I finally drew full art!:D Thanks for waiting^-^

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I finally drew full art!:D Thanks for waiting^-^
An AU where Frisk is a sweet innocent child, and G takes care of them...
Frisk: "...uhm...Mr. G?"
G: *blows out a puff of smoke through his nosehole and teeth away from Frisk to face them*
G: "...ya need somethin' kid?"
Frisk: "...Can I ask you a question?"
G: "...'course...ask away."
G: *takes another drag while his gaze is rested someplace else, listening to the child's query*
Frisk: "...uhm...whats a black market??"
G's eyelight goes out, his facial features frozen as he slowly exhales and gradually turns his head towards the small child with his eyelight returning. He clears his non-existent throat choosing his words carefully...
G: "...uhh, kiddo...where'd you hear that word?"
Frisk: "I heard about it on the surface..."
G: "oh...kay then...well, don't think your really old enough to know what it is yet."
Frisk: *sighs*
G: *ruffles their hair*
G: "...sorry charlie, but I'm not about to risk gettin' the lady behind the door mad at me."
Frisk: "Okay..."
Frisk: *gasps like they just got an 'Ah-Hah!' moment*
G: "???"
Frisk: "Is it where you buy all of your clothes?!"
He has a split-second of confusion...before he bursts out laughing, practically wheezing at the unintentional joke
G: "thats...*gasp* heheh...*snrrk* not what...thohose arharharhare...heheheheheh!!"
Frisk: *looks frustrated and even more confused with him laughing at their legitimate question!*
G: "huuuuh...haaa... christstst..."
He looks at them, but something in his gaze has changed...something different, something he hadn't felt in a long time...something... HOPEfull...He gently rests his hand on their head...The childs mood has shifted, sensing something important about to happen...as they both grasp the moment between the two of them...
G: "y'know what?...maybe that prophecy wasn't a dud...maybe...you really are an angel..."
3 types of Frisk.
:^) This is actually the first time I draw Mettaton but I’ll probs draw more of this sexy machine in the future!
*gently gives a child and quietly leaves*
Frisk takes the baby carefully, and watches sadly as the person who handed it to them left. They didn’t run after them, they didn’t protest, they just cuddled the child and hoped that they wouldn’t… They wouldn’t turn out like their own Mother and Father.
Hex furrowed her brows curiously as she looked the stranger over, was this the person she'd been hired to find? They didn't seem all too important but if they were what she came here for they must be, besides, she was payed for results not questioning the client. The woman slowly stepped out of the shadows, tailing the figure before speaking up "You seem to be a little lost friend? Mind telling me where you're headed?" she said, her sharp green eyes glowing faintly. (Hope this is decent? ^_^")
Frisk was walking through Waterfall, the young human child on her 12th reset. It had been a lot of resets, and the brunette child felt guilty…
But she had to save him. She would find a way.
Frisk was deep in thought as she walked past the familiar echo flowers, knowing what each one would say off by heart. But the human then heard a new voice echo down the hall, a unfamiliar one. She could feel a presence close to her.
Turning to face the voice, Frisk was met by a tall female spider monster. She had known of Muffet from previous files… but this humanoid spider was new to her.
That was a good sign, maybe Frisk was finally getting somewhere?
Doubt it, Chara hissed cruelly in her head with a laugh. Frisk blanked out the other child’s cackles, opting to ignore the dark thoughts from them.
“Um, hello?” Frisk stuttered out, wary of the intimidating monster. But if she could befriend Undyne, surely she could befriend anyone? “I’m fine, uh… thanks.”
Frisk gave the monster a kind smile, “I’m off to Hotland, miss…?”
((Don’t worry, this is a great starter, I’m sort of rolling with it though so lets see where this heads haha c:))