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Self Insert Handplates BittyBones Story- ACT THREE- Getting to Know Each Other

The sizzling of eggs on a pan broke the tense and awkward air that was in your kitchen. Or, well, you attempted to, "So, uh, what do you guys like to do for fun?"

2-P's small eyelights lit up, "OH! WE DO PUZZLES! DO YOU LIKE PUZZLES, BIG PERSON Y/N?"

You shrugged your shoulders and sighed, "I have a few jigsaw puzzles in my closet. Other than that, I've never really been a puzzle person." Taking the eggs off of the plate, you places them on some mini plates you had lying around. Pouring milk into two shot glasses from your drinking days, you placed the plates and glasses in front of the boys. "There you go guys! Enjoy!" You looked around for a moment, you gasped, "Wait, I forgot forks!" You grabbed two forks and put them next to the plates. "There, NOW enjoy." They, unexpectedly, ignored the forks and dug in with their hands, which made you mentally face palm. 'Ugh, of COURSE! They're too small to handle forks! I have to get, like, tiny doll forks or something." You shook your head, looking to see cleaned plates. You smiled, "How was it?"

2-P beamed at you, "OH, IT WAS WONDERFUL. THAT WAS THE BEST MEAL I'VE EVER HAD!"

You blushed out of embarrassment, "Aw, dude, that's so sweet." You smiled, and his face just got brighter. His brother, though, was not as trusting. He just watched the interaction at a distance, not bothering to speak. At some point while you where spacing out, however, 2-P has brought his brother over.

"BIG PERSON Y/N! THIS IS MY BROTHER! HERE!" 2-P nudged his brother over to you while you were cleaning up.

"hey, bro no, cmon."

"NONSENSE BROTHER, TALK TO HER!"

1-S rolled his eyelights, sighed, and slouched, "hey."

You waved, "Hey." You paused, then got an idea, "You guys like video games?"

"never heard of 'em." 2-P just shook his head.

"Well that's no good! We HAVE to play video games together soon. I have a whole bunch of games on my computer. I also play Tetris, which, is also kinda like a puzzle in it's own way."

It had been a while after that. About twelve hours, to be more clear. Even though you didn't really know them all that well, you began to fall back on the 'husk' form you always knew. You weren't the kindness person, after all. Or that was what everybody you knew told you. Well, besides Jessica, but she lived so far away that the only way of contacting her would be facetime or her phone. You sighed and leaned by in bed. The skeletons were in the guest room were you found them, leaving the door open just a bit to where they could come get you if they needed something. Everybody in the city claims that you always looked, dead? "A husk of what you used to be," was what the lady a few rooms over told you. She, apparently, knew you long enough to know that. You stared at the ceiling, trying to process what had happened. So, you had two skeleton children, or, what you think are children, in your house. You now have to go out more to feed all three of you instead of just yourself. You need to look up tiny skeletons now, which is what you did. You pulled out your phone and typed in 'tiny skeletons,' but found nothing until you scrolled for a little bit to find a sketchy website. You clicked on it, which gave you a ton of info on what you were looking for. Apparently, these guys were 'selling' a small skeleton in a lab coat. The skeleton appeared to be older and taller than the two you found, and he looked BEYOND tired. You heaved yourself out of bed and called the number. Whatever they were doing to that poor soul wasn't good. You knew what abuse looked like, after all.

"Hello?" A scruffy voice on the other end answered after what seemed like endless rings.

"Uhhh... Yea, I saw the website for the skeleton and was wondering how much you were charging for him."

"Name?"

"Oh, shit, yea, Y/N's my name... sorry about that," You heard a pen collide with paper on the other end.

"Little shit's free as long as your don't say anything."

"Really? Oh, ok, then, when are you willing to meet up?"

"Now." You got a little nervous at his tone, but shrugged it off.

"Can I have the address, please?"

He gave you the address and you wrote it down on a post it note. "Alright! I'll be there as soon as I can!" A grunt was all you got as a response as you hung up and sped walked down the hall and into the guest bedroom. "Hey guys, I'm gonna be gone for a few hours or something, ok?" They nodded and you smiled, "Alright! Bye guys! See you later!" They waved and you ran down the hall and out the door. Running to your parking spot, you jumped into the car and put the key. You didn't give a damn about other people other than Jessica, but you DID happen to care about animals and, skeletons, now.

As you drove, a mom like instinct kicked through your veins telling you to huRRY UP AND GET THAT GOD DAMN SKELETON FROM THAT STUPID MOTHER FU- your thoughts were interrupted by your upbeat ringtone. You picked up and spoke, "Hello?"

"Are you almost there? I haven't got all day."

"Ah, yes, I'm just pulling into the place now. Sorry about the wait, mister um..."

"Eric."

You pulled in and got out of the car, trying not to seem nervous. You put on a 'husk' face and slouched. You put a hand out and he took it. He practically threw the cage he had, guessing it was the skeleton. It wasn't a squeak like you heard with 2-P, but more like a cut off scream that was heard when the cage collided with your chest. Before you could talk to him, he had already gone back in the house. You sighed, guess you have another skeleton now. Trying not to jostle the cage too much, you place the cage in the passenger seat. "So... uh... hi?"

...no response. Can't say you didn't expect that.

Gaster's POV

Cages were the new normal were he ended up. This... human girl was trying to talk to him. She seemed like a kind person, judging by her SOUL color. Kindness was sometimes contagious, or so he heard. He wanted to scream, cry, do ANYTHING! But... he couldn't. His spine hurt from the impact of the cage being thrown. He's practically going insane from the lack of nicotine. He's extremely tired from lack of sleep. His head was spinning and he felt like he was gonna throw up despite not having a stomach.

The girl's voice was kind of sad when she spoke, "I... uh, don't really know what happened with you, and a part of me doesn't really wanna know. But, I'm gonna help! Or, well, TRY to help. Don't, like, take that to heart though. Wait, was that offensive? Oh goodness, I'm not... I don't... I sorry." He peaked through the holes to see her slouching more than she was before.

Gaster spoke, "I'm fine, that statement was not offensive, do not worry."

She sighed, "Oh, that's a relief. Here I thought I completely soiled my first impression towards you." She laughed, albeit a small one. "I'm not really the most, sociable of people, so I'm not really good at the whole 'communicating' thing, ya know?"

He nodded, he knew what being nonsocial able was like. He was just like that back... underground... Wait, ARE THEY ON THE SURFACE?! He coughed, "Human? Where are we right now?"

She tapped her chin, "Uh, pulling into my driveway right now, why?"

"No reason."

She gasped, which made him flinch on impulse, "I never told you about the boys!" 'Who?' "I'm not sure if you know them, but they're really sweet! When... 2-P is most of the ti-"

"Who?"

"2-P! I found him in my guest bedroom. His brother's there too! You're gonna love 'em, I just know it! So, do you want me to carry you, or do you prefer the cage?"

"I... do not mind."

"I'm just gonna carry you, then." He didn't move when she opened the cage and picked him up. 2-P... and 1-S, were with this human this whole time? He'll have to check them for injuries, but he had a feeling that they were not. She pushed the door open and kicked off her shoes, slowly walking into the kitchen. She placed her hand on the table and he climbed off of it. "Alright! I'm gonna go get them! Be right back!" She waved and ran down the hall, leaving Gaster alone with his thoughts. He didn't even know where they WERE and that was the least of his problems. He didn't even know where to BEGIN when it came to finding answers for this... this... commotion that was his life right now! First, Eric. Now, some human girl who just happened to have his things! He sighed and buried his head in his hands.

This was going to be a... troubling experience.

Self Insert Handplates Bittybones Story- ACT FOUR- Troubling Would be an Understatement

Your POV-

You ran down the hall, practically jittering with excitement. You opened the door to your guest bedroom a bit and whispered, "Guys? I have someone I want you to meet." Two small heads perked up at your voice. 

You gave them a smile and 2-P smiled back, "HELLO Y/N! WHO IS THIS PERSON?"

"Uh, he hasn't given me his name yet. He has, like, a crack running down his face. A lab coat. Other stuff." Alright, you didn't really like the reaction they gave you at the 'lab coat' description. 

They both tensed, and 2-P spoke, "DO WE UH, HAVE TO MEET HIM?"

"Well, no, but he IS gonna be staying here for a while. Like, a LONG while, but no, you don't." You heard a sigh of relief come from the boys and you trecked down the hall in disappointment. Turning the corner, you leaned against the wall of the kitchen. "Uh, well, they're a little shy right now, so no meet up. But, for now, why don't you rest a bit. Don't think I don't see those bags under your eyesockets, mister." You wagged your fingers in a playful motion, causing the skeleton to roll his eyes. 

He got up and looked over the counter, "Uh, I can't get down."

"Oh, shit, sorry dude. Do you want me to carry you there or...?"

He gave a slight nod and you scooped him up in your hands. Passing the guest bedroom, you turned and stepped foot into your room. Placing him on your bed, you gave a small 'huff,' "Make yourself at home, dude! I'll be in my office if you need me. Have a good nap, little dude!" 

Gaster's POV-

Gaster curled up the best he could with the ache in his nonexistent stomach. Why... why was this human so nice to him!? All of the other humans were absolute garbage to him, even before he was small! Speaking of which, why was he even small in the first place? What happened to him and the subjects? All he remembers before was him staring at the camera in the bo- subject's cell. 

...

....

.....

White, everything was white. He was big again, staring at what seen like an endless white void. It, in fact, WAS an endless, white void. He walked, and he walked, and he walked until he couldn't anymore. Collapsing to the ground, he sighed. There really was no end to this void, was there? This was what he deserved, in a way. He had done terrible things, to CHILDREN, no less. No... it was for the good of the underground. He said he was going to get them all out of there and he MEANT IT. All he was was a mistake. No one cares about him... no one... no on-

"Hello?"

What appeared in front of him was a human. ANOTHER human. She wore round glasses and a red scarf with a tear around her neck. She had what appeared to be a scar on her left cheek, with a blue hoodie and grey sweat pants to go along with it. She was barefoot and appeared to be a child. He gained the courage and spoke, "W-Where am I, human?"

"You're, uh, in the anti void. You're kinda dreaming right now. Still with that other human, small, and asleep." 

She reached her hand out, but he slapped it away, "I can get up on my own."

"I... okay, I guess."

Gaster got up and dusted himself off, eyeing the human as he did so. Now, with regained stamina, he started walking again, with the human behind him. "Why are you following me, human?" 

"To make sure you don't get lost!" She gave him a smile, but he scoffed at it. What did she want? All humans want SOMETHING from monsters, that was how it always was and always will be with the two races. 

"What are your motives?"

The human tilted her head, then smirked, "Not gonna ask me my name first?" Gaster kept glaring, and she giggled, "I'm just teasing, all in good fun. I don't have motives, and my name is Twiggy, by the way. You can call me Twigs, though." She held out her hand, and he reluctantly took it.

"All humans have motives, you MUST have something you must want from me."

She shrugged, "No, but a certain someone wanted me to say he missed you. He wishes to see you again, you know." 

Gaster narrowed his eyesockets at her, "Who are you talking about?"

Twiggy tapped her chin a few times, "He really big, and goopy. Has a skull face and a whole bunch of bones sprawled over him. Ring a bell to ya?"

Gaster's face drained, more so than he ever thought possible, "How do you know him?"

Again, Twiggy just shrugged it off like it was no big deal, "Spooked me by nipping the back of my shirt. Told me to tell you that, nudged me, and left."

He nodded, trying to wrap his skull around that sudden information. 

"Oh! Also, there's someone I would like you to meet. Follow me." She motioned for him to follow and he did. The anti void seemed to get darker and darker until it was just a void. A white, sitting figure sat, head to the floor.

The figure turned and spoke, "Twigs, is that you?"

Twiggy ran over to them and gave them a hug, "Swap! I want to meet someone!"

"I don't know this place like you do, but I'm PRETTY sure that there's no one... out... there." 'Swap' stared at Gaster for a solid minute, then put her hands around her mouth, "Oh my goodness, your from the original Handplates universe." Swap got up and ran over to Gaster and put her hands on his shoulders, causing him to tense. "I have a friend that lives there. Do you know Maple? Well, if so, I'm kinda an alternate version of her. Oh goodness, I'm rambling again. Sorry about that, I've just never been to the original universe before. I'm Swap, if you... already hadn't known that." She put her hand out and Gaster took it. 

Gaster sighed, "So you're a version of Maple? You... kind of look like me though."

"I'm kind of you AND Maple. I'm from SwapPlates. Everyone's roles are swapped. For example, Alphys is captain of the royal guard instead of Undyne, and I'm swapped with you! The only people who aren't swapped are the brothers. I... created them in my AU, but I didn't DO anything to them. It's kinda a MercyPlates situation. I have a wife, her name is Insanity. She's from DustPlates, has a high LV. See?" She showed her hand to reveal a blue and orange ring with tiny bones carved into it. "She had it made to represent Sans and Papyrus, or 1-S and 2-P in your case, isn't that thoughtful? She also got me this." Gaster let out a small gasp as she showed the subjects handplates. It looked to be 1-S and 2-P's handplates, half of each, put together to form one. It now read WDG-1P. 

"How did you-"

"Insanity gave it to me for my birthday last year, won't tell me how she made it or got it. Do you know?"

Gaster shook his head. He was lying, of course, he knew exactly how this Insanity person got it. The only way she could have got it was killing... the brothers... he didn't want to think about that right now. 

Swap's voice shattered his train of thought, "Are you okay? You don't seem to be handling this very well."

"I... am just not used to the lack of color, that is all." He looked at Swap, "Why are you two even here?"

"I go here to smoke, but Twiggy just goes here to relax. Queen Toriel would be pretty mad if she found out I was smoking, heh."

He looked at the black floor, then had a thought, "Is there a way that you two can make me big again?" 

Swap pondered for a bit, then perked up and smiled, "Yea, I think so, but I need someone to help. Follow me!" He followed her through what seemed like an endless loop. Black, white, black, white, it just kept going. During a white transition, however, he saw a familiar figure laying down, supposedly asleep. He backed up on impulse and Swap turned to look at him, "Are you ok?" He shut his eyes and nodded. She smiled, "He not gonna hurt you," she pointed to herself, "Not on my watch!" She walked over to the sleeping figure and lightly shook his skull, "Void, wake up, I need a favor." Void grumbled and nudged his head on her cleavage. Swap pushed him away, "Stop that and get up already."

"Alright, alright," Void sighed, "What is it Swap?" Before she could answer, however, Void had caught sight of Gaster. Gaster tensed more and more until he was eye level with the figure, "My oh my, what do we have here? Docter WD Gaster, in the void? Fall into the CORE already, huh?" 

Swap put her hands in front of Void, "No, he has not. He was shrunk and placed in a different universe by Author-Chan and we need you to change him back."

Void smiled, like a sadistic freak, "That... can be arranged..."

Author-Chan is me for you confused peeps. 

A cliffhanger! Never thought I'd do one of those.  Just a hint though, none of this will be NSFW! I don't swing that way when I write fanfics, so don't expect anything like that. Expect warnings, though. Warnings like self-harm, depression, stuff like that. Oops, did I give another hint about MC? My bad! Enjoy guys! :)