried to make sense of what you knew.

I am ______

I fell from Mount Ebbott into this place... wherever this place may be.

Monsters are real and I am currently being kept in ones... house?

And I am sitting here having just eaten cookies like everything is completely normal...

I have so totally lost it.

You opened your eyes again as the door opened. This time it was the Doctor.

"You are awake. Good this will be easier then," He stated.

You swallowed, "Why am I here?"

The skeleton ignored you.

"What do you want with me?"

Nothing

"Where am I?"

Still nothing

"Will you listen to me?"

"I am listening. I simply do not see anything to be gained from answering," He said. The doctor was busy reading from his notepad. Placing it down on the bedside table he seemed surprised to notice the crayon printed letter.

"Where did this come from?"

You remained silent.

He raised an eye socket in your direction, "Do not make me repeat myself."

"Why? I don't see anything to be gained from answering," You answered back calmly. Internally you were shrieking. Yes, good job. Let's annoy the man who could kill you in a second.

The doctor seemed surprised by the answer, a ghost of a smile playing on his face however when he turned to look at the letter again it disappeared, "Who gave you this."

"Your son... Paps did."

"Paps? Oh, you mean Papyrus. I told that child to give you food not make friends with you," The skeleton stated, though not angrily but more so in a weary tone.

The Doctor put the letter down and turned to take your pulse, "You seem to be doing well Human."

"________, my name is _____________." You told him. Silence followed as you waited.

The doctor continued to run through his checklists, ignoring your expectant look.

"And your name is?"

"It does not matter," The skeleton answered plainly.

You huffed in annoyance, "It does to me."

The Skeleton raised another eye socket and glanced in your direction, "Very well... you may call me Dr. Gaster."

"Gaster," You said, feeling the name roll of your tongue. It was strange but an interesting name.

"No. Dr. Gaster," He reinstated

You rolled your eyes at him but didn't make any effort to change it.

"Well, Dr Gaster , can I please be released from my bindings so I can use the bathroom? It doesn't sit well with humans to be tired up and I haven't seen to my personal hygiene since you decided to attack me yesterday," You stated in annoyance.

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