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Juliette was here for on the first day of the job. She was excited to start as a lab assistant! The blonde girl was dressed in modest clothing and got to the lab, her hair pulled back. Entering the lab, Juliette waved her hand to the empty and nodded when she heard him. “Of course, thank you so much for accepting me for this job!” She told him happily, looking at the different glasses. There was one that caught her attention. Walking over to it, Juliette leaned over to stare at the pretty colour. Though, she sneezed, moving her hand up and knocking over the glass! A panicked look on her face came on when Hugo entered the room, stepping back from the broken glass. Her eyes started to water, “I’m so sorry!” She apologized immediately, “I sneezed and-and I bumped into it!”

((I always thought Mettaton was female! They were always screaming pure Girl Boss whenever I would play the game!)) "Of course we can get some Nice Cream, Asriel." Asgore grinned, looking down at his son with a loving look on his face. Asgore watched Asriel approach the lovely human employee, and the three of them met up together in the middle. "Yes, please, all the help is greatly appreciated. It was so sudden, we couldn't bring her out or else we'd be breaking the law!" He chortled out in his deep voice, placing a paw on his chest. "She's about the size of a year old child, but she's pretty thin, she could probably fit in still those car seat carriers that click in and out, but she'd hate that, so we'll just go for a regular car seat. My girl would appreciate simple colours for the car seat." Asgore explained to the employee, looking at the display of car seats. "We'd need one that would be both the backward facing and frontward facing. I do not think she is heavy enough or big enough even to be able to be facing forward." Asgore would remember poking his eyes in cars that he would be stopped beside, and seeing the infants rear-facing. They were all still the size of what Frisk was, or even a tad bigger. Frisk was always a smaller one, she was normally behind physically from all her human peers. Though, her smarts would fill in that gap. That girl could spit out anything without a second thought! She held too much information in that head of her's, that not even Asgore understood where she was figuring all of this stuff out. "What about this one? What does this do?" Asgore questioned, placing his paws on one. It was a simple black and soft yellow, but the cool part was that with a click of a button, it would turn 90 degrees and face outwards. "My, this looks complicated but simple...is this just to help with installation to the child?" Asgore questioned, tilting his head to the side. "No...seems too complicated...we just need a simple one." Asgore shook his head, moving on to the next carseat and looking at all the ones that would catch his attention. He then turned over to Asriel, looking down at his precious son. "What do you think, Asriel? Your mom and I, heck, even you, would need an easy one to buckle her in. One that Frisk wouldn't mind the colours either." Letting his son help choose the seat was important. Frisk might start needing more time and attention, so Asgore knew now was the time to continue making sure Asriel knew he was loved and wanted. Asriel was going to have his own regression challenges, but, each child would need something from both him and Toriel. ------ "I would like dance class mom," Frisk expressed, her eyes on the screen without a second thought as Toriel would speak to Frisk. During the underground, Frisk had actually found herself wearing a ballerina tutu and some dancers shoes. They were a little bit on her, but she loved the feeling of her agility when she was facing other monsters. Peacefully, of course. Frisk's attention went to the children's show with Mettaton, leaning back against Toriel with her eyes wide and her entire body pretty much going limp. Her mind was off of the fact that she was now small, and now going to have less control over bodily functions, or the thought that she would be needing more of a routine including to sleep and eat. She wasn't a big girl that could choose to hold it in or hold off a meal until she was truly hungry. Her body was going to start to expect a firm schedule...and it was going to be a pain to deal with to even begin with. "How long do you think the other two will take?" Frisk questioned Toriel as the show went onto a commercial break, looking up at her mom. "They're not going to take long, right?"

"I will make sure the decisions are all well thought of, Toriel. I'm sure there will be some on sale too. it is nice to know that humans have some of the same things like we do. Our gold will certainly translate to something much higher and more expensive. Asgore was glad for Frisk and Asriel to still have an appetite, finishing up his spaghetti and not noticing his son having more trouble with using the fork and his coordination to his mouth until Asgore noticed the large mess Asriel made on his paws and around his mouth, letting out a hearty chuckle. "My goodness Asriel, look at you! You have such a messy face and paws. We'll have to clean you up first before we head off to the store. They'll think you had too much candy or something!" Asgore picked up the little goat and brought him to the kitchen sink, washing his hands and face and any leftover sauce on his sweater as well. Asgore was gentle and careful, making sure Asriel didn't loose his balance as well on the kitchen counter. Once that was done, Asgore cleaned up his own face and helped Asriel down from the counter. "We shouldn't take too long, darling." Asgore told her. "Maybe thirty minutes tops. The drive to the baby store doesn't take too long, and picking out one with a worker there won't take too long." Asgore explained, grabbing his wallet and keys. Several days ago, Asgore had changed his money from coins to dollars, making it much easier for them to use instead of awkwardly trying to pay for it all in gold. In his wallet, Asgore had roughly a thousand dollars in there! They would have to go to the bank soon and need to use a debit card...it caused less risk for them to have their money stolen, even for such a cute, sweet town. "We'll be back!" Asgore called out from the entrance after the two put on their shoes, getting Asriel into the car and himself in the drivers seat, and off they went. ------- "It is really delicious, mom! Thank you, Asgore." Frisk smiled and looked up at Toriel, listening to her parent's conversation. She wasn't too behind to know what they were spelling out, but didn't say much to stress Asriel out. Frisk would sometimes feed herself, until she was finished and her stomach was telling her enough was enough. Frisk rubbed her eyes and squirmed around as her face, hands and sweater was wiped down. The little one hated the thought though that she would have to use a baby seat in the car when they would have to go out! Frisk had to use it when they went shopping today, which made it worse...she would have to face some familiar faces she already knew like the Skelebros, Napstablook...maybe even Mettaton! It was embarrassing enough as it was. As the boys left, Toriel gave Frisk a suggestion to do as they waited for them to come back. it was understandable, and Frisk wasn't much in the mood for waiting. "Yeah, let's watch tv! I want to watch Mettaton!" Frisk told her, clapping her hands together. "I wanna see what she's up to above ground. Even if she did try to take my soul while in the underground, I loved participating in the shows sometimes when they weren't dangerous!" came her giggle. It did not take very long until the two of them were sitting at the couch with a towel under Frisk, watching Toriel click through the channels and the child now waiting for a show to be chosen. --- As the two men of the family began to drive, Asgore looked at the rearview mirror with a smile on his face. "Ready to pick out the seat kiddo? We're gonna have to ask an assistant to make sure we choose the right choice." He reminded Asriel, but it also helped with Asgore remembering. The drive was about five minutes long, the kind og the underground parking steadily and turning off the car engine. It was still daylight, and as the weather was turning more into a summery weather, by the time all of them finally went shopping, the sun would still be out. Asgore opened Asriel's side of the car, helping him hop out and taking his hand to avoid any accidents. "Alright, let's get going!" Asgore cheered, trying to make this as positive as he could. Once they entered, Asgore crouched down to Asriel, whispering to him. "Would you be okay with helping your old man find a worker to help us out?" Asgore asked him, winking. "If you do a great job, maybe I can convince your mom that we should have ice cream before bedtime." He whispered, bringing up his pinkie. "I promise I will try. If not, tomorrow we'll have ice cream for sure my son."

Frisk shook her head still in disbelief in what was happening. She really couldn't believe she was turned into a small baby! Why couldn't she at least been turned into maybe a five or six year old, where she still had control over her body and more strength at least...but it seemed impossible for at least people to do that. Her mind was still intact, and able to speak and comprehend what was going on. Though, she wasn't sure if her body would listen to her exactly like bladder and bowel movements, as well with needing naps in the day for using so much energy. Frisk stared at herself in the mirror. Her sweater could be a blanket practically! --------- "Yes, my child. You're not a bad brother, and it's okay to get distracted by things that excite us. It's normal, but we have to learn when it's okay to get distracted by them and when it is not okay to do so. It all depends on it, really. But let's go find your sister." Asgore picked up his son and began to look around, When they arrived to the family room and Frisk was small, Asgore's jaw dropped. He remembered how small Asriel was too when he was first born and grew into the big boy he is, but how he wished that time never passed by too quickly like it did. "The spell did do this, you're right, Asriel." Asgore rubbed his back, "But let's go eat anyway." --- Once the family was settled at the dinner table and Asgore had served them all (except for Frisk, because he forgot what portions would fit her stomach) he sat down at the table and began to eat. Asgore nodded to Toriel's comment about getting the necessities. "We're gonna need to also buy a portable crib and a car seat for Frisk. She's too little to be in her booster seat now, and she'll need to be rear-facing." He pointed out. Even for such a short time up above, it didn't take long for the adult monsters to adjust to cars and understand what is needed when they have children on board with it. "I'm not sure what else we would need other than clothes and other stuff." Asgore tried not to mention diapers. Now that Frisk was a 'big' girl, it would be embarrassing and certainly make her upset to know that her bladder control was suddenly gone and much harder to keep herself potty trained. Asgore began to eat his food, after getting Asriel plenty of cheese on his spaghetti and giving him juice. Normally, to save on the juice, Asgore mixed it with water. It was also a lot less sugar for the kiddos. Though...now that he thought about it...maybe just water would be good and several hours before bedtime to avoid having an accident at night. "I think we'll need to get some other things too."Asgore looked at Toriel before gently motioning his head towards Asriel to make it hard to understand. "Some P-U-L-LU-P-S for night time." He added, giving himself a fork full of spaghetti and gobbling it down. -- Frisk opened her mouth greedily as the spaghetti came into her view, taking in the small forkful and only the tip. It was hard to take in the entire fork, she would need smaller cutlery to control herself. Frisk didn't fight Toriel at all about being fed, chewing on the spaghetti and taking in more and more after each bite. She tried not to make a mess, but her coordination was a little off now as well, getting some sauce around her mouth and dripping on her sweater. Frisk ate about half of her portion as she shook her head and pushed the fork away once it was offered to her. "I'm done mom." Frisk nodded, looking at her other family as they finished up. "Can we go please?" -- Asgore finished up his own supper, standing up and placing his plate in the sink. "Toriel, how about I go with Asriel to the store first to get the car seat. They told me that we can get fined if a child is not in the right seat." Asgore warned her, looking as Asriel. "Hm, Azzy? How about you and your old man go to the store together quickly and help him get things ready for Frisk before we go shopping?" Asgore looked at Toriel as he grabbed the car keys. "It should be much faster, and I need your help not only choosing a safe seat, but also a pretty seat for your sister."

"Thanks mom!" Frisk grinned when she didn't have to put her clothes away and off she went with Asriel. Her room beside her brother's, it was pretty plain other than the tutu that she found underground and wore it. There were toys and such, but it was more for a younger child than somebody at Frisk's age. They would become useful to Frisk though in the near future, thankfully. As the two siblings played together, Frisk clicked different buttons and controlled her sim. "Yeah, their language is weird. Beep boop bop!" She giggled, trying to imitate their language. It was quite funny! Her sim went to work, hung out with friends, and decorated her house! It was about half an hour until she went to the washroom, and was gone for more than 10 minutes. Frisk was obviously freaking out, waddling back and forth in the washroom, hitting the door, screaming. Why hadn't Asriel realized she was gone?! That darn game! Frisk couldn't blame him though, it was a fun game! If she could she would be playing it all day, but Asgore had set some limitations on them for only two hours a day. They didn't need to be on the electronics all day. Now that they had a large backyard, a pool, new books and toys, they didn't need some simulation game! Frisk as more than relieved to hear Toriel's voice, stepping back and letting the goat to unlock the door and open it. Frisk held her arms out when the door opened, pulled into Toriel's hold and taking in her scent again and trying to calm down. It was quite the scary experience! Frisk's eyes widened when Toriel told her how small she was, freaking out some more. "Wh-what?!" Frisk squealed out, shaking her head. "I'm not a little-" Frisk was able to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror before Toriel scurried out, seeing her little. Although her body was at the age of a year old child, she was small enough to fit in ten month clothing. Her sweater was warped around her and would probably drown her if she went underneath it. How did a spell affect her so quickly? She thought she was going to be avoided! Bounced and her hair stroked, Frisk nodded to Toriel's assurance. "I-I'm okay mama. I undersand." There was a lisp and some struggle to speak, having some teeth but not all. It was only the beginning though, and there would be changes to her bodily functions and some behaviours, but she would always be able to communicate with those around her. -- "I'll make sure to add one of those cheeses, hun. If we have lots of leftovers I'll give them to the brothers." Asgore chuckled. He saved some plain noodles instead of mixing it with the tomato sauce. Frisk liked it plain sometimes, even if it was strange and didn't have much of a taste. She explained how she liked how it felt, though. Asgore was almost done making supper when he heard Frisk's calls, turning the stove off and putting it off the hot burner in search for their daughter, explaining to Toriel about his worry. "In the study playing the game, got it. I think the kiddos just got into a small fight honestly. Kids will be kids!" He chuckled warmly, before heading there. His eyes widened with some panic when she wasn't there and it was just Asriel. "Oh no no buddy.. I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry..." Asgore apologized, walking over to rub his son's back. "You're not a bad brother at all my child. You just got excited over the game and I understand that. You are a great brother, okay? Let's go find your sister." Asgore smiled, turning off the computer (it probably didn't save, but he was sure the kids wouldn't care anyway, they didn't know how to do much anyway.) and wandering the house calling for Frisk's name. "If you need to go potty just tell me darling. Let's see which potty she went-" That was when Toriel was calling for them, rushing over and expecting the worse. Except, it wasn't the worst. The two bumped into each other in the family room, his jaw dropping when he saw tiny Frisk in her arms. "Oh my...you really did turn small!" Asgore covered his mouth with a paw, still holding Asriel in his other arm. "Guess we'll need to get new clothes and such for Frisk then.." He chuckled, shaking his head. "After supper though.." He was trying to stay calm to not freak out the two children. "Because who is hungry for some spaghetti and meatballs?" He asked, giving Asriel a kiss on the cheek. "That will make everybody feel better before we go ahead and do some errands. Or maybe we do some errands tomorrow, it is getting late too." Asgore led the family into the dining room, placing Asriel down in his seat and going towards the kitchen. It was nice that the two rooms were connected and open concept. He still decided to give portions to the two children, especially Asriel so he wouldn't get an upset stomach from the human food. "Do you want cheese on yours. Azzy?" Asgore asked him, getting him a small bowl. "And do you want juice or milk?" After hearing his son's requests, Asgore got him all that he needed and placed the bowl and cup in front of him, setting down a fork and spoon. "Tori, I think you should serve Frisk. I'm not sure how much she can eat now, dad's are always forgetting portions." He chuckled. "But I'll serve you my dear wife."

“It’s...not...?” Frisk asked her, looking up at Toriel as she sat down beside her and rubbed her back, wiping her nose with her sleeve and continuing to listen to Toriel, leaning against her and having shivers be sent down her back every time she ran her paw through her hair, the nails tickling at her scalp. Being pulled into a hug, Frisk wrapped her arms around Toriel as best as she could, laying her head on her mom’s shoulder and taking in a deep sigh, before taking in Toriel’s scent. She smelled of cinnamon and butterscotch. How soothing it was for her, she could never be like this with her old family. Frisk nuzzled her face into Toriel's neck and stayed there for several moments, embracing the warmth of her adopted mother. "I love you guys too, mom. You guys are the best thing to happen to me too, I dunno what I would be doing if I didn't go up the mountain to save you guys..." Frisk added, before pulling back from the hug to look at Toriel, getting comfortable once again on the couch and giving a soft giggle as Toriel booped her nose. It soothed her knowing that if something happened to her parents, she would still be taken care of with her brother. She looked back at the tv to watch Alphys finish speaking, following after the reptile and making a peace sign back to her. "You're doing great Alphys!" She grinned, clapping her hands only to turn her head when Asgore and Asriel came back, nodding and hopping off the couch. "I want to do the Sims 4 game!" She answered, taking Asriel's hand and taking him to the study where the computer was. Frisk pushed another chair beside it to let Asriel on, getting on her own and turning on the computer. "I don't know a lot about Sims 4, Azzy. You gotta remember that I didn't use the computer a lot either.." She stated. It was after some playing that Frisk passed Asriel the mouse. "I gotta use the potty, I'll be back." Leaving the study room, Frisk headed to the nearby washroom and opened the door and closing it after, turning on the light and doing what was needed. It took her some time though, since she had to pee and poop. She wasn't paying attention when all of a sudden she looked down and the toilet was much...higher than it was. Weird. She shook her head and slid off, looking up at the toilet and couldn't reach the tap to flush it. Not only that, but her sweater was suddenly longer! What was happening? The spell took effect on Frisk, though only physically at the moment. She was at the size of a small 1 year old, before running to try to see herself in the mirror. Not that either, she couldn't see! The door was also closed and locked. "Mom! Azzy! Asgore!" Frisk screamed, banging on the door. "I''m stuck! I'm stuck! Help!" She cried out, unable to reach the doorknob. ------ "Of course Asriel. Papa will always help." Asgore smiled warmly and hugged his son back, giving him a kiss on the cheek and watching him go. Grabbing everything else, Asgore tossed the clothes in the hamper and threw away the wipes, entering the living room where only Toriel was, the kids were gone playing the sims. "What was Frisk talking about with you? I heard some things but couldn't make it out too well." He explained to her, giving Toriel a kiss on the cheek. After hearing what Toriel explained, Asgore sighed and shook his head sadly. "That child has no need to feel guilty. At least she has us now. I'm going to go cook supper. I'll just make something simple like spaghetti. I'm sure Asriel would enjoy it." He chuckled, leaving his wife and beginning to cook in the kitchen. Asgore hummed to himself and admired how nice the backyard was. He was going to get the kids to do some gardening of flowers the next weekend once he was back from work. He'd surely love that bonding time with them. The table was set for the four of them, before hearing some screaming from Frisk, the king went to find Toriel with a worried look on his face. "Where's Frisk? Azzy? Is Frisk with you?" Asgore called out to his son in worry, going to the study where he heard Asriel. "Where's Frisk buddy? You two didn't get into a little kerfuffle right?"

Frisk’s home life wasn’t the best, which caused her to climb Mount Ebott and fall down accidentally. She refused to say anything what happened. Though, she wished sometimes she lived her life with this family and forget about her old one. Though, it all happened for a reason. She was glad to have Toriel, Asriel and Asgore. It had been a week since they moved up, and Frisk did adjust to the human food easily and well of course. Frisk looked down at her hands and listened to Toriel explain what’s happening on the news. There was a look of guilt on her face, allowing her hair to fall into her eyes. “Did...did I do that, mom?” Frisk asked. “Is it my fault that the barrier I helped break made a spell?” She clearly looked distressed, pointing her toes inwards. She looked up to watch the tv and focused on Alphys explaining it some more. Once Asgore and Asriel left, Frisk looked at Toriel and pulled her knees up on the couch, watching her mom fold the clothes. “I’ll help you guys with Asriel if he got affected by it mom. I’ll be a good big sister.” She offered, playing with the sleeves of her sweater. “Will you and Asgore be okay if you get hit? Will you get hit?” — “asriel!” Asgore roared back when Asriel called his name, giving his son a kiss on the forehead. It was soon they were in his bedroom and getting a fresh pair of clothes. “It’s okay my child.” Asgore sat on his knees and wiped any tears that were forming. “It’s good that you relieved yourself though, you were holding in quite a bit!” He gently punched his son’s cheek “everybody has accidents, son. You’re right. When you were in your mommy’s belly, sometimes you would push on her bladder and she’d pee her pants!” Asgore chuckled at the memory. “And one time your old man peed his pants because he was laughing too hard and drank too much water.” Asgore stood up. “Let me get the wipes.” in less than a minute Asgore returned with baby wipes. They were useful for cleaning the face, since they were gentle on the skin. Asgore listened to his son’s question about the human food. “It could be that. Your body will get used to it, just like it took some time for Frisk to get used to our food.” He pointed out, making sure the door was closed and the blinds weren’t showing the partially-nude kid. “so what you’re gonna do kiddo, is have one wipe, okay?” Asgore began to explain, taking a wipe. “You’re gonna go in between your legs on the inside of your thighs.” The big man began to show him, gently wiping against his son’s inner thighs. “And over your bum and in the crack...” he continued. “And with a new wipe, you’re going to clean your wee-wee and over it, you do that part.” Asgore encouraged, giving his son the new wipe. He wanted to respect his son’s privacy, he was 10 after all! For now, anyway. “And you’re all fresh and clean! Good job.” Asgore beamed once Asriel was finished, clasping his hands together and grabbing the two wipes and the wet clothes. “You change now kiddo, okay? And we’ll get ready for supper.” He smiled, ruffling his kid’s hair before exiting the room and closing the door, leaving Asriel to change.

Now that the underground and above ground world have meshed together, many things have happened and had been for the best. There were plenty of new improvements of technology being planned out, peace treaties, and many monsters also finding their place in this world to be comfortable and enjoy the sunlight, the nature, and the bustling cities if they were brave enough to go and explore it. For 12 year old Frisk, she had done enough exploring now. After the entire adventure she found herself in the underground. Meeting the Skelebros, Mettaton, Undyne, Tem (who knew where she was now?) and other people like River guy, she found herself settled within the family who took her in after explaining the reason she fell down and had no reason to return to her human family. Frisk was used to some things like the television or cars, but had very little interest. She loved to explore and have her own imagination, even for a pre-teen. But that wouldn’t last for much longer. Although older than Asriel, she was shorter, and often mistaken for a nine year old instead. She had been sitting and enjoying the warm breeze; listening to Asriel and Asgore play before turning to watch him run off. “What happened to him Asgore?” She asked curiously, tilting her head to the side. Frisk wasn’t used to calling him dad yet, and called Toriel mom every once in a while. “Oh, he had an accident, don’t worry about it child. How about we go inside anyway?” He suggested, offering his paw to the girl. Frisk took it, entering the house to join Toriel and Asriel. Once inside, Frisk sat on the empty couch to not ruin the laundry, looking at the news. “What’s happening on the news, mom?” Always curious about the world around her. “How about I take our prince to get cleaned up hm?” Asgore told her, taking Asriel into his arms and rubbing his back in assurance. “You stay with Frisk, and we’ll be back in a jiffy.” Off the king went with his son to his room, opening the door and closing it after, placing him down and beginning to go through his dressers for new pants and underwear. “Did you just have too much fun kiddo?” Came his question in his calm, deep voice. “Everybody has accidents.” He reminded him, “get your pants and undies off and I’ll throw them in the wash.” He smiled, placing the clothes on the bed. “I’ll be back with some wipes to make sure you’re cleaned up properly before you shower later today.”

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Celestia turned her head letting out a small scream in fear when the toys came to life and dragged her away. The pacifier put in her mouth, she was beginning to get tickled. Celestia screamed and laughed, kicking her arms and legs trying to get away from them. She was very ticklish. Celestia was left out of breath and panting on the floor when the toys stopped tickling her. Celestia smelled the delicious food Anastasia made, rolling onto her stomach and crawling towards the bars, before shakily standing up to see what she made. “Food!” Celestia cried out. “Food food!”

Evelyn nodded and wrapped her arms around Anastasia’s neck, glad that her diaper was going to be changed. When she was taken off her pyjamas and diaper, it was clear how much she had peed overnight. It was very heavy. Evelyn didn’t fight Anastasia anymore. She babbled and looked around, rubbing her eyes to get any last sleep out of it. Evelyn screamed and squealed at the raspberries, her laughter filling the room. In the back of her head, there was still something trying to tell her to wake up. But she was deep in this from the music Anastasia put during the night.

Evelyn nodded when Anastasia asked about her wet diaper, lifting her arms up for Anastasia to pick her up. "Pee-pee in di-di." Evelyn told her, hiccuping and feeling better with Anastasia here to give her attention. "Mama..." Evelyn was picked up as the student nuzzled her head into the woman's shoulder.

Celestia sat up and looked around at the playpen set around her. "No mama!" Celestia cried out, as she slowly moved to stand up, her legs wobbly. When she stood up, she ended up wobbling forward and grabbing the bars to keep her steady. "Noooo! No no!" Celestia whined, her legs trembling as she tried to keep herself up. Though, since her legs weren't strong, Celestia ended up flopping on the floor, pressing her face on the bars, watching Anastasia prepare supper.

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Celestia wiggled around as the warm romper was put on her, and then the t-shirt. At least it was better than being naked. Celestia pushed Anastasia’s hand away as her chin was being tickled. “No! Big girl!” Celestia tried to tell her again, kicking her feet. She looked too cute to be taken seriously though, sitting up in on the changing table.