This is a story of Muffet and Frisk living together due to events that have happened, compared to normally living with Toriel.

Before I began, I will like to repeat...

Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

But this story belongs to @RandomWritten and RandomWritten only.

P.S there is no ships here. This is like a parent-child relationship, not lovers.

--I--

Frisk climbed the web. This is a web that was not sticky, designated not for catching victims in traps but for simple manouvering, like Muffet usually did.

Speaking of the anthropomorphic spider, said person was leaning on the doorstep, fangs turning into a wide grin as she saw the child grin and jump forward and bearhugging Muffet...or at least attempting to do so, since the child was still young.

Muffet cackled an "Ahuhuhu~" before sending the child to their seat, bringing a hot tray of burgers and fries. The child grinned at them before hungrily chomping into the food, biting and tearing abnormally huge chunks. Usually, she would have preferred to give Frisk her pastries, but she had learned that humans must eat nutritious food to survive. Hence, she had approached Grillby a few times, to learn how to make the burger and fries, including a few other dishes. As she warmly watched the child ranevously devour the food, her grin faded for a second.

Frisk had went to them, crying and bleeding. It was in the middle of the night and Muffet's heart tore to see the child in such a state, bringing them into the house and for once, giving them full access to pastries. The monster food seems to have a positive effect on the kid as the food gave some mass and provided accelerated healing that quickly closed up the wounds. Why the child came here and stayed, Muffet didn't know. All she knew was that she had an additional responsibility of taking care of Frisk now. They had been living together for the past month or so, yet Frisk and her had never talked about that night.

This sequence happened at the speed of thought, and Muffet quickly masked her features, but not without Frisk noticing them first.

"Aunt Muff, what's wrong?" Frisk signed between bites. Muffet shook her head. But one thing she forgotten was that Frisk was determined. They egged her on and finally, Muffet asked the question partially out of frustration.

"Why did you appear at my door that night? What happened?" Frisk face turned pale as they looked away. Then at Muffet.

'I'll tell you what happened.'

--I--

Muffet tucked Frisk away into their bed. As Frisk evantually started snoring, Muffet sighed and pulled out a spider cigar; made of real spices.

She stepped out of the house and puffed the cigar, trying to keep her cool and not let the tears spring to her eyes.

In the starry night, all the monsters had been driven underground once again, all except Muffet who miraculously, had stayed at a practically invisible spot. Frisk...did not have the best parents; they didn't go running to Muffet because they tripped and fell.

Whatever this is, this revelation shocked Muffet. She was so busy renovating, she did not notice anything wrong.

Well, now. She was on the surface with Frisk, and was the only one who could keep the child safe. Unlike the legends, Frisk was weak, and kind, not stopping at anything to appease Muffet. Muffet and Frisk both knew that if Frisk decided to pull out the stick and start hitting with it, there will be nothing Muffet could do. Yet, Frisk held on, in spite of their injuries.

Muffet smiled as they heard a bleary yawn again. Frisk often had nightmares and needed someone with them. Muffet entered inside to help Frisk.

It was the least she could do.