Note: TextSample are Muffet's thoughts.

Chapter 1 Muffet the baker & Occasional Babysitter

Muffet''s feelings about children were, well, reserved. Some of the monster brats she had encountered before were quite a mean bunch. Although, she knew children were children, Muffet happily accepted when Toriel asked for help, to babysit her son, Asriel, and adopted child, Frisk. She already knew both of the youths were angels, not getting on purpose in trouble like the other kids at their age.

Anyway, Toriel couldn't take care of them that day, because something had happened in school and she had to stay there. Muffet didn't care though. She was mostly glad she could get out of the bakery and smoke her favourite brand of cigars.

*Of spiders for spiders; dried, mashed, pressed to various shapes for increasing the quality and *effectiveness

Muffet decided to use the Toriel's request as an excuse for not attending to her duties.

Half an hour and several enjoyed puffs later; she arrived to Toriel's.

The house looked nice from the outside. Muffet admired gracefully cut decorative bushes. They were the only thing she could remember later. That and the distinct odour of cinnamon everywhere.

High-pitched male voice was also a great decoration, thought Muffet. Although, she wouldn't choose it-

"SANS, THAT WAS HORRIBLE!"

"nah"

Through glass filling of the plastic door could be seen, there were two skeletons in the hall.

Muffet lightly knocked, so she would get the attention of those two. Both of them stopped arguing and turned to her. She was expecting the taller skeleton to answer the door, but to her surprise, they were opened by the other one.

"hiya miss how can I help ya?"

The skeleton seemed to be familiar to her, but she could not remember from where, "Mrs. Toriel asked me to look after her two kids until she comes home tonight." Muffet announced as politely as possible. That small sack of bones was making her feel uneasy for some reason.

"WHAT?" The taller skeleton threw his glowed hands up in the air, "WHY WOULD LADY ASGORE IGNORE MY OFFER TO TAKE CARE OF THE HUMAN AND ASGORE JUNIOR?" He gave the floor beneath him a dead glance and then shouted out. "SANS, SAY SOMETHING!"

Muffet started to remember.

*Oh, I know who they are. The smaller one is Sans, the lazy Snowdin sentry and comedian.

Muffet chuckled when few memories of his puns came to her.

*So, the other one has to be Papyrus. Oh, I remember now, he wanted to replace all my pastry production with pasta...

"Oh I don't know why, dear Papsy. Maybe she was just afraid you would stuff them with spaghetti." she said out loud, sticking out her tongue and blowing out a perfect circle of smoke in his.

Papyrus did not blush even a little bit, nor was showing any signs of being upset at all.

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS WRONG WITH HAVING PASTA FOR EVERY MEAL, MISS SPIDEY. I, GREAT PAPYRUS, TAKE YOUR SUGGESTED INSULT AS A SIGN OF JEALOUSY OVER MY MAGNIFICIENT COOKING SKILLS."

His expression changed, like he had realised something and then he turned to his brother. "SANS! TIME TO GO OR WE'LL BE LATE."

"Okay" replied the small one a shifted the attention to Muffet. "i suppose tori filled you in on what you are supposed to do. just dont forget to put them in bed if tori wouldnt come back before their bedtime"

"AND DON'T FORGET TO FEED THEM!" Pointed Papyrus out, "YOU WILL HAVE TO MANAGE WITHOUT THE MASTERCHEF PAPYRUS TODAY THOUGH"

*Who the hell this guy thinks he is?

"Ah, don't worry Papsy, I think there won't be any trouble..." Said Muffet, kind of hoping Sans would drag his brother out of the house or something and they would be both gone for a while.

"IN ANY CASE THERE'S MY PHONE NUMBER. CALL ME AND I WILL COME AT ONCE TO AID YOU." With these words he pulled out hand drawn red card with the picture of bone in the middle. The actual phone number was hastily scribbled on the back of card.

Muffet waved in their direction, not because she would like to give them goodbye. She wanted Papyrus to think his 'effort' was appreciated and he would not come back, even if it was to just check on her.

The entrance door closed behind them and Muffet let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, that was getting annoying."

She originally just wanted to lit up another cigar but before she could do so she put her dirty pleasure back to the pocket. "I just had one."

Muffet was wondering where the kids could be. Toriel did mention they should be home around the time Muffet would arrive, didn't she?

Muffet checked the living room. "I haven't known Queen has got such a book collection." said Muffet in the manner of admiration when her glance laid upon the massive bookcase in the middle of the room. The couch in the front of it looked comfy as well. In the bookcase were apart from various books on cooking and puns, photos of Toriel, her kids and the small skeleton Muffet encountered earlier. Muffet decided to stop looking around to avoid being nosy too much.

*Is Sans part of this family?

Muffet was glad she was able to earn Toriel's trust. If the former queen knew what Muffet had done to those other humans... It would be better not to think about it.

Anyway, Muffet heard a sound of two child voices, coming from the garden, on her way back to the main hall. She peeked out of the door leading to the garden and saw Asriel standing before what looked like a painting stand and Frisk sitting on the ground beside him with paper and crayons on her own.

Asriel already had something painted on canvas and was occupied by going through the sketches he had on the ground.

"Hey kids" she shouted out gently just to get their attention. They both turned their eyes to her and greeted the spider girl with simple nodding and in Asriel's case, waving his hand.

Muffet walked over to them, because she was curious about what they were doing in detail.

It looked like Frisk was trying to copy the picture much more skilled Asriel was painting on his canvas. Muffet could tell on the first look Asriel was making a picture of sunset and she could not help to leave it without a comment. "This looks amazing, Asriel."

Small goat boy blushed. "T-thanks miss, that's nice of you to say."

Frisk stayed quiet but it looked like she was jealous her older brother was getting more attention than her. Muffet played it cool and stated Frisk's drawing was also great. She expected argument but it never came. Frisk nodded her head, brushed some of her hair back, picked up the crayon and continued with her previous activity. Asriel smiled at the spider girl and did the same thing as Frisk.

Muffet kept looking at them and after a while she said, "Did your mother prepare you meal ahead or I should cook something?" Asriel was the one to answer again, "She did not, but we are not hungry. Right, Frisk?" Frisk nodded, not lifting her eyes from the scribble before her. She was just in the middle of rapid erasing of something.

You are not now, but you are going to be later.

"Oh, ok. I am gonna cook something then. I hope Toriel won't mind."

It went like that for about an hour. Muffet prepared some rice salad with meat chunks and veggies (technically everything she could find in the kitchen at that exact moment).

Asriel and Frisk presented their pictures, while Asriel was blushing again when Muffet said it was good. Frisk was jumping on one leg, trying to get Muffet's attention and same amount of approval as Asriel.

After the dinner, she let kids do their thing again. During the time she was washing up, she was thinking what would she do if she was forced to stay here overnight.

She had to call to the bakery. There's no way she would leave her spiders uninformed about her where abouts. She just hoped there was someone capable of holding a phone...