Sooner or Later You're Gonna be Mine

Chapter 32: ........ (Part 1)

"Music lessons from Mr. Kitty?"

Frisk watched as Toriel nodded, a happy smile on her face as Asgore leaned toward his wife and kissed her on the side of her head. 

"That was a good idea, my dear.  Look at the little one's face," Asgore murmured lovingly, before giving Frisk a serious look behind his wife's back.  "She's about over the moon and back."

Almost on cue, Frisk exploded into a celebration of happiness, clapping her hands and jumping up and down, causing an even bigger smile to come over Toriel's face and a warmer expression to come over Asgore's.

It's just a waiting game at this point, Frisk told herself as she rushed over to Toriel and wrapped her arms around the goat lady's waist.  "Mommy is the best!"

Toriel bleated in delight while Asgore crossed his arms, looking at his wife, completely satisfied.  He leaned down and ruffled Frisk's hair. "Who knows, maybe you'll become a star like Mettaton."

Yeah, because who wouldn't want to be like that metal asshole?   Frisk thought, but once again nodded her head.  "You really think I could be, daddy?"

Before he opened his mouth, Toriel's smile dimmed a little bit.  "We'll see, my child, but don't forget that getting a full education is a very important thing as well.  Music is a very lovely thing, and having hobbies centered around that is very fine too, but you need to push your mind even further than that and learn more subjects like science, literature, and math, because when you get older you won't be limited in what you can do," Toriel explained, and for one second, one brief and calming second, Frisk saw the insanity that brightened her eyes fade a bit.

Frisk wanted to disagree with her, but she found herself agreeing with the goat monster. That was something her own mother had told her when Frisk's grades started to slip because she'd begun focusing all her energy on her singing and her relationship with Derek.  She wished she had listened to her mother back then. Maybe if she learned something more or had an interest in one of those subjects, she could have stayed in school, finished high school so that years later her parents wouldn't be working in that stupid factory to earn money so she could go to that finishing school and-

"Oh!  My child ...please don't look so sad.  You can be a musician, but I was only saying-"

Frisk shook her head.  "No, I'm fine! I'm just really tired.  Can I take a nap, please?"

Toriel grinned, relieved.  "Of course you may. I'll tuck you in in a minute."

Frisk watched as she turned to Asgore.  "So you won't know when you'll be back?"

Asgore shook his head.  "Might be there for thirty minutes or three hours.  Depends on what the human knows."

Toriel nodded, her eyes narrowing as a flash of something dark passed over her face and Frisk found herself taking a tiny step away from the monster.  "Call me as soon as you're done."

"Of course,"  he grinned as he turned his attention towards Frisk.  "Be good."

Fuck you,   Frisk thought as she smiled brightly at him.  "Yes, daddy. Bye-bye!"

"See my two favorite girls later," the male goat said with a smile, gave Toriel a kiss goodbye, and left, leaving Toriel and Frisk alone. 

"Well, let's get you to bed then for a nap, shall we?" 

The female goat grabbed her hand and led her to her room, tucked her in, and kissed her on the forehead.  "I'll be back in a little while to wake you up, my child." She said warmly.