Rose: (sighs and takes the soul in puts it in container then looks at her son's dust) my little funny bones.... (Starts to cry)

Gaster: I did what I must (drops the soul and walks away, stepping on the dead child)

Rose: (gasp) oh my god.... Gaster... My god.... (Her eyes are filled with shock and sorrow)

Gaster: (grabs your frisk, breaks their neck, and rips out their soul, drenching his sleeves and hands in scarlet blood. The 2 dreemurr children already went back home. )

Rose: my baby boy.... No.... (Starts to cry)