"Sabotage?"
Gaster echoes, his confusion clear.
"I assure you, I did nothing of the sort. If anything, I was trying to keep us both safe."
The room falls silent, all eyes fixed on him as if waiting for an explanation that never comes. His mind races, searching for a way to defend himself against these baseless accusations. Yet, despite his protests, the evidence against him seems insurmountable.
Black:"it's not gaster! I was walking with pink when I came across the same room as Gaster and Violet. Gaster was patiently waiting for Violet to finish her task when the lights went out. Gaster couldn't have been the imposter." Gaster takes a deep sigh of relief.
"Thank you,"
Gaster says gratefully, turning his gaze toward Black.
"It seems we've found our culprit."
He glances around at the others assembled here, feeling suddenly guilty over the accusations he had made earlier.