It Was A Little Worrying To See Gaster So Blank Looking. At First, Callisto Had Thought He’d Tell Them

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❝  oh, this is just my luck. ❞ ❝  ( even if my way is wrong ) i keep pushing on and on and on and on… ❞ ❝  i can hardly stand myself. so what am i to you? ❞ ❝  i cannot breathe. ❞ ❝  your eyes, they shine so bright. ( i want to save that life. ) ❞ ❝  don’t get too close, it’s dark inside. ❞ ❝  it’s time to begin, isn’t it? ❞ ❝  my age has never made me wise. ❞ ❝  if i told you what i was, would you turn your back on me? ( would you be scared? )❞ ❝  welcome to the new age. ❞ ❝  i’ll admit i’’m just the same as i was. ❞ ❝  i won’t have it any other way. ❞ ❝  the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell. ❞ ❝  it’s a revolution, i suppose. ❞ ❝  don’t look back. ❞ ❝  i said it before, i won’t say it again. ❞ ❝  don’t wanna let you down. ❞ ❝  i’m just a slave unto the night. ❞ ❝  you can leave now, it’s your choice. ❞ ❝  remember when i broke you down to tears? ❞ ❝  this road never looked so lonely. ❞ ❝  and all these sorrows i have seen, they lead me to believe, that everything’s a mess. ❞ ❝  don’t you understand that I’m never changing who i am? ❞ ❝  this is no place to build your home. ❞ ❝  the shadows on my wall don’t sleep ( they keep calling me . beckoning … ) ❞ ❝  i’m dying to feel again, oh, anything at all. ❞ ❝  love is a game to you. ❞ ❝  they don’t see me come, who can blame them? ❞ ❝  we’re painted red to fit right in. ❞ ❝  your time will come if you wait for it. ❞ ❝  but with the beast inside there’s nowhere we can hide ❞ ❝  they never seem to catch my eye but i never wondered why. ❞ ❝  i’m sorry, mother … i’m sorry, i let you down. ❞ ❝  i wanna shelter you. ❞ ❝  but the rain won’t fall for the both of us. ( the sun won’t shine on the both of us. ) ❞ ❝  i could’ve gave up then, but then again i couldn’t have, ’cause i’ve traveled all this way for something. ❞ ❝  i won’t fall asleep. ❞ ❝  i’m giving up.❞ ❝  there’s nothing left to say now.❞ ❝  when you feel the heat look into my eyes.❞ ❝  get up now, get up. ❞ ❝  i know i took the path that you would never want for me. ( i know i let you down, didn’t i? ) ❞ ❝  about time for anyone telling you off for all your deeds. ❞ ❝  you kiss and you kiss and you love and you love. ❞ ❝  try to hear my voice. ❞ ❝  been dreaming of this since a child. ❞ ❝  will you trust me when i say that i’ll make it up to you somehow?❞ ❝  make no excuses waste of precious breath❞ ❝  life isn’t always what you think it’d be…turn your head for one second and the tables turn. ❞ ❝  it’s hard, believe me … i’ve tried. ❞ ❝  make no excuses waste of precious breath❞ ❝  emptiness is all you know. ❞ ❝  now remember when i told you that’s the last you’ll see of me? ❞ ❝  you said yourself fantastically, “congratulations you are all alone.” ❞ ❝  i love to be the underdog! ❞ ❝  if you love somebody , you better tell them while they’re here ’cause they just may run away from you. ❞ ❝  i’m sorry, lover. ❞ ❝  i’ve been waiting to smile. ❞ ❝  come with me and we will run away. ❞ ❝  these days I’m fine — no, these days i tend to lie.❞ ❝  i’ve got a lot that’s on my mind. ❞ ❝  i gave you hell through all the years.❞ ❝  i can’t escape this now, unless you show me how. ❞ ❝  i know it’s hard when you’re falling down and it’s a long way up when you hit the ground. ❞ ❝  my mind is made up nothing could change that. ❞ ❝  i’ll bleed out for you. ❞ ❝  i count my sins and i close my eyes and I take it in ❞ ❝  your eyes are red. ❞ ❝  what was right is wrong. ❞ ❝  where do we go from here? ❞ ❝  tell everybody, brothers, sisters, the ending is coming. ❞ ❝  everything is serious and everything is fatal. ❞ ❝  don’t tell me that i’m wrong. ❞ ❝  when everything is falling i’m gonna do the things you do. ❞ ❝  what was right is wrong. ❞ ❝  help me be a little more like you. ❞ ❝  will you just wait until i die? ❞ ❝  i don’t sleep so well at night ( waking up and shivering ) ❞ ❝  are they telling me it’s gonna be okay? ❞ ❝  i threw some rocks up at your window. ❞ ❝  i’ve told a million lies but now I tell a single truth. ❞ ❝  i’m wishing you’re here but i’m wishing you’re gone. ❞ ❝  i’m looking for a way to escape. ❞ ❝  i can’t have you and i’m only gonna do you wrong. ❞ ❝  i shot a whole through every single thing that i loved. ❞ ❝  wmy sense of fear is running thin. ❞ ❝  there’s always time to change your mind. ❞ ❝  now you can’t tell the false from the real. ❞ ❝  you’ll no longer fear when your heart’s turned to gold. ❞ ❝  i want to believe… ❞ ❝  i’m going to mess this up. ❞ ❝  i’m starting to cave. ❞ ❝  run for cover. ❞ ❝  tell me what i am to do. ❞ ❝  from the second that i was born it seemed i had a loaded gun. ❞ ❝  first comes the blessing of all that you’ve dreamed,  but then comes the curses of diamonds and rings. ❞

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“N-No, that’s alright.” A monster. A boss monster, maybe? Callisto would’ve picked up their journal and tried to find their notes on boss monsters, but if they recalled correctly, that section wasn’t too extensive. There weren’t any books on the surface about them, and there weren’t too many monsters they’d met who knew much anyways. The journal stayed by their loafers.

“It’s nice to meet you, Gaster, and uh--none taken.” They laughed a bit nervously. They could’ve said the same about monsters a month ago. “My name’s Callisto.”

Gaster seemed both kind and friendly, but the childlike curiosity in his expression was a little off-putting. Callisto felt like a novelty, and they didn’t like that. It was like being someone’s science experiment. They ran a hand through their mop of light blond--it was almost white, really--hair and pushed up their glasses. Nervous ticks.

Cyan hues dappled the monster before them, the luminescence of Waterfall’s rivers and flora gentle on his smile. He didn’t appear hostile at all and paused a good few feet away the instant they stood.

“I apologize, I didn’t mean to startle you. My name is Gaster.” The volume of his greeting was muted, ginger - as if he’d just encountered a cornered animal he didn’t want to frighten off. “I was just on my way back from Snowdin. I’m surprised to be seeing you here, though. It’s not often I see your kind. No offense, of course.”

The chances of meeting a human in the Underground were slim; he was reasonably, but pleasantly, surprised. Still, Gaster respected a certain distance from Callisto. He was intrigued, yes, and he couldn’t help the glimmer in his eyes nor the bubbling excitement welling within him. However he wasn’t about to scare the child off.

“May I ask of your name?”

Callisto was grinning, albeit a bit shakily.

“Thank you so much! It took me almost three weeks to come up with all that.” They took the journal back gratefully, hugging it to their chest. Clearly, it was the child’s most prized possession.

“I don’t meet many scientists either.” They laughed a bit. “On the Surface, there’s a lot of them, but most of them are of a very high status, so... They aren’t exactly people who would give a kid a second glance. Or anyone other than their colleagues, actually.” Callisto was still smiling, but their voice held a slight tinge of disappointment. They rocked back on their heels, looking down at their feet for a moment.

“I’d really like to hear about what actually makes echo flowers tick, though.” When they looked up again, they looked a bit more hopeful. Gaster was much friendlier than any of their heroes from the Surface had been--at least, the few Callisto had the opportunity to meet.

A pair of hands popped into existence, taking ahold of Callisto’s notebook with care. They were similar to the monster’s, only fur-less and with slender, tapering fingers that delicately turned the pages. His own paws were clasped close to his chest. Indifferent to this sudden appearance Gaster scanned over the contents with vivid interest.

“I see. Your theories are impressive - incorrect, but very thoughtful.” He settled down as he continued to read through, attention wholly enveloped by the child’s notes and entries. “You’re very intelligent, Callisto. It’s no wonder you’ve progressed so far through the Underground.”

Once he’d read through a considerable chunk of information Gaster offered their journal back. “It’s absolutely fascinating to read about another’s science! I don’t hear it as much as I’d like since there’s not too many scientists here. Well, none that I meet with often.”

It sounded like a fairytale. Callisto laughed, and its soft tinkle rippled through the echo flowers quietly. Though their giggles quickly subsided, they were left with a broad smile.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! What’d you do to the Queen to make her so mad?” 

They folded their hands neatly, resting them on the flat of their stomach and watched the little gnats buzz about above them. Gaster had a lot more stories than Callisto had excepted; though if they were honest, they weren’t what they’d expected in the first place.

“I have been to France several times actually. When I was, oh, six hundred or so I was constantly traveling. France, Persia, Ireland, Denmark - I could never stay in one place for long. I favoured France most however.”

With fond memories in mind he waved leisurely in the air, tiny insects and specks of light flitting around his paw. “I met a few of their monarchs as well. Some were..more hospitable than others. I was almost beheaded by a Queen once, but fortunately the King managed to convince her to not sentence me to death.” Despite it being more of dire situation the monster simply chuckled, light hearted as ever.

“I was good friends with that King, and his own royal scientist as well. I visited as often as I could and my French wasn’t too insulting by then.”

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