A Day With Asgore (Swapfell!Gold) (Writing Request)

Hello people! Finally, I'm posting another piece of writing! This time I've written a request for this amazing person > https://aminoapps.programascracks.com/c/undertale-aus/page//squishy/Ed46_a3F4fwP05grxP0km0NmQar5XNDVVD

Anyways, I spent a while on this after procrastinating for AgES- I also have to make an announcement at the end of the story. I hope you guys enjoy!

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Asgore plopped down in his creaky rocking chair and chuckled silently. He was knitting a picture of his family standing a pile of wretched silver dust. If that wasn't crazy enough, one of his rooms had several pictures of his family swinging from the ceiling by strings. He didn't hate his family, though. In fact, he missed them to the point that it drove him insane. Sighing, he played a music box with the tune of his dead son Monster Kid's favorite song. The slow, sorrowful melody of the music box sang in Asgore's ears as his memories drifted off once again to his shattered family.

He wondered how Toriel was doing and tears welled up at the edges of his eyelids as he considered the number of poor children she had slaughtered- How many children HAD she killed now? His "imaginary friend" behind the large, purple door had told him there were six dead human children, but he was only imaginary... right? How could an imaginary voice be so sure of something like this? The room began to fill up with chaotic laughter as Asgore cackled maniacally, clenching tightly onto the handle of his chair. His children were dead. DEAD! Not to mention all the OTHER children that died!

The OTHER children that were brutally murdered, their souls having been ripped out of them! Asgore laughed so hard that tears fell from his eyes, pattering on the ground like silent raindrops. His life was horrible. Maybe he could bake a pie to get his mind off of it, or talk to his imaginary friend behind the door? Yes, yes... his imaginary friend liked sharing recipes with him and, in turn, he liked sharing food recipes with his friend- he hadn't shown his imaginary friend his monster dust pie recipe, though. That might be too disturbing for them. The way his emotions whipped back and forth was only one of the many indicators that he was going insane.

Mumbling, he walked up to the door. The only noise he could hear was the whistling howl of the wind as it soared by, ever so slightly disturbing the stillness of the pine needles that stuck out from the pine trees and occasionally blowing specks of sticky monster dust into the ruins. Suddenly, Asgore's voice boomed from behind the door, breaking the peaceful silence. "Hello?" Asgore shouted, his voice echoing through the halls. Nothing. He sighed- he deserved to be lonely, anyways. Not even an imaginary friend would want to talk to somebody as crazy and old as he was.

Since he was lonely, he might as well make something to eat or drink. Or write in his notebook. Asgore pulled out his notebook and skimmed over the previous pages. Not much was written in the thin white pages of the notebook, only the occasional scribble and a few pages with the text "NICE DAY TODAY" written all over them. For once, Asgore actually wrote down something that made sense- "I'm lonely". He, in fact, certainly was lonely. The other monsters in the Ruins were afraid of him, and his only real friends probably didn't exist.

Asgore sighed and trudged down the long hallway, slightly slumped over. He soon entered his home, breathing in the smell that his luscious golden flowers emitted. Thinking of golden flowers, he ed how much his children used to love the beautiful golden flowers. They would often play in the flowers and were especially fond of his golden flower tea. More memories of his children darted around in his head and he eventually decided he'd visit the huge pile of dolls near the entrance to the Ruins. As Asgore was trudging down the hallway, he heard a voice and the faint pattering of small feet on the ground.

"Oh, you caught me? You're gonna kill me now, aren't you?"

"..."

"You're sparing me? Boy, if you're sparing me, you must be confused. In this world, it's oppress or be oppressed. Kill or be killed," said a sorrowful voice.

Asgore slowly peeked around the corner and spotted a human child holding a plush toy- It didn't look like the child was talking, so who WAS? The voice didn't SOUND familiar to Asgore. Suddenly, the voice sounded again.

"I guess I should help you if you're SPARING me. Nobody's ever tried helping me before."

The voice was high pitched, as if it was coming from the plush itself. Maybe it was. As Asgore got lost on his thoughts, the child glanced in his direction and he slowly emerged from the shadows, waving.

The child looked at him and he hesitated before speaking. Finally, he wouldn't be lonely anymore, right? At least, that's what Asgore THOUGHT. After fiddling with his thumbs for a while, he finally spoke.

"Hello, child. You must be new to the Underground. Come, let me show you around the Ruins." After a few moments of awkward silence, Asgore said "You look a lot like my child."

At those words, a deep longing burned inside of Asgore's soul. A longing for his children- but wait! This child could replace them. He'd keep the child FOREVER, and he refused to let this child die like his other children.

The child would be HIS.

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Thanks for reading this- well, if you actually DID read it. Alright, alright, I'll get to the announcement already. I'll probably go on a hiatus soon and barely chat in chats at all for a while. Not now, though! Probably in a few days. This is only because I get distracted so easily and I need to work on writing. The good news is that I should have a few posts done by the time I'm back from my hiatus. The hiatus will last a week AT MOST, likely only a few days. Also, sorry if this sounds stupid. I'm typing this at 3:00 in the morning and I still have more to write lmao- Anyhow, thank you for your and have a good day/night!

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Word Count: 874 Words

Character Count: 4,922 Characters

Time Taken: Approximately 1 Hour & 30 Minutes (I was tired and still am TvT)

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