Pride and Prejudice a frans story.

Chapter 8 Mr. Gaster

Not soon frisk woke up, after having that terrible dream she swore she would never sleep again.
Although could it be true what Megan said, maybe Mr. Gaster was feeling torn apart, she then heard the sound of a door opening and people talking, frisk started getting dressed and she saw Megan looking at her, her hand was covering her mouth she was crying, frisk looked everywhere to see who it was, Megan just cried "what happened Megan?" frisk asked her "go see for yourself, I'm pretty sure you'll be happy about it" frisk went down the stairs and saw men in the house with horrible looking injuries in amongst them she saw Mr. Gaster, he had military
Clothing all full of blood, his arm was broken of course blood was full blood too, Mr. Gaster looked at her he smiled and waved at her, just like in her dream he looked sad about something desperate, willing to do anything to be with her, but it scared her think that horrible dream she had, had " Mr. Gaster are you alright?" Frisk asked him. Mr. Gaster looked at her, he lifted his arm and touched her cheeked and softly brought her close to him
" yes I think I'm going to be ok" he responded, frisk softly aided his arm and his injuries, she could finally see that Mr. Gaster wasn't ok, ever since the war started more men disappeared, but Mr. Gaster didn't tell her he was a soldier in war, maybe that is why he left for business he did look worried when he told her he had to leave, he also told her to be safe while he was gone what did he mean? "Frisk?" he asked, ''How are you?" Mr. Gaster said putting his hand down
"I am fine," Frisk said, "I took care of myself while you were gone. . . What were you doing in the military? You know you worried my dear," she said "I know but I didn't want to worry you I thought I could handle it by myself, here I thought the letters were sent but I guess they weren't, I wrote them for you" frisk took the letters they looked dirty full of blood one of the letters was all ripped and ragged up "thank you Mr. 'sans' what?" she asked "sans," Mr. Gaster said
"sans is my name" he then moved his hand off her cheek "yes ok sans." Frisk said softly "c'mon I'm pretty sure all you men are pretty hungry, she walked past them and served them chicken soup, she looked at all their injuries she shivered inside, well what she meant is that it was so horrifying to see someone like that Especially Mr. Gaster, well sans. She was a bit surprised that he let her call him his real name, plus frisk was pretty sure every single man in the kitchen were terrorized by the bombs and the happenings of war, she had heard that one of her grandparents went to war, and after coming back they were terrorized they thought that everything was in the war and that the bombs were still there, they swore, cursed, and yelled in front of everyone, nevertheless, she was a bit scared that Mr. Gaster will be that way, it will probably ruin their children, poor men if only she could do something else more than just serving them food and taking care of there injuries "frisk?" Megan said from the living room "yes?" Frisk asked "let me help you. . ." Megan responded, she started aiding the men and their injuries, Mr. and Mrs. Dreemurr were also helping by the time they knew it, it was sunrise all the men felt a bit better, especially Mr. Gaster he and his men were able to walk once again
"Mr. Gaster, how long have you been in the military?" Frisk asked him "well probably a few months, why are you asking?" he smiled drinking his water "it's because I miss you, Mr. Gaster ''. Frisk said, Mr. Gaster looked at her and smiled "I never thought you would say that Miss frisk" Mr. Gaster replied " you know Miss Frisk. I also missed you all day and night, I just wanted to see your beautiful face and smile, even if you are not that nice to me but. . . i remember when i first went to the military, i thought i would never come back for you so i did my best to survive for you Miss Frisk, i am also very sorry for getting my anger out on you, as a young boy i was thought not to do that especially to women''. . .frisk looked at Mr. Gaster for sometime "Mr. Gaster i have a question for you" frisk finally responded  "yes what is it?" he said " why do you love me?'" she asked "well when i first saw you i remember feeling a weird sensation like if it were putting me close to you i know you were like 10 when i saw you since i do remember being 15 at the time and you and megan were" 'no Mr. Gaster im asking you why you love me not the story'  frisk giggleed a bit  "oh i'm sorry i was caught
off guard sorry, so why i love so i just like how you smile and how you are even if you very grumpy, i love that about you Frisk, your mood and how you try to fix everything but. . .i have to fix that". He looked to the side and he moved his hand to her cheek once again
"it was you i always wanted Frisk ever since i saw you" he softly moved next to Frisk and kissed her on the cheek, Frisk didn't want him to be her husband but she didn't have a choice any longer "oh Mr. Gaster that is very nice of you, but if you excuse me i have to go with my sister, is that alright with you?" she asked shly knowing he would suspect she was trying to get away, "sure why not. . ." he replied, frisk swifted of to the bathroom, he had that much courage to kiss her that way, oh but it angered her like it she wanted to break him to pieces,
Honestly frisk always wondered why, why her, "Megan," frisk said in a cautious tone "you won't believe what happened!" Megan looked a little shocked " what is it sister?! 1" "Mr. Gaster kissed me!!!" frisk said "no way frisk he is very shy" Megan responded to her with a smile on her face "but you have to believe me, Megan, he did kiss me!" frisk said enraged. Megan looked at her for some time " you didn't like it did you?" Megan asked " well. . . I don't know anymore it just felt a little weird I guess..." "don't panic little sis it is not that bad you know it kinda feels good in a good way you know right?" Megan said softly while starting to brush frisks soft hair, "and well he was meaning good, not bad" she spoke again "I mean yes your right Megan" frisk said, "you know what else I wanted to tell you, Megan?" "what was it?" Megan asked "last night I had a dream and it was about Mr. gaster and I was thinking about how you told me that he might feel torn apart, isolated, and hated. . . by me, and well he was in the middle of a lot of songs and children's laughter but then he disappeared and a lot of spiders attacked me in my bed and I yelled for you and Mr. spade and nobody cared if I screamed or yelled for help, but then all came to the calmness of child's laughter and violins playing and there was Mr. Gaster again and then I woke up, megan" frisk said so scared, and stressed over the fact of rethinking and saying the dream was like being in a horror cinema " oh frisk you must've been very scared," megan said in an altered voice "I was" frisk said "but after having that dream and after seeing him all injured made me feel soft for him and see how much pressure he was in more than just worrying about me, he had to worry about the country more than he had to worry over me, I really was being selfish and I should be nicer to him even if I don't love him' then megan pulled her hair 'no frisk you must love him and I know you do because of what you just said stop being stubborn' "megan it is just I don't love him" 'yes you do! You want to know why frisk?' "yes I would like to know" 'because you're constantly thinking about him no matter what you're doing, your just afraid, that you will fail to be a wife, and your wrong because you will be a great wife and mother next to a respected agent who will love and loves you and who will be a great husband," Megan said "but what if-'no what if's frisk you love him and you know it' " I can't admit it Megan I feel like someone will judge me" ' actually frisk we are all happy for you you're gonna leave the nest and be free' " you think do you think I'll be happy?" 'Yes I think you will' "oh Megan it's just I'm not ready to be someone's wife and I think I won't be good enough you were right I'm scared I will fail!" So finally frisk knew why she had been so rude to him she wanted him away so she could not fail and be left in peace but it was him whom she loved she loved him so much she wanted to go up to him and tell him but she had been to mean to him that he wouldn't even believe it's true she had made a mistake she had failed to have true love and to keep him she was a coward and a fool she was wrong from the start.