Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-28819748-20160731174511/@comment-27824864-20160801004147

Three years later

Syle: I'm going out for a sec. I think Gaster finally went mad.

He left, leaving Widow, Aqua and Grillby at his house.

Widow: Hey, Aqua, when was the last time Syle's had a birthday party?

Aqua: Not since our parents died.

Widow: Well, why don't we throw him one? It is tomorrow...

Grillby: Sure. He probably wants a themed one, so what should the theme be?

Aqua: Guys.

Widow: Ok... music? No... Bones? no... oh, i got it. WESTERN!

Grillby: Like cowboys and stuff? Perfect

Aqua: Guys!

The two start decoration.

Widow: I'll make a cake in the shape of a cowboy hat!