A/N: Mettaton is so FABULOUS~
And lol, what happens to Frisk happened to my aunts child before and she was a bit younger then Frisk, as she could walk at a younger age then her siblings XD

Mettaton felt a grin cover his face as he bounced into the mall, Frisk held securely in his arms. The small human looked around in awe at the large store and her face turned into one of amazement. Mettaton quickly turned behind him and shouted "Papyrus darling, do hurry up now!"

"I AM ALMOST THERE METTATON!" Papyrus shouted, before coming into the store with a large pretzel. Mettaton stared in shock before asking "Papyrus dear...what is that...thing your holding?"

"IT IS A LARGE PRETZEL METTATON! I HEARD THEY ARE VERY GOOD, AND I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, DESERVE NOTHING LESS!....PLUS I GOT THE SPAGHETTI FLAVORED KIND!" Papyrus exclaimed and Mettaton face-palmed, which caused Frisk to giggle. Mettaton the shrugged and both the robot and skeleton made their way towards the baby section of one of the stores labeled HORRORS AND FASHION! and they looked around. Mettaton gently set Frisk down on a bench and said "Now darling, we are going to make you the most FABULOUS dressed human ever!"

Both Mettaton and Papyrus then ran off, believing that they could find the cutest clothes possible for Frisk.

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Frisk giggled as her dark brown hair tickled her nose. Kicking her feet gently, Frisk scooted herself closer towards the edge of the bench. Mischief itsparking in her eyes, Frisk slide herself off the bench, using the frame to make sure she didn't hurt herself. She was currently seated by one of the doors that lead to any alleyway, and she stared at it, her tiny face full over wonder. Looking around, she didn't see Pap, or that pink man anywhere. She stood up in shaky legs, when a sudden noise caught her ears. Tilting her head, Frisk leaned on the bench, then wall for support, following the noise to the large grey door that lead to the outside world.

Pushing on the door, Frisk gave a surprised squeak as it opened with easy, causing her to fall in the alleyway, landing face first on the dirty ground. She then pushed herself up and didn't cry, determination flowing through her as the noise was now louder, and Frisk gently wobbled over to the noise, almost falling every five steps, however, she did fall twice.

Making her way to the end of the alleyway, Frisk gurgled at a man who was kneeling on the ground, water leaking from his eyes. This upset Frisk, who didn't like seeing people unhappy, and she quickly wobbled over to the man in a panic, her voice making random noises as she pulled the mans sleeve frantically.

"Daaabbba!! Jaaaa no gree!" She said in a panic, causing the crying man to look down in suprise. The man gave a slight grin, the cracks in his face stretching slight as he whispered "Hello there, young one. My name is Gaster...why are you out here all alone?"

"Taaaaaa!!" Frisk squealed, hugging this new man tightly. Gaster laughed and picked her up, smiling down at her.

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Gaster held the baby gently, once again wondering how this cute child had found herself in this alleyway. The child squealed once he stood up, taking her with him, and he slowly made his way into the store. It was hard, living in the void. Everyone forgot him, including his own sons. It was a depressing realization. Gaster was honestly surprised that this child could see him, seeing as not many could.

The child grinned and babbled as she hugged him and Gaster felt a blush cover his face. A frown, however, soon dawned his face as her shirt sleeve rode up her arm, revealing a nasty looking scar. The scar was a scarily dark red, the healed skin was jagged in shape, and it was puffed up, suggesting it had healed not long ago. Pushing her sleeves all the way up, Gaster hissed at the bruises and scraps that littered her skin. Rage filled him as his body shook, slowly melting as his rage caused him to briefly enter the void, and Gaster shook his head, bringing himself back to reality.

"Oh child..." He sighed, and rubbed her back gently, hoping he wasn't aggravating any wounds. Gaster shook his head and decided he was taking this child with him. No one would miss him, and whoever had this child didn't care for her, if the wounds covering her tiny body stated anything.

"I can care for you, if you don't mind." Gaster said, glancing down towards the child. She grinned and stated "Baaaa dab a!"

Chuckling, Gaster said "I'm taking that as a 'yes'..."

Holding her gently, but firm, as to make sure she didn't fall out of his arms, Gaster slowly walked put of the alley, heading towards his house. After a ten minute walk, Gaster entered his house, and smiled down at the child as she looked around in amazement.

"Oh oh oh!" She sighed and Gaster grinned, enjoying the child's innocent awe. Gaster sneered at her dirty and torn clothing and said gently "Lets get you out of those...clothes."

Tightening his grip on the child, Gaster made his way back towards his old baby room, the room he had set aside for when he sons were babies. Hesitating outside the door, Gaster didn't know if he could handle the memories that would assault him. The child gurgled and Gaster shook his head, thinking Just focus on her, and you'll be fine.

Holding his breath, Gaster entered the room and looked around, sadness falling over him as he stared around at his sons old toys. However, a small "ahh!" from the child caused him to look down and grin. She was stretching out of his hold towards one Papyrus's old toys. It was a windup tiny white dog that barked very loudly. His youngest use to kill him with that, chasing it around all the time.

"Would you like to play with the puppy?" Gaster asked, chuckling at her antics. Setting her down gently, Gaster hovered his hands behind her back, making sure she didn't fall over. Once sure she wouldn't fall, Gaster walked over to the dresser he had left in the room, full of Sans's and Papyrus's old baby clothing. After a minute of rummaging around in the old oak dresser, Gaster picked out a solid blue shirt and a green pair of shorts. Walking back over to the child, Gaster picked her up and said "Sorry I have only boy clothes...I wasn't expected such a pretty young girl to stop by."

Winking, Gaster smiled as the child screeched with laughter. Setting her on a changing mat, Gaster quickly changed her clothes, throwing the old ones away. He slipped on the shirt, a horrible anger filling him as more bruises, scars, and scraps filled his vision. How could someone do this to a baby?!

"Oh child..." Gaster sighed, stepping backwards slightly, when his foot stepped on a note. Tilting his head in confusion, Gaster picked up the note and read.