After that, the italian poet lit a cigarette and told me: “And even if I was shot in the heart, girl, I would still love you for about 6 more seconds”.
Chara, two things. First, you don’t hold any of the blame for what happened to Sans and Papyrus. Let’s make that clear. YOU didn’t screw the plates on them. YOU didn’t ever hurt them. And while your ideas might be just as bad sometimes, YOU don’t go through with them. That’s more than I can say for…HIM. Secondly, you can make Gaster do anything by threatening to dump his cigarettes in the CORE. Even write letters. Thought you should know that.