Posts by SkyraBlue

Fanta turned to Reaper with a smile. "Human history channel." She turned back to the television with an intrigued expression. "Heh, they're very..sloppy, for lack of a better word." Humans danced around the street, throwing beads, small pieces of paper, and..food?

Hearing imitation barking and yelling from Scarlet, the blaster sighed, looking back with a faked scowl.
"Heel!" Farah called to the barking monster with a quiet laugh, getting up to answer the door.
Their claws pulled the door open, looking around to see an empty porch.
"Uhhh..Oh!" She exclaimed with a calm smile, looking down to see...a miniature W.D. Gaster?
"Welcome!"
What next? Satan himself?

Farah jumped back, stumbling to the floor with a terrified shriek.
The blaster stood up with flaming blue eye sockets and an unhinged jaw revealing sharp unsheathed fangs.
Her size towered over the other monsters. Threatening growls and heavy breathing came from her skull.

A few moments past and the flames disappeared from her sockets, letting the normal white spots reappear. She shrunk back down with a saddened look.
"I uh...I'm s-sorry." She quietly stuttered, taking steps back. She sighed, teleporting I to her room upstairs, leaving behind bright blue particles, which soon dispersed.

The monster gave a genuine smile, purring at the child's kind touch. [color=#D1EEEE]"Thanks kid. You're always 'tear' for me." Farah hopped of the soft bed, gently nipping the back of Frisk's shirt, placing the child on her spine.
The blaster padded carefully down the stairs, looking back now and then to make sure of the kid's safety.
When they reached the main room, she plopped down onto the couch, letting her auras pick Frisk up and place them beside her, laughing.

In the back of Farah's mind, every time she looked at the small monster, she saw a bit of baby bones, Papyrus.
She was growing attached. This situation seemed to be slowly becoming okay. None of this was okay. /color]

Everyone seemed to be crowded around the door, and she felt as if she needed to apologize to the newcomer. The monster shrank down to a smaller size and jumped over to the door.
"Sorry, if I scared ya, G." Farah hopes this smaller monster goes by the same name her Gaster did.
Wishful thinking, she calls it.

The blaster moved from the door and over to the kitchen, grabbing a box of fruity pebbles from the counter and walked back over to the tem.
"Heh, Sorry 'bout earlier. And we don't have tem flakes here, but maybe these will suffice?"
She dropped the box in from of Temmie and grew to her usual size.

Farah sighed, padding back over to the small monster. Luckily, Wing Dings were her first language. The now full-sized monster looked down at Gaster with a nod.
"Would do, G. This timeline.." She paused a moment, thinking. "Is different. You have a chance."

The boss monster's first language was a bit rusty, considering she didn't speak much of it after 'the fall' and Sans grew angry every time she did so. The skeleton hoped he understood.

Farah smiled, sitting in front of Gaster.
"Heh, in my timelines, you created me and taught me the language."
The boss monster sighed, looking around the yard past the porch. "At first, I was an experiment, but Sans grew.. weak." Fanta averted her gaze back towards the smaller monster.
"He needed protection, so you designed me to do so. Heh, ya even ntroduced me to the boys as a 'puppy' after I was taught proper English."
A smile spread across her face, reminiscing.

The gasterblaster was shocked to say the least. He was here before the birth of his sons?
Farah pondered for a moment, contemplating on if she should ask the tiny Gaster's age. She continued in Wing Dings.
"G, is the queen still in the castle?"
Strange question, but she wanted to know what time period it was in his timeline. She knew in her universe, Chara fell after his sons were born from a mysterious partner, and at the time, she queen still ruled by Asgore's side.
The monster's head was tilted as she awaited an answer. She wondered how much she should tell him of her timeline.

Farah's eyes widened and a grin crept onto her muzzle. She snorted, trying to keep from laughing in the poor monster face.
The monster sighed, shaking her head. "Heh, forget I said that. I hope you don't mind me asking, but have you been working on any recent projects?"

If Gaster's timeline was anything like hers, he'd at least be creating the blue print for the core, but considering his height, maybe he's hardly an adult?
Fanta wanted to prevent his demise without giving out too much information of her universe. It could be more harmful than helpful if the monster was too aware.

The monster sighed, remembering the different paths and timelines she discovered, such as being turned into a bodyless killing machine during the rein of a genocidal child, others Gaster lived and trained her to defend the underground, but in her original time, he fell into his own creation. A child fell and gave the underground hope, soon taking them to the surface where she stayed with her family.
Farah looked down to the floor, remembering Gaster's depression and aggregation that came with creating the core. Even to the point of him abusing his first born..
"I want to see my family again.. Farah felt tears threatening.
"And I know enough of the timelines that I could be of help getting everyone home. Heh, I could even teach ya a bit about the machine you're workin' on."
She shifted in her seat. Has he seen what happens to him if he fails?

Farah chuckled, getting up.
"Heh, we should probably get you settled in first, then I can tell you about my timeline and the core and so forth."
A wide, toothy smile was plastered across the boss monster's face as she closed the door behind Gaster. Even if her universe may never be truly happy, maybe she could help make his better.

She gave a solemn nod, mentally counting those in the room with a soft hum.
"Of course Gaster. We can't really leave this realm at the moment, so may as well get comfy. We're all trying to figure out how to get back, as I mentioned earlier."
Farah noticed Chara and Fresh were missing from the room. That isn't good.

"Hey, how old are ya, G?" The gasterblaster asked, tilting her head to the side. She knew he was probably a child, but she wanted to be sure. Come to think of it, she was never really told of a 'time machine'. Strange..

Farah turned from the small Gaster and padded over towards Frisk. Their frustration was pretty noticeable and she wanted to comfort them.
"Ya tried, bud." The boss monster looked down with a soft smile, giving her a light pat on the head with her boney paw. She sighed, sitting back on the couch, curling up next to the arm.
Boredom sure it tiring.t
The blaster's auras turned the TV to a random channel. Her sockets widened, sitting up. Mettaton, her underground's biggest star, was dancing all around the screen. She never really liked Mettaton, knowing him personally, but that was mostly because the ghost showed quite the interest in Papyrus, and let's say she didn't appreciate it.

The monster shook her head, curling back up. She turned towards the child, wrapping a blanket around them.
"Heh, ya look sleepy, kid."
Farah was groggy as well. Her soul was a bit duller than it should be, indicating she either needed to eat or sleep. Her half closed eye sockets told her sleep was the right choice.
A low purr came from the skeleton, finally drifting off into a cat nap.

Farah perked up, hearing different commotions around the mansion. The monster gave a large yawn, turning to admire the two children sleeping peacefully on the couch beside her.
Sniffing the air, she could pick up traces of alcohol and a smell she could only described as 'death'; which was more than likely, the dark god roaming the building.
The skeleton gave a long sigh, getting up to stretch. Her soul seemed to be satisfied, but the longing for ketchup seemed never-ending.
She padded lazily over towards the counter, grabbing her bottle and sat at the table, staring out the window and into the void beyond.

Everything was dark. Nothingness surrounded Farah. She looked around, to find nothing but an eerie black atmosphere in every direction.
A sound pierced out from the dark; a cry. One she recognized from hundreds of different timelines.
Sans.
Even through the darkness, she could still make out the horrid scene. A pile of grey, foul-smelling dust scattered in the snow, decorated with a red scarf swaying gently in the chilling breeze.
The brother knew this has happened hundreds of times, but losing him.. still hurt just the same.
Each time, the gasterblaster watched in stunned silence, as a roaring blue flame radiated from the skeleton. The angered figured turned towards her with a grimace and a wide, murdering smile. "You did this..".

Farah gave a small yelp, jerking up to realise it was just a nightmare. Looks like they followed her here.
'Great..'

Farah got up and quietly padded over towards the small skeleton that lay on the floor. She couldn't help but smile in amusement recalling young Papyrus. The large boss monster gently picked up the child carefully placing her onto the couch with her auras, along with the other to children. The skeleton wrapped Chara in a soft blanket with a sigh.
The gasterblaster laid on the floor next to the couch and laid her skull onto her paws.
Such sweet innocents. She will protect them. Fanta must fulfill her purpose as a guardian.

The monster quickly raised her head, and placed in onto the couch beside Frisk.
"Are ya alright, kiddo?"
Farah gave a calm smile and gave them a small nuzzle in attempts to comfort them.