Muffet nodded, a little shocked that she was getting so many
costumers, but she just smiled. "9999 gold, dearie~" she said. She
was a little curious so she asked,"Do you know of a man, he speaks
funny, and has a messed up hand..?" she sighed, asking.
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Muffet handed the man the cupcake, looking up. "I don't know much
about him really, I was just a bit, curious... He didn't seem to
speak out language, I was just wondering if anyone knew what he was
saying..." she said, with almost no emotion.
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"You said his hands were messed, what do you mean by that?" The
Boat man lost his appetite and stored the cupcake away in his coat
pocket. Spider cakes were his favorite, but this was serious.
Muffet was interested, did this man know, or was is a dead end. "It
looked punctured, and he moved it in a weird way, I believe meaning
to say something he could not. It was very... odd." Muffet said her
eyes shifting.
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"What is that supposed to mean.." Muffet muttered awkwardly raising
one of her hands in a confused manner. She didn't try to hide the
confusion in her voice.
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"Not much, I mean, I know there was one but..." Muffet
started, stopping as if she was saying the rest in her head. She
simply nodded a 'no' and was quiet for a while.
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"Gaster was the previous royal scientists name. His genius was
irreplaceable. but his life was cut short." The Boat Man stopped.
Finishing his cupcake he said, "Could I have another?"
Muffet nodded curtly. She'd normally be very OCD about paying, but
this man was giving her information, she didn't want to push it.
"What do you mean 'cut short'?" she echoed.
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"He was the one who created the core. I'm sure you've heard of it.
However, he fell into it. People say that he was ripped from
existence, although I've seen some o his followers claim that he
still exists. I didn't believe it at first, until two years ago he
asked fro a ride on my boat." The Boat man took out some gold and
placed it on the table. Taking a bite into the cupcake he
continued, "He was flickering, like a broken light. He said nothing
only signaled with his hands. Luckily I understood wingdings, but
his phrases were simple, 'take me to lab. go back. thank you' were
what he said-or rather, motioned."
Muffet nodded silently waiting a heartbeat before speaking..."Then,
why beware of him, what did he do wrong..?" she asked. "And why
does he only talk, well signal, in those... what did you call 'ems?
wings or something...?"
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"They're called wingdings. Gaster can't talk anymore, I've seen his
face, it was cracked and wrecked. Something that isn't supposed to
exist. He's strange, I think he's up to something." The Boat man
said.
Muffet stayed quiet for a few moment once again. When she finally
spoke it was fairly quiet. "What do you mean by that...? What do
you think he is planning..."
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Muffet nodded. She was a little lost for words, forgetting all
about her bake sale, her thoughts clouding with this 'Gaster'. She
rarely got any costumers, most were too stingy to care, but today
she had gotten some interesting costumers no less.
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Gaster Stood by the window, inside, his sons lived. Oblivious to
his existence. Tears have been shed. No help. No help at all. He'd
to anything to be back together with them again. Lives were a thing
to be sacrificed. Almagates were being made. however, he didn't
have enough. He needed more. More to fix his world.