Artist: :devbluejay1995: In a freak accident, Gaster has unintentionally created a human soul. Fearing his creations demise and being used as one of the seven souls to break the barrier Gaster hides it away in his lab. Little does he know that by creating this small soul he has taken on a role that he did not expect from a accidental experiment. He becomes a protector, a creator, a defender, and most importantly... He becomes a father to the soul. At least he has some experience on that last one. Caring for two young skeleton children is hard, a human should be easy. Right? Genres: Family, Hurt/Comfort Warnings: [TEEN] Parent Death Pairings: GrillbyxGaster Status: In Progress

Home Grown chptr 11 by bluejay1995, literature

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Grillby had been at work when the foreboding presence passed through Snowdin. The atmosphere in the bar had been calm and relaxed, as it always was, but it quickly became tense and suffocating with fear when the feeling of a very powerful magic passed the establishment. Grillby had never felt such a magic before. It felt… dark; evil almost. No one moved as the, Grillby didn’t even know what to call this, thing passed, and once the immense pressure of magic was gone the fire monster raced to the daycare. The presence had to pass the daycare as it made its way from the bar and that terrified Grillby. Sans and Papyrus could be in da

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Gaster was tired, tired like never before, but he didn’t dare close his sockets. His human child, his daughter, lay resting against his chest, draped in one of his white lab coats he kept in his office. Her tiny fists balled against her chest while her legs would jerk every now and again in her sleep. Her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath she took. Every movement, every little twitch, she made Gaster found caught his attention and it kept him awake. Everything she did showed Gaster that she was alive and not… So long as he saw her moving, Gaster knew she would be alright. So if it meant he would go a few hours w

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A girl. It was a girl. Gaster had a little girl growing in the tank. If Gaster was to be completely honest at this point… he was floored! He had so many emotions going through him that he didn’t know which one to act on first! There was joy and wonder, as well as shock and terror that poked out more than the rest though. Gaster was overjoyed the moment he found out the human was a girl. He wasn’t even checking for gender when Gaster found out. He had been taking notes and walking past the tank when he caught out of the corner of his vision the child stretching it now slightly longer limbs. And well… Let’s j

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To say things were awkward would be putting it lightly, with how Gaster and Grillby acted around each other. The two barely spoke full sentences between them, or shared full eye contact, and when they were in the same room the temper would suddenly rise a few degrees. Gaster found himself stuttering when in the same space as the walking torch and the flames that made up Grillby’s head flickered wildly. It was obvious that something was bothering them, even to Sans and Papyrus who knew nothing of what happened between the two adults. At first Sans let his mind think it was just some weird adult stuff, his dad and other parent did a lot

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Though Gaster had no skin, he still could feel some remanence of temperature; to an extent. The weather had to either be extremely hot or cold for a skeleton to actually feel it, but sometimes a warm or cool feeling would come from deep in the soul. It was an anomaly among skeletons, feeling soul temperatures and wasn’t yet understood how it happened, and right now Gaster’s soul felt far colder than Snowdin would ever be. Though his soul was cool Gaster’s body was burning. The clashing of hot and icy temperatures was very annoying and slowly it brought Gaster back into the realm of reality. Blinking his sockets, Gaster foun

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“This won’t work.” Gaster said to himself as he read through a few new formulas. He had hoped one of these would be the code that would allow him to be able to create a human body, but sadly none of them worked. They all seemed sound enough to work, but when it came right down to it something was missing. “What won’t work?” a voice spoke out and it startled Gaster enough for him to accidently send his papers flying into the air with a startled cry. Turning to look behind him Gaster saw that the one who had given him the metaphorical heart attack was none other than Kit who looked a bit apologetic for start

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The castle of the king and queen honestly wasn’t what one would expect when you think of a castle. It was more of a home, both in appearance and structure, but it was far bigger than what most monsters lived in. Young children had taken to calling it the castle long ago and the name just stuck and now everyone just called it the castle. Gaster, though, truly felt that if there was more room in Home that the king and queen would have made a bigger living space for themselves. Seeing as both Boss monsters were much larger than most monsters and during his visits to the castle he’d seen both royals duck their heads when going through

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The early morning air was bitter cold as Gaster walked and it scratched at his face with the frozen water droplets that fell. Maybe the weather somehow knew where he was going and this was its way of scolding him. Gaster didn’t believe in such things honestly, but he also never believed it possible to creating a human soul so it was up for debate. One thing Gaster did believe in, though, was that if Grillby ever found out that he was not actually going to go see a doctor but to the lab he would be better off as dust. Gaster didn’t like lying to the flame monster, but the skeleton knew that no monster in any medical field would be

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The next thing Gaster knows as he regains consciousness is that he has someone poking and prodding his body and that he wants them, whoever it is, to stop. Their hands are cold to the touch and it sends shivers through his bones and that doesn’t make him feel any better. Slowly opening his eye socket, his right one for some reason wouldn’t open, Gaster is assaulted with a bright light from the ceiling above him. Using his arm to shield his vision he must have startled the monster next to him because the cold hands have left him finally. “Dr. Gaster!” a high pitched female voice shouts and it causes Gaster’s skul

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