After a couple of hours, the door leading to Papyrus' room opened. A sleepy Frisk emerged, rubbing her eyes. Papyrus smiled at the child. "Hello Frisk," he yelled. "I hope you slept well!"

The child nodded. "I slept pretty well," she muttered, still half-asleep. She walked downstairs. "So, what are you doing? I get that Sans is asleep."

"I am watching my favorite show," Papyrus said.

The TV played a show featuring Metatton. No sound came from the TV itself, but there were subtitles appeared at the bottom of the screen.

"With no sound?"

"Well yeah! I didn't want to wake anybody up," Papyrus explained.

"Mind if I join you," Frisk asked. "Or are you going to make me go back to sleep?"

Papyrus smiled. "Of course you can watch TV with me, Frisk!"

Frisk grinned and walked over to the couch.

"Just don't sit on the-," Papyrus began as soon as she started walking to the couch.

The warning came too late. Frisk sat down. Within the span of a few seconds, Gaster snapped his eye sockets open and quickly sat up. Frisk fell off the couch and stared at the man now sitting on the couch.

"...couch," Papyrus finished.

Gaster waved at the child. "Hello Frisk." He smiled awkwardly at the child.

Frisk's eyes widened and she stumbled back, afraid the man was going to hurt her.

"No, Frisk! Don't be scared. I won't hurt you," Gaster assured.

"A-are you that man I saw behind the grey door," Frisk asked warily.

Gaster nodded.

"Y-you scared me," Frisk muttered. "You s-smiled creepily a-and it looked like you were going to hurt me."

Gaster shook his head frantically. "No no! I was just shocked to see you there! Sorry for scaring you!"

Frisk sighed in relief. She held out her hand. "My name is Frisk, what's yours?"

Gaster smiled. He grabbed her hand and shook it. "My name is W.D. Gaster. Please just call me Gaster, however."

"Is there a hole in your hand," Frisk asked.

Gaster nodded. "Yeah… an experiment went wrong one day," Gaster explained. He chuckled. "I can be a klutz sometimes."

"And you're a skeleton," Frisk exclaimed.

"How perceptive of you, Frisk."

Frisk grinned. "Does that mean that you're related to Sans and Papyrus?"

"You bet he is," Papyrus exclaimed.

"I'm their father."

Frisk's grin widened even further. "Cool!" She gave the man a wary glance. "But why haven't I seen you outside of that room before?"

"I fell into the Core. Because of that, I was erased from the world. Thanks to Papyrus and Alphys, I'm back in this world," he explained.

"Well how did you fall?"

Gaster rubbed his head. "Can we skip this question? Don't you want to know something else? Perhaps what I did for a living before I fell?"

Frisk shrugged.

"I was the previous Royal Scientist. I created the Core and was studying the phenomena known as 'Determination'," Gaster explained.

"So how did you fall?"

"Can I please opt out of that question? Maybe I can tell you about Sans as a little kid," Gaster offered.

"How did you fall," Frisk asked smugly.

Papyrus seemed confused. "You told us earlier. Why can't you say why now?"

"Well, I didn't want to say why then either, but my apprentice needed to know at least. Maybe she could put in guard rails so it will not happen again."

"dad slipped on some nice cream," Sans explained. He was suddenly right beside his pet rock. Sans smiled at Frisk. "see, you didn't stab the rock. i knew you could do it."

Frisk began to laugh. "I was expecting a story filled with love or a tale about your experiments, but you just slipped on some Nice Cream!"

"This is why I didn't want to tell," Gaster exclaimed. He was blushing from embarrassment.

Sans shrugged. "how was i supposed to know that she would laugh? nobody laughed earlier. guess it didn't tickle their funny bones." Sans winked before walking over to the small group gathered around the couch.

"SANS," Papyrus yelled.

"what? do my puns rib you the wrong way?"

Papyrus screamed unintelligible things before glaring at Sans. "WHY?"

Gaster and Frisk began to laugh at the two brothers.

Sans winked. "heh, thank you. I know a skele-ton of these puns."

"AAAAAURRRGHHH," Papyrus screamed.

"I wish that things could be like this forever," Frisk muttered.

"THAT PUN WAS EVEN WORSE! IT SEEMED VERY FORCED," Papyrus exclaimed.

Gaster walked into the kitchen and gestured for Frisk to follow. She walked inside. Gaster grabbed her by her shoulders and stared into her eyes.

"Frisk, don't let her take control. Please Frisk," Gaster pleaded. "I don't want to see them die again."

Frisk nodded. "I'll try. I don't want them to die either." Gaster let go and turned his attention to the stove. Apparently, Papyrus was cooking spaghetti. He quickly disposed of the pasta and began to cook a different batch. Gaster turned his attention to Frisk for a moment.

"I say this because, I certainly wouldn't want to harm a child, especially one I would consider to be part of my family," Gaster said menacingly. An oppressive and frightening grey aura surrounded Frisk and Gaster.

Frisk took a step back.

"But, perhaps that won't happen." The aura disappeared. "You're a kind kid, Frisk. I am confident that you will be able to do the right thing." He stirred the pot of pasta. "Just, keep what I said in mind Frisk."

Frisk nodded her head. She now understood where Sans got his ability to terrify her at the drop of a hat.

Gaster pet Frisk's head. "Hey, go tell them that dinner is done," Gaster requested.

Frisk sped off, relieved to be away from Gaster, at least for a couple of minutes.

Gaster chuckled. "She's a good child." He carefully served the spaghetti, making sure that no sauce or noodles tried to leave the plate. "This is my first dinner after leaving that place." Gaster smiled. "I'm glad it was with family."

And done with this chapter! I think I've made my decision. Since the viewpoints of this story is Papyrus and Gaster, I can't really do much with Frisk/Chara or Sans. Because of this, I will create a sorta sequel type thing for this, so be sure to look out for it. It would make more sense that way. (Plus... I could begin to ship more. I didn't want to reference the second ship here, because honestly, I want to build it up. Maybe work on something outside my comfort zone(Not too far, mind you.)That and some people do not like Soriel)

Okay, it did a thing again. I've reposted this chapter for like the 3rd time! Hopefully, this is the last time I have to do this...

But, I do hope you liked this! I do like how I could end it with fluff! Thank you everyone who chose A, because honestly, I didn't have anything typed out for C.

Anyway, bye guys. See you at the next story. :D