Sweatheart, I'm a Mobster. {Mafia!Gaster!Sans x Reader} ||SLOW UPDATES||
-------------------------- The 3-year-old frisk cried, as you held them close, rubbing their back. "Kitten, who's this?" The skeleton asked. I growled. "Kitten? That's my sibling, Frisk!" ------------------------- I have seen none of this hot mobster mess of a skeleton. Why not make a hot mafia mess of a fanfic?