Chapter 9: A Baby's Sneezes Pt 2 (W.D. X OC)
She had to go get some groceries from the store, but with her twins sleeping, she didn't want to wake them up. She looked around for Sans and Papyrus, but they were out at their jobs. She sighed in frustration. "I don't want to wake them up," Sarah said to herself as she turned the corner and bumped into Gaster. "Oh! Excuse me," she said in surprise.
Hands with holes in the palms gently grabbed her shoulders. "Sarah, what is the matter?" Gaster asked, sensing she was stressed over something.
She sighed. "I need to get some groceries for the house and pick up some supplies for my babies," she said to him. "But they're sleeping and I don't want to wake them up."
She then looked at him. "Gaster, can you watch over my son and daughter?" She asked him hopefully. "I'll be only a couple hours, three tops."
Gaster would have said 'no', but he knew that Sarah needed diapers and food for her children, as well as perhaps a new outfit or two. At five months, her little ones were growing fast. And he and his brothers appreciated that she also bought food for the house as well. "Alright," he agreed and handed her a hundred dollar bill. "This is for you to use for your children's needs."
Sarah were shocked and looked at him. "Oh, Gaster, I-I couldn't," she said, trying to give it back to him.
The tall skeleton chuckled and gently closed her hand around the bill. "I insist, Sarah," he said to her gently. "I know their food is not cheap and they do need some new outfits."
She didn't know what to say. "Gaster?" She asked him uncertainly.
"I'm sure," he reassured her. "Besides, you've footed the entire grocery bill the past four times you've gotten food for the house."
Sarah smiled and looked a bit embarrassed. "I just want you and your brothers to know how much I appreciate you guys taking me and my children in," she said honestly.
Gaster gently pinched the right side of her face. "We can tell," he said with a smile. "I also set up an account with the grocery store so you can charge the food on the account."
She gave him an exasperated look. "How can I show you guys my appreciation if you do stuff like that?" She asked.
Gaster chuckled again. "You already show your appreciation in simple things, Sarah," he said. "When you hug us. When you cook dinner for us. When you let us help you with your son and daughter."
Sarah hadn't thought about it that way, but she smiled. "Okay, you make a good point," she said to him. "You sure you don't mind watching them?"
"I'm sure," he said. "I haven't really had a chance to connect with your children like my brothers have and…I think I'd like to."
She smiled again. "Okay," you said. "And Gaster? Relax. If my children love your brothers, they'll love you too."
He smiled as he watched her head out, giving her last statement some thought. Sarah's son and daughter did love Sans and Papyrus and he hoped that they'd love him too. "I haven't been around kids since Sans and Papyrus were little," he said to himself.
A half-hour later, he heard the children cry and went into their room. They saw him and stopped crying for a moment, looking at him with wide eyes. "Hello, little ones," he said gently, going over to the little boy's crib and picking him up. "What's the matter? Are you both hungry?"
The little boy began whimpering again and Gaster remembered seeing Sarah pat the children's backs after feeding them, explaining it helped them not to get air stuck in their stomachs, because it caused discomfort. Holding the young boy as he had seen her do, he began firmly, but gently, patting the small back.
A moment later, an extremely loud burp echoed in the room and Gaster felt the little boy cuddle into his shoulder. "There. Is that better?" He cooed to the child, who smiled up at him. Gaster then looked over to the baby girl. "And what were you crying about, little one, hmm?" He asked her.
She seemed okay and Gaster had a thought. Perhaps she had felt her twin brother's discomfort and cried as a result. He had heard about twins sometimes feeling what the other one felt. "Interesting," he said with a chuckle as he picked the little girl up in his free arm and carried them to the living room. He set them both on the couch and pulled out a blanket, spreading it on the floor. "Let's see. Where does your mother keep your toys?"
Gaster soon found them in an ottoman that doubled as storage space. "Clever," he chuckled as he pulled out some soft blocks and plush books, setting them down on the blanket before turning to the children.
The little boy suddenly sneezed and fell over slowly, the look on his face making a chuckle bubble out of Gaster's throat. The little girl looked over at her brother before sneezing and falling over on her brother's back, making Gaster chuckle more. "You two are just too cute," he said, gently picking them up one at a time and placing them gently on the blanket near the toys. The little girl went for the books while her brother went for the blocks. After a moment, the little boy looked over at his sister and lay down on his stomach, rolling over until he was by his sister before sitting up.
Gaster smiled as he watched. "Very clever, little one," he said with a smile as he watched the little boy hand his sister two of the soft blocks. She took them and gave her brother one of the books, making Gaster smile again. He could see Sarah had obviously taught them to share.
Suddenly, both children sneezed in unison and gently fell over, making Gaster chuckle as he set them both upright again, only for the same thing to happen.
Gaster couldn't help it. He began laughing and he noticed how the two children seemed to like that he was laughing and smiled before sneezing and falling over gently onto the blanket again.
Sarah arrived back home with her arms full of groceries and she opened the door, stopping when she heard laughter and then heard her children suddenly let out loud sneezes. Having an idea as to what was going on, she looked into the living room and smiled.
The two children were caught in a case of the sneezes again and were falling over slowly onto the play blanket and Gaster would gently set them upright again. "You two are both cute and silly," he said to them, chuckling again as they let out a rather big sneeze and fell into his lap.
Sarah began laughing, catching Gaster's attention and he turned to her. "How was everything?" She asked him.
"It was fine," he said. "Although your son had a small case of gas earlier, but he's better now."
"Oh, good," she said and smiled at him. "Thanks for watching them, Gaster."
"You're welcome," he said and noticed the time. "You weren't gone long."
"Thankfully, it wasn't busy at the grocery store, so it didn't take long," Sarah said as she turned and was greeted by several ghostly hands and she gasped in surprise.
"Don't be alarmed. It's just me," Gaster reassured her and she let out a sigh of relief.
"I didn't know you could do that," she said.
"I hardly ever summon my extra hands, unless I'm really busy, or want to help you with the groceries while watching your little ones," he said, making her smile.
The children gave happy squeals when they saw Sarah and she picked them up. "Hello, my angels," she cooed. "Were you both good for Uncle Gaster?"
"They were," Gaster answered. "They're very well behaved. They even shared their toys."
She smiled at them. "Mommy's so proud of you two," she cooed, kissing her children's foreheads as they cuddled into her.
A few moments later after Gaster's extra hands brought in the groceries, both Sarah and the tall skeleton sat down and she held her son in her arms as she fed him. Gaster held the little girl in his arms and was feeding her. Sarah glanced over at him. "See? They love you," she said to him.
He chuckled. "Yes," he said. "You were right, Sarah. You were right."
I just had to do a sequel. :)
There will be another sequel to this one called "Heartbeats". I'll post it soon. :)
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