Family Dinner [Asgore/Frisk.]

It had been a while since Asgore had last seen his adopted daughter, Frisk. She lived with Toriel of course, but still, Asgore felt he had a right to see her just as much as Toriel did, even if they had to 'share' her at times. It was the closest thing to a normal family that Asgore had left, and he wasn't about to lose it again. He had called her a few hours ago, asking if she wanted to come over for dinner and hang out. Frisk had delightfully agreed, and Asgore had to whip up a nice meal.

Steak and potatoes, steamed carrots, and of course, tea. Asgore couldn't forget the tea, no sir-ee! It was his favorite dish, after all. As for where Asgore lived, it wasn't a castle anymore. Asgore lived in a small suburban house near the outskirts of the city. He prefered it, to be honest. He had always thought the castle in the Underground was just far too big for his tastes. Even if he was a King. Having to walk so far just to get to the kitchen had always been such a bother.

And so, Asgore sat in his recliner, rocking back and forth and reading some disturbing news about murders on his smartphone. He still didn't know how to use half the blasted things functions, but Alphys had insisted he get one so he could access information anywhere. And that had sounded nice. He had to admit, being able to look something up from anywhere in the world was a pretty incredible feat.