(3rd Person)

"I wish I could be with you guys" Reaper was sat on the ground, talking to his dead best friend.

'I know, Reaper. But you must be strong, live for us' Life smiled, trying to lift up Reaper's spirits.

"I just wish I wasn't like this, I would rather be with you guys than here" Reaper started crying.

The two remembered the day Life died, it was a horrible accident that only Reaper knew of.

*Flashback*

"FREAK!" A teenager yelled.

"You're just a disaster, aren't you?!" Another shouted. More joined in, chasing Reaper off into his friend's garden.

He started floating above the flowers, his knees to his chest as what was shouted at him daily mixed with his own thoughts.

Life was watching tadpoles hatch on the opposite side of the garden, peacefully humming along to the birds chirping.

She felt a strong aura of Death, signalling her friend was here. She walked over to him, smiling widely.

But as she got closer, the aura got stronger. What she didn't know what Reaper's powers were being fueled by his bad mood.

"Reaper?" Life lightly called, repeating his name a couple more times before grabbing his shoulder and shaking him.

It was only until her hand left his shoulder was that she realized she was dusting. Reaper turned around in horror of what he did.

"Oh no, Life! I'm sorry, I'm so stupid!" Reaper yelled at himself.

Life hugged her friend and whispered, "Thank you for being my best friend," as the last part of her head dissolved into dust.

Reaper sat there, frozen in shock as his friend's dust sat in front of him. A view he knew all too well. . . .

*Flashback over*

A bang on his wall snapped Reaper out of his thoughts as a glitching skeleton was shoved over to him.

They flipped off where Reaper guesses the scientist stood. They walked over to Reaper and sat next to him.

"They sat we had to become friends or something. I wasn't really listening" they growled.

Reaper chuckled a bit, and that turned into a full blown laugh. The scientists were intrigued, not having ever seen him express joy.

"Aren't they supposed to be smart? They know why I like staying here" Reaper calmed himself down and glared at the wall.

"Eh, they said 'Friends will help each other through things!' or some friendship is magic shit".

"Sounds like something they would say. I don't like 'em, they hate me" Reaper smirked.

"Why do they hate you? They don't mind me," The glitchy skeleton tilted his head in confusion.

"Refused to go with them and a couple of then touched me and died. I almost escaped multiple times" Reaper chuckled to himself, Life shaking her head in disapproval.

"Wow, that's actually really cool. Wish I could do that" They sighed.

"No, you don't. This power can't be controlled when you haven't gotten a good night's sleep or eaten properly" Reaper looked down, Life's ghost rubbed his back.

"Oh, I'm sorry. By the way, My name is Error" Error smiled lightly.

"I'm Reaper," Reaper looked back up, smiling back. Life saw the possibilities of what could happen.

Then, two more skeletons were basically tossed in the room. One looked around in wonder. The other was covered in a black substance.

"Ooh! These walls are not as smooth as mine!" One of the skeletons said, climbing on the walls with ease.

The goopy one tried to escape, banging on the door and walls with what looked like tentacles.

The climbing one covered their non existent ears as their eye lights turned red.

"Stop that USELESS banging!" They yelled, the oozing one not listening. The now very angry skeleton tackled the other to the ground.

"You stop that or I'm going to go-" They were then pushed off and against the ground by a scientist. A thick yellow liquid was forced down their throat.

They bounced up and helped the other stand, "I'm so sorry about that! Come on, let's meet the others!" They smiled.

Reaper whispered to Error, "Is it just me, or did they force him to be happy?".

"That's fucked up" Error whispered back.

"It is, It truly is. But, I can't do anything!" They smiled, sitting down.

"So, what're your names?" Error asked, a bit creeped out by their unnaturally happy behavior.

"Nightmare, I don't wanna be here" The goopy one grumbled.

"I'm Ink and I like to climb the walls" He unwillingly smiled.

"You're weird" Nightmare grumbled.

"You are t-" Ink then threw up ink, but didn't really react. He picked it up and put it aside.

"So, what is your main reason to be here?" Reaper asked.

"My tentacles and aggression" Nightmare growled.

  "Talking to other people in other universes and being soulless" Ink smiled lightly, before it was dropped.

  "Glitching, not being friendly and getting in trouble" Error smirked, remembering what he'd done.

  "I'm in here for basically death in multiple ways" Reaper sighed, looking over to Life.

  They talked for another hour, before Error got tired and fell asleep in a corner.

  Nightmare sat in a different corner and Ink taught Reaper how to climb the walls.

*Test One, Success. Try testing with other skeleton patients. R31 and I47 seem to get along well, E44 is unknown, N87 isn't very reactive*