Wingdings and Arial Gaster sat in the hospital room going over the information they were just told. They had been overjoyed at first, and who wouldn't have. They just had their first born, a boy to continue the Gaster name. But now, they could only feel disappointment.
Mrs. Gaster could only stare at the tiny infant no bigger than her hand. It stared back at her with large, curious eyes. She was distraught. The first child she ever barred to her husband was a single digit servant. Someone who would be lesser than a dog at their feet. Never to get stronger or do anything useful for monsterkind. A disgrace to their family name and a waste to them all.
Maybe if he wasn't so weak, so fragile. He might have been a scientist like his father, a war hero and one of the smartest monsters in the Underground. Maybe he could have been a Guardsmen and fight valiantly for the king. Maybe he could even have been an aristocrat or a judge or even royalty. She herself was a guardsman with a three figure HP, and her husband a Royal Scientist with HP in the thousands but they had a son with only 1 HP and no potential.
Yet, Mr. Gaster looked down to the child. The child who would go to be raised like all of the others of his stature. He was glad he would never have to look upon it again. It had been a miscarriage and they'd been warned it could either dust or be permanently impaired. But they never said it could have been a single digit monster. It was dreadful to think that a four digit and a three digit monster could ever parent such a being but they could try again. They could always just have another, better child.
Wingdings stood from his chair and picked up the child from his wife. He gave her chaste kiss and wiped her eyes as she nodded solemnly. They were ready to give up the child, it may have been their first, it may have been theirs, but sadly it was not their responsibility to care for it. The paperwork was already filled out, Sans was no longer a monster, he was a slave.
In the Home for Servant Monsters, all children were to be taught quite a few things right from the beginning. They had to know basic knowledge, how to cook, how to clean, their manners, the rules they must follow, and of course, their place. Once the child was 10 to 12 years old they would be put up for rent or to be bought permanently. It truly was a great feet to make sure every servant was ready to serve their master's every need but they have proven capable each and every time.
They had to make sure every servant could fulfill any need. Whether someone wanted a servant to clean and do chores, or they wanted a servant to do a sexual act, the servant would act accordingly in an appropriate fashion. The servant will bend to the will of any higher monster, they will be in permanent servitude as is law. They have made sure of it.
A female rabbit monster was called into the main office of The Home of Servant Monsters. She had been returned recently after she had nannied her mistress' baby while she trained and would start her new job as a permanent caretaker. She had done an excellent job and has been proven loyal enough for the task.
She quietly opened the door with her head bowed and moved to the side. The perfect image of a submissive, trained, slave.
"Agatha," Droned the head monster at the desk. The woman cold and disinterested with her.
"Yes ma'am," came the meek, monotone reply of the servant. She knew her place and purpose, she had learned over the years to accept her fate and follow others without a second thought just as she should.
The monster in front of her was pleased with her, giving them a sense of power that made them smile lightly. "You have been given a new job here at the home. You will become a caretaker of the babies that come in. Your first child will be a skeleton child named Sans. You will be given further instruction after you are taken with the head of enrichment."
Agatha nodded obediently as she waited to be taken away. She smiled sadly to herself as she thought of her new job. She wouldn't have to worry about a master and she would get to work with children like she enjoyed but she knew the fate every child she cared for would have. That every child would have the innocence stripped from their eyes to be replaced by cold emptiness, but it was to be her duty.
Another monster came into the room, a wolf monster to be exact. They eyed her then motioned for her to follow. Agatha stepped forward and followed two steps behind her new boss, ready for her latest instructions.
She watched as the tile passed them in the hallways, each square perfect as made up the floor. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like, she doesn't remember how they cared for her as an infant of course. Was it like middle-class monsters or were the children treated poorly? Were the children kept together or separate? So many things that could alter the way the child grew and formed were to be taken place. But it would probably be twisted to make sure they are accustomed to their life as servants.
Her Boss stopped at a door, it wasn't significant really, just a normal brown door like all of the others. They motioned for her to open it and she did, holding the door open for them as they walked in.
The wolf monster smiled warmly to another Rabbit monster like herself," Karen, this is your newest caretaker. She has been assigned to Sans and will need the rule book. Make sure she knows exactly what to do by the end of the day and good luck." They finished before slipping out of the room, leaving Agatha with Karen.
She looked around the room to see it had the usual white walls and tan carpet but was filled with plenty of baby furniture such as cribs and changing tables and other things. It was also split to have a kitchen, bathroom, and another room most likely for the caretaker and the children. Karen had been in a rocking chair feeding one of the infants in the room. Agatha was sad to see that the child could have been no more than a month old.
Karen smiled at her and nodded for her to come over as the child fed.
"So you will need to go over to my room over by the cribs," she explained, nodding over to what was presumably her room," in the desk there is a bunch of blue books, you'll only need one of them. There is also a key in one of the drawers. The number on the tag is the room you will have and share with the baby. After you grab those you'll come back here to read the book and meet your first kid." She whispered as she finished feeding the baby in her arms.
Agatha went to the room asked, not surprised by the clean and orderly room as she made her way to the desk. It was covered in papers and such but she had no business with those.
She opened drawer after drawer until she had both of the needed items. The book was rather thick and heavy in her paws. This book would tell her all she needed to know and do as a caretaker and she had to follow everything it said to the letter. The higher ups would know if she didn't, the thought made her look for cameras and sure enough, there was, the knowledge giving her a feeling of acceptance as she came back to Karen.
Karen spotted her as she put the child back into a crib, going back to the chair and smiling softly at her. "Okay, you can go ahead and sit down to go over the rules and guidelines and I'll show you how everything works when you're done."
Agatha made herself comfortable in another rocking chair as she sat down with the book, 'Rules and Guidelinesnes of Caretaking'.
Every Caretaker in The Home of Servant Monsters will follow these rules and guidelines to make sure the child is prepared to start their training as a servant. All progress will be observed through cameras all over the facility so, make sure you do as needed.
You are to care for the child assigned until they have hit the needed benchmarks in their life, once these marks have been met, the child will be given over to a new facility to start their training. The child will not stay in your care, they will be replaced after they start their training so attachment is not recommended.
Each child will have specific instructions in respect of their species, certain children will have certain rules and benchmarks they need to follow. Your job is to make sure every single one of them are completed and to guide them to their fate as a servant.
You will be given a child, a room, their paperwork, as well as this book to guide you through your new life in The Home of Servant Monsters.
Agatha looked up from her book to Karen. This was her life now? To raise children to become slaves just like herself? To continue the chain of the unfortunate fate of being ordered by those stronger than them. Her eyes watered at the very thought, knowing that she could do nothing but follow the directions given to her. No matter how much she wished she could to stop the way things are.
Karen looked back at her and saw the tears at the edges if Agatha's eyes. It reminded her of when she had started this job. How she had felt so guilty and upset about the poor children she was to care for. She checked the page Agatha was on and then walked to sit next to the girl.
"You know it isn't too bad if you think about it differently," Karen said lightly as Agatha looked into her direction. "It's like a foster home in a way. All of the children you take care of will go up for adoption and one day." Karen smiled as she put her paw in front of her, "They will go to live happily and have people who love and care about them."
Agatha wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled back at Karen. Karen was right, if she thought about the reality of her situation it would only make it harder to get through. To think of it as a good cause with a happy end would make everything better.
"Do you wanna hug sweetie?" Karen asked sweetly next to her. Agatha nodded slowly as arms surrounded her. The warmth and affection in the gesture making more tears fall from her eyes. Karren simply rubbed her back and said sweet nothings as she cried.
When the tears dried and Agatha calmed, Karen grabbed her by the paw and took her to the cribs of sleeping babies. They were all so tiny and pure as they slept. Karen then brought her over to one specific crib holding the smallest baby of them all. A little sleeping skeleton greeted her there. Karen gave her a clipboard from on the front of the crib reading the name Sans.
Agatha felt her soul swell at the sight of him. She watched as his tiny limbs twitched as he dreamed. So small and fragile and beautiful, and she was going to take care of him. Karen patted her shoulder gently as she watched her very first charge.
Agatha went back to her chair to go over the information about the infant. It was basic things such as his species, his diet, his medical information, his development, his habits, things she will need to record as he got older. She went over the book as she read the clipboard, getting ready for her new life.
Karen had to console her once or twice as she read but, that was fine. She learned how to use all of the appliances and guidelines and hear stories of Karen's years caretaking to lighten her mood. She would even get to see Karen again after today. Agatha would go to meet up with all of the caretakers every two weeks to socialize and get tips and support from others.
When Agatha stood at the door of Karen's room with everything she needed, ready to face her new fate. She did it with a smile.