Taking Care: Chapter 7: Reach for the Stars, Baby!

    "how did you-"

"OH DARLING, YOU REALLY THINK THAT I WOULDN'T KNOW SOMETHING AS BIG AS A HUMAN CHILD LIVING IN THE UNDERGROUND... BESIDES THE FACT THAT ALPHYS TOLD ME BEFORE YOU CAME HERE- BUT THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT~!"

Sans couldn't believe it as the humiod robot practically strutted over, bending down as the little child looked up at them with curiosity. They smiled and gave a loud squeak when Mettaton picked them up into his arms. Flashing his robotic teeth as he turned to his crowd as they all 'aw'd' and squeed when they saw the tiny human child.

"CUTE THINGS ARE SO IN WITH THE PEOPLE THESE DAYS! AM I RIGHT LITTLE ONE?"

"Cute! Cute!"

Sans couldn't believe it, he almost wanted to use his magic to tear Frisk from the robots arms. But he panicked, wondering how Frisk would react. He saw the smile on the kids face. Yet he blinked when he saw the Mettaton was not using Frisk to get attention, but rather leading the three of them away from the crowds. Waving for the two skeletons to follow as Papyrus practically sprinted in excitement, calling towards his brother to follow. The short skeleton hesitated... but moved in pursuit.

"SO, WHAT CAN METTATON DO FOR YOU THREE?"

    "we don't need your help, papyrus just wanted-"

"OH, BUT EVERYONE NEEDS METTATON'S HELP! I'M GUESSING THAT YOU'RE JUST GOING TO TELL ASGORE THAT THE KID STAYS."

Sans froze, seeing that Mettaton had managed to guess exactly what Sans planned to do. He robot turned, moving and putting Frisk to the ground as the child looked up at him with curiosity as he reached over and placed a hand on Sans' shoulder, seeing the skeleton's eye quickly flare up at this gesture. Of which, Mettaton quickly ignored.

"YOU REALLY THINK THAT HE'LL CHANGE HIS IDEALS JUST LIKE THAT? THAT THE FIRST SIX HUMAN SOULS DIDN'T MATTER AND THIS ONE SUDDENLY DOES?"

Sans felt his bones stiffen, he knew that Mettaton was right. And he hated the fact that he was right. What was Sans to do against Asgore, even if he believed to be strong enough... he still had six SOULs at his disposal. If Sans really did decide to fight the king, who's to say that Sans would be able to win. His eyes turned back to Frisk, seeing the little kid looking up at him. He just couldn't bare to see them hurt.

"THAT'S WHY YOU NEED MY HELP, DARLING! SEE METTATON HAS THE CROWD BEHIND HIM. IF I SAY THAT THIS CHILD IS TO LIVE IN THE UNDERGROUND. WELL, THE CROWD WILL FOLLOW SUIT~ AND IF THE CROWD BELIEVES THAT THEY DON'T NEED TO DESTROY HUMANITY ANYMORE TO SAVE THE LIFE OF THIS LITTLE ONE. WELL... I'M SURE ASGORE WILL FINALLY DO WHAT HE BELIEVES TO BE RIGHT."

    "and what if he doesn't? what if he still thinks taking frisk life will give the underground hope again?"

He tried not to raise his voice, but he could already hear it cracking. Feeling the a hand take his bony one as Sans looked down at Frisk. He almost didn't realize that he was crying, tears slipping down his cheeks as he took a shallow breath. He would do anything for the kid... he promised. He swore that he wouldn't.

"WELL, THEN WE'LL GO WITH PLAN B. AND I WILL BE BEHIND YOU ALL THE WAY... THERE'S NO WAY I WOULD ALLOW ANYTHING SO CUTE AND ADORABLE TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME SO EASILY. ISN'T THAT RIGHT FRISK?"

He poked the little kids chest as they promptly giggled and hugged the robot around the middle as the robot smiled softly. Looking over at Sans as the skeleton sighed. Finally agreeing to Mettaton's help as he promptly lifted the child up. Hugging them close as Frisk giggled.

"FABULOUS!!!"