“That right there is the phone. Now let’s talk about the phone. Can we talk about the phone, please, Sans? I’ve been dying to talk about the phone with you all day, OK? “W.D. Gaster,” this name keeps coming up over and over again. Every day Gaster’s calls get sent back to me. W.D. Gaster! W.D. Gaster! I look at my phone, and its full of messages for W.D. Gaster! So I say to myself, “I gotta find this guy! I gotta go up to his office and put his messages in the guy’s goddamn ears! Otherwise, he’s never going to get it and he’s going to keep coming back down here.” So I go up to Gaster’s office and what do I find out, Sans? What do I find out?! There is no W.D. Gaster. The man does not exist, okay? So I decide, “Oh shit, buddy, I gotta dig a little deeper.” There’s no W.D. Gaster? You gotta be kidding me! I got my phone full of Gaster! All right. So I start marchin’ my way down to Alphys in the lab and I knock on her door and I say, “Alphys! Alphys! I gotta talk to you about Gaster.” And when I open the door what do I find? There’s not a single goddamn desk in that lab! There…is…no…Alphys in the lab. Sans, half the people in this building have been made up. This lab is a goddamn ghost town.”
This is how i felt when i was first found out about gaster
