hacked title number 14

"That's cool. You can use the money to buy more parts," True winked at him. "By the way, you know a good comic shop?"

Shuni looked up at him, bewildered. "No one ever apologizes to me."

Sam shook his head. "No, not really. Paul might. He and dad go to some to get his action figures. I usually go to mechanics or local scrappers to get extra parts for my bot."

Gaster smiled a little. "Well, you did treat my son nicely, or at least he seems to think you're nice. You seem like a respectful enough lad, so I in turn will treat you with respect."

True shrugged. "Oh well. So can I help with this thing, or am I breaking it just with my ignorant gaze?"

Shuni smiled bashfully. "Thank you, mister."

Sam smiled. "Of course you can help. Dad's helping me with the computers, Ally helped with the armor plates, Paul wants to name it.... you could help me paint it if you want." Sam offered.

Gaster smiled. "Gaster. Dr. Gaster, although most just call me Gaster." Paul laughed as he played happily still with Bitty Kitty.

"Got any color scheme ideas?" True grinned. Now painting he could do!

"Do you fart and burp a lot?" Shuni asked curiously, meaning no offense.
Bitty Kitty swatted at Paul's fingers, catching them and chewing on them gently then releasing them to try and catch them again.

Sam shrugged. "No ideas as of now."

Gaster laughed a little at the strange question. "Uh, only as much as a normal person, Shuni."
Paul giggled more and played with his little friend.

"Permission to play around with some ideas?" True asked.

"Then why are you called Gas-ter?" Shuni asked, puzzled.
Bitty Kitty hopped off his lap and ran off, "hiding" from him behind a pillow, her tail a clear flag where she was.

Sam smiled and laughed. "Granted. I think spraypaint will work best on the metal though."

Gaster chuckled. "Because it's my last name. Dr. Willaim D. Gaster. Or Gaster for short."
Paul laughed and went after her, lightly poking the kitten's tail when he found her.

"Depends on the paint," True told him. "Got some paper and a pencil I could borrow to get started?"

Shuni squinted at him. "You look like a Will to me."
Bitty Kitty shot straight up in the air and ran in a couple of circles before pouncing on Paul's foot.

Sam nodded and fetched him the supplies, along with some colored pencils.

Gaster smiled. "Uh, thank you. If you want, I think you and the cats could live with us once we move to our new hose." Paul picked up Bitty Kitty and pet her, and gave his dad a surprised and happy smile. "Really? Shuni can stay with us if he wants?"

"Thanks," True said and settled down to work. "What colors do you hate?"

Shuni looked excited but nervous about the idea. "I can? But the cats might mess up a house. What if we do something that offends you?"

Sam shrugged. "I haven't really found many colors I hate, except that awful brown-green or puke green."

Gaster smiled. "I don't think that will be much of a problem." He assured Shuni.

"Same. What's the most common colors at these things?" True asked next as he drew a basic outline of the robot.

Shuni smiled shyly. "I'd like that, Mister Will. I'd like that very much."

"Usually black, grey, and red." Sam said. He tried to watch over True's shoulder.

Gaster smiled. "Please, just call me Gaster. Pretty well everyone else does. If you wish, we can visit you more often until we move and give you more to eat, or you could eat with us at our current home."

"Black, grey, and red," True mumbled, setting the colours aside. "Let's see what I can do... Paul name it yet?"

"We like to eat here. It's safe," Shuni murmured quietly as Bitty kitty rubbed against Paul's feet.

Sam shook his head. "No. He refused to name it until the robot is actually built."

Paul smiled and pet the kitten happily. Gaster smiled. "I can understand. Is there anything you want to make it more comfortable here?"

"Guess I won't be painting a name on it, then," True said, finishing up the outline.

Shuni shook his head. "We are okay. I found a broken couch and brought the cushions. They make a nice bed."

Sam tried to watch him design the coloring for it.

Gaster smiled some. "Clothes? Blankets?" He offered.

True glanced up and hid his drawing. "No peeking!"

Shuni shook his head. "These still fit and there's not many holes. If it's cold at night the cats sleep on me. They are warm."

Sam nodded and started putting his robot pieces back downstairs while True designed.

Gaster nodded, respecting what Shuni said he did and didn't need. He checked the time. "Oh dear. Paul, we need to be getting home. It's nearly bedtime." Paul sighed a bit and said byr to Shuni, the cats, and Bitty Kitty before he headed home with his dad.

Shuni waved bye while Bitty Kitty curled up with her mother.

After a short walk, Gaster carried a tired Paul through the door and went upstairs to help tuck his youngest son into bed.

True looked up from his drawing. "Have a good visit?"

Gaster nodded. "He is a good kid. I think he's always had a rough life, and the cats are his family. You know as well as I do how much he likes to exploit that for his gain. I offered Shuni to live with us after we move, along with the cats." He informed True after Paul was tucked into bed.

True dropped his gaze, nodding. "Yeah... I know." He glanced up at Gaster. "He's coming to live with us? Are you sure that's a good idea?"