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I was starving and felt like drawing something wholesome and distracting and here we are.
Ramadan can be really tiring but I still enjoy it a lot honestly. I slept till pretty late today, I love the weekends.

I really find Gaster good dad scenarios comforting and that's how he was in my au as well, an amazing father although very busy and not so responsible when it comes to his own body and mental health, for the sake of his sons.
I wrote little story down here that I might turn into a comic later.

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It was a long day at the lab, after centuries of raising his always smiling son, he now had another one. He looked so much like his deceased wife, he couldn't tell if it was a good thing or not, maybe he shouldn't have shown sans the old photo album.

Gaster takes off his coat and hangs it near the entrance.
Holding papyrus, he plops on the soft brown sofa and sighs.
"it was a long day, wasn't it sans?
Are you happy about having a younger brother?"
He says opening one eye and smiling at the short skeleton, "what are you doing son?" he asked, turning his head. "oh."

Sans used his magic, grabbing a book from the top shelf which he could not reach without; he was only a couple of centuries old, still a mere child by monster standards and still full of childlike wonder.

But he was more responsible and more mature than any kid Wing Ding had ever seen; well, Sans was his son after all. Even if not related by blood, he was born to be his son.

"pops, can ya read me this?"
Said the young skeleton, handing his father a book.

Gaster grabbed the book and took a glance, "basics of quantum physics?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, don't think I can pronounce half the words inside; but you already know these and it's been a while since you've Read anything for me."

WD patted his son's head and smiled. "you don't need to monolog a reason sans." he grabbed a cushion from the sofa and placed it on his legs. "come, lay on my lap." he said with a smile. "like when you were younger."

Sans' eyes shined with happiness as he sat on the sofa, doing as his father said.

He closes his eyes and listened to him talk; Sans always enjoyed science in any form, it made him feel closer to his dad. A
fter all he has heard, the others telling him he wasn't loved by the royal scientist, that he was just a experiment, seeing how happy it made gaster when he saw sans invested in anything science related made him forget all about the seeping insecurities in his soul.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"will you stop paying attention to me, now That you have papy to take care of?" He asked within a yawn, rubbing his eye sockets.

"what?! Of course not sans! what in the name of asgore gave you that idea?"

Sans shrugged it off, playing it off as not being a important topic to him, even though it really was.
"Asgore and Toriel talk about how detached and tired you got when raising me, spending almost all your time taking care of me or being at work.
So I just thought the same could happen with me."

Gaster shook his head, "of course not sans, it had been a while since I raised a child so if was new to me again.
And I didn't have much help, except for Toriel, of course.
And.... You were a special case,..."

He laughed with himself, remembering all the times sans has decided to use him as a toy and swang him across the room; even though it hurt a lot then, now it was a silly memory he cherished more than anything.

"Now I have you to help me take care of your brother, so don't worry sans, I won't become distant, I promise." The royal scientist said with outmost honesty.
"And if I ever do become isolated in my void, I will always be there for you sans; you're my son, and you will always be my son. Okay?"

Silence was his response, he looked down and chuckled as he saw the young skeleton fast sleep; he sighed and leaned his head back as he closed his eyes, drifting off into a dream as well.
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Undertale ©Toby fox
Shards au© me

Description
I was starving and felt like drawing something wholesome and distracting and here we are.
Ramadan can be really tiring but I still enjoy it a lot honestly. I slept till pretty late today, I love the weekends.

I really find Gaster good dad scenarios comforting and that's how he was in my au as well, an amazing father although very busy and not so responsible when it comes to his own body and mental health, for the sake of his sons.
I wrote little story down here that I might turn into a comic later.

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It was a long day at the lab, after centuries of raising his always smiling son, he now had another one. He looked so much like his deceased wife, he couldn't tell if it was a good thing or not, maybe he shouldn't have shown sans the old photo album.

Gaster takes off his coat and hangs it near the entrance.
Holding papyrus, he plops on the soft brown sofa and sighs.
"it was a long day, wasn't it sans?
Are you happy about having a younger brother?"
He says opening one eye and smiling at the short skeleton, "what are you doing son?" he asked, turning his head. "oh."

Sans used his magic, grabbing a book from the top shelf which he could not reach without; he was only a couple of centuries old, still a mere child by monster standards and still full of childlike wonder.

But he was more responsible and more mature than any kid Wing Ding had ever seen; well, Sans was his son after all. Even if not related by blood, he was born to be his son.

"pops, can ya read me this?"
Said the young skeleton, handing his father a book.

Gaster grabbed the book and took a glance, "basics of quantum physics?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, don't think I can pronounce half the words inside; but you already know these and it's been a while since you've Read anything for me."

WD patted his son's head and smiled. "you don't need to monolog a reason sans." he grabbed a cushion from the sofa and placed it on his legs. "come, lay on my lap." he said with a smile. "like when you were younger."

Sans' eyes shined with happiness as he sat on the sofa, doing as his father said.

He closes his eyes and listened to him talk; Sans always enjoyed science in any form, it made him feel closer to his dad. A
fter all he has heard, the others telling him he wasn't loved by the royal scientist, that he was just a experiment, seeing how happy it made gaster when he saw sans invested in anything science related made him forget all about the seeping insecurities in his soul.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"will you stop paying attention to me, now That you have papy to take care of?" He asked within a yawn, rubbing his eye sockets.

"what?! Of course not sans! what in the name of asgore gave you that idea?"

Sans shrugged it off, playing it off as not being a important topic to him, even though it really was.
"Asgore and Toriel talk about how detached and tired you got when raising me, spending almost all your time taking care of me or being at work.
So I just thought the same could happen with me."

Gaster shook his head, "of course not sans, it had been a while since I raised a child so if was new to me again.
And I didn't have much help, except for Toriel, of course.
And.... You were a special case,..."

He laughed with himself, remembering all the times sans has decided to use him as a toy and swang him across the room; even though it hurt a lot then, now it was a silly memory he cherished more than anything.

"Now I have you to help me take care of your brother, so don't worry sans, I won't become distant, I promise." The royal scientist said with outmost honesty.
"And if I ever do become isolated in my void, I will always be there for you sans; you're my son, and you will always be my son. Okay?"

Silence was his response, he looked down and chuckled as he saw the young skeleton fast sleep; he sighed and leaned his head back as he closed his eyes, drifting off into a dream as well.
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Undertale ©Toby fox
Shards au© me