Undertale - Dancing on the Ceiling
Sep. 30th, 2019 03:52 amTitle: Dancing on the Ceiling
"You're glitching again."
Asgore's reaction only confused the skeleton. He frowned and looked down at his arms. There were no lines of static or garbled text. No part of him looked missing or incorrectly attached, either. He tested the ground and he was fairly sure his feet didn't sink through it or float above it. He couldn't hear any weird noises...
"You're upside down, Gaster," the King rumbled, sounding more amused than anything.
"Huh? I am?" the melting-faced skeleton looked up and down sharply.
"What, you'd assumed I was the one standing upside down? I'm not Muffet, you know."
"Why am I..."
"Why are you now unable to tell if you're obviously glitching out? That was what I was about to ask you. I think maybe you need to take some time off work. These constant little experiments can't be doing you any good."
"Why am I standing in a garden, then?" Gaster finished his sentence, "Why are there flowers growing all over the ceiling?"
"That... is also something I was hoping to ask you."
Fandom: Undertale
Author:
tehexile
Rating: G/Gen
Characters: Asgore & Gaster
Words: 175
Tags: headcanon
Summary: Gaster is glitching again. Now he keeps appearing on the ceiling. To be fair on him, the ceiling doesn't look quite right either.
Picture: 130
"You're glitching again."
Asgore's reaction only confused the skeleton. He frowned and looked down at his arms. There were no lines of static or garbled text. No part of him looked missing or incorrectly attached, either. He tested the ground and he was fairly sure his feet didn't sink through it or float above it. He couldn't hear any weird noises...
"You're upside down, Gaster," the King rumbled, sounding more amused than anything.
"Huh? I am?" the melting-faced skeleton looked up and down sharply.
"What, you'd assumed I was the one standing upside down? I'm not Muffet, you know."
"Why am I..."
"Why are you now unable to tell if you're obviously glitching out? That was what I was about to ask you. I think maybe you need to take some time off work. These constant little experiments can't be doing you any good."
"Why am I standing in a garden, then?" Gaster finished his sentence, "Why are there flowers growing all over the ceiling?"
"That... is also something I was hoping to ask you."