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Gaster turned around and looked at me, sighed then unlocked the door.

"She's not worth it Toriel." Was all he said before he walked off.

I opened the door and saw a small girl sitting on one of the metal tables.

"Who are you?" She asked, her voice soft but hinted with venom.

"I'm Toriel, caretaker of the ruins, and you are?"

"Sky." She replyed quickly.

"It's nice to meet you Sky, would you like some butterscotch cinnamon pie?"

She sat there for a moment then looked back up at me.

"Okay, why not." A smile crept onto her face.

"Great, I will get you some right away as soon as it's out if the oven. Please, come join us upstairs."

"Who is us?"

"Well, there is another human. Their name is Frisk."

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