Notes:
This is my first undertale fiction I worked and published, it is rather a slice of life one but if I see if it does take off then I will probably put a plot in here. The main focus of the character's relationship will beGrillby and Sans but other characters will come along the way. I used an original character here rather than reader since it's easier for me to get a feel but anyone can imagine that its yourself in the character's shoes. It's just easier for me. Character identifies as female.
"Hey I'm home babe."
The door opened as the keys jangled being put back into the pocket of the black leather jacket, a head peeking in looking both ways. She had on a closed motorcycle helmet as it was a simple black color as she finally entered the small apartment complex that she lived in. The helmet was finally taken off as the young woman who looked young with her round baby face closed the door behind her locking the door while setting her helmet at the tiny table that was next to the door.
"That's strange." she paused for a moment as she blinked, seeing the coat that doesn't belong to her on the sofa. "I know he is here."
Her boyfriend didn't greet her and it was rather too quiet for her liking, she even came home early from work since he is absolutely lonely without her companion. Her boot brushed the carpet floor of the sorry of an excuse living room as her hands picked up the coat. It smelled like Irish spring soap with a strong scent of smoke mixed in. A sudden noise made her jump in alert making her go in a defensive stance. It could be her boyfriend or someone else.
She had lived in paranoia almost all her life and she wasn't going to let up that habit anytime soon. Quietly the young woman pressed herself up against the wall as she had her pepper spray at hand to spray the shit out of her intruder. The noises started to sound more frequent as she neared her bedroom, it was coming inside there. A soft moan broke out that left her startled with the thoughts 'What the fuck?' crossing in her mind, her brows scrunched together. She pushed the door slightly open as it wasn't closed the whole way, her eyes peeked inside the opening to see what she is dealing with, her honey eyes widen as she saw what was causing those noises.
Quickly she covered her mouth with her hand to not make any sounds that will alert them of her presence. Her body started to shake as tears started to form, her vision blurring for a moment. She shouldn't cry not right now. It would make her weak and she needs to be strong, always be strong especially now at this time. Sucking in air she made a decision in her head that would change her current life with the man she's been with.
She swung the door open with force as the doorknob smacked loudly against the floor, her legs spread out in a stance and she looked terrifying for a person with such a small stature.
"What the hell are you doing!?" she screamed into her boyfriend and whoever the other woman he was on top on. "And in my bed?!"
Her face started turning bright red from anger. The boyfriend caught red handed didn't plan for all of this, didn't plan on her coming so early here. The women who was on the bed gasped as she pulled the sheets onto her making the other fall flat on his ass down below. It would have been hilarious have it not been the situation at hand.
"We are over. Pack your things and get the hell out of my apartment before I come back. The both of you." she snarled, rushing out quickly from her apartment with her keys, slamming the door shut.
She quickly got out of the area steaming as most of the innocent bystanders moved far away from her, the boots clicking on the sidewalk loudly when she power walked to her motorcycle. Crap she forgot her helmet and she wasn't the type to ride without one. Fuck it she'll just walk it off, no biggy, it wasn't any issue at all. It wasn't like he was a big part of her life and no actual real feelings for him. It's just someone that she used to know.
"S-shit." she kept rubbing her eyes with the back of her palm trying to stay calm.
All these emotions are building up, she needs a drink bad. Maybe she'll drink until everything's a blur. She doesn't need this shit today.
"Give me a beer, and not the light ones. Just hard beer." she sat down right away on the stool ready to get fucked up.
She showed her idea already as they gave her a look of disbelief she was in the age to drink legally. Not her fault she was born with a baby face and is a midget to most people's tastes. She looked to be still in high school age but no she was 24 years old and not going in college. Maybe she should have went to one but it's too late now in her book, doesn't have the time for that. Taking several odd jobs just to keep yourself afloat does that to you.
This bar was your stereotypical one, nothing out of importance but she didn't came here for special treatment. Just your average handful of guys with a stray few of gals and monsters. Like two monsters that are chilling together in the corner and they look so weird like how she imagined. They looked like they were a mix of animals of some kind but who knows from the mix of feathers, fur, and scales. Monsters are weird.
They came out all of a sudden into the 'surface' as they like to call it not so long ago, around 20 years ago to be exact. Who knew they lived down in some big underground under Mount Ebott, trapped ages ago from some barrier made that was cast by mages in a war. Most of the information was lost and forgotten for the human race as it was nothing but myth but yeah they were real and here to stay to the displeasure of most people. Their rights as full-fledged citizens was passed 15 years ago so there was more frequent sightings of monsters out of the area they were concentrated in when they first arrived. She lived near the city that was mostly known as Monster Town even though technically it's called Ebott City.
Her body leaned onto the table a bit, still feeling like shit but hopefully it will pass by with the alcohol in her system. The fingers tangled into her light brown hair trying to sooth herself from crying up a storm here in public, she was stronger than this god dammit! God you need a smoke right about now.
"Here's your beer mam." the waitress said setting down the beer with a lemon slice wedged in the beer mug.
"Thanks." the small woman said quickly as the waitress retreated to tend to the others.
Squeezing the lemon juice inside the beer then dropping it in she grabbed the salt shaker in then started to drink the contents quickly. It didn't take long for her to finish as she raised her hand asking for another. The number of times she raised her hand was frequent and her thoughts became a stumble mess of anger and hate. The buzz becoming strong while she thought over and over again on what happened to her. She was so stupid she should have seen the signs right on the start.
He was always a stupid womanizer and he didn't act so different when he approached her. Why she fell for his fake lies and charisma is a mystery to her that made her all the more infuriated. He never did care for her that way, he got tired when he couldn't get a quick fuck out of her. From all the time they spent together they never went all the way and by god she was damn happy about that at least. A sneer and a snort escaped from her mouth while rubbing her temples.
She still felt so uneasy as she drank her 8th beer. Another beer mug was placed on her table as she looked up to the waitress with a startled face. She didn't order another beer, did they predicted she was going to order another anyways? Damn she must be really low in the pits right now if she is that predictable with her alcohol abuse. The waitress must have noticed her look as she spoke quickly to clear up the confusion.
"These gentlemen here paid for the drink here." she pointed at the group of young human men at another table, four of them as one of them waved towards her with a smile.
They looked like total fuck boys. A mental ugh passed in her head, putting her hand up to the side of her head to block her face as much as possible, hunching her shoulders.
"Tell them thanks or whatever." she mumbled with her face red.
The waitress nodded as she departed away from you again, the feeling of her head being pressured started to build up. A couple more drinks and she felt like trash now but it still wasn't enough for her soul. One of the guys who offered her the free drink was now sitting beside her, laughing away with his arm around her shoulders. He was talking up a storm and she had no idea what he was saying or how he chummied up closely to her body. Her thoughts in a foggy haze trying to get them organized but failed to do so under the influence of all the beers she drank. She felt the shift of his body pressing up against her even further, his breath against her neck and ear, the teeth nibbling her earlobe.
His hand was suddenly rubbing up against her thigh as it slowly crept up dangerously close to her crotch. In an automatic reaction her fingers gripped tightly to the glass handle of the beer and whacked it hard against the man's face. The force didn't break the glass mug but it broke his nose and busted his lip as well. Blood splattered across her and the table as he was now on the floor.
"What the fu-" his cursing was cut off as more of the glass mugs fell on his body, the table overturned as she furiously kicked his ribs.
"Don't touch me!" she screamed as she proceeded to kick the ever living hell out of him.
She called out every cuss word she knew with each swift kick but was cut off when his buddies came to his rescue. It didn't end there as she tried to fight them as well, snarling and trying to bite their fingers off like an angry animal. Finally a bouncer came in to neutralize this, dragging her away and out of the bar.
"Lady I don't want to see you in this bar ever again ya hear me?! You are banned from this place!"
"Fuck you!" she stumbled out of the sidewalk, yanking her hand back into her as she growled at the man who manhandled her. "I'll take my businesses elsewhere."
She slumped with her hands in her pockets, walking ever so unsteady from all the drinks she got. It wasn't her fault that the beer mug so happen to break on the guy's face. He was practically asking for it when he tried to mess with her, she just got out of a damn relationship and wasn't going to nose dive back into the frying pan again! Didn't have to go far as banning her from the bar shit. She squinted in her surroundings as best as she could trying to see anything familiar around her.
Hell. She didn't know where she was.
"Ah fucking fuck it, I'll deal with it when I'm sober." she said to no one in particular, hunting down a new place to drink as she wasn't quite done yet in drinking her butt off.
Walking a long while her feet are barking up a storm, her posture was sluggish and not kept in a straight line of walking. It must have been really late in the night now, the cold wind nipping at her skin but she was too drunk to notice it. She was cold but her body did not register it. Bright purple lights hit her face, making her flinch back, taking staggered steps. Her eyes squinted at the light making out some letters and what looked to be a martini?
It said Grill something so she assumed this was a bar n grill sort of place. Hell she needs a place to rest her poor feet and she can continue drinking here. It's a win win so she thought, pushing the door in, entering the place. The first thing she noticed was the sudden temperature rise that made her mind scream HOT, stumbling suddenly with her face flushed. The next thing was the heavy scent of grease that wafted in the air with another that seemed familiar but couldn't place it.
Third was the monsters, lots of them. Fuck she stepped into a heavily populated bar for monsters didn't she? She was petrified feeling the cold sweat drip on her back wondering if she should turn around and jet. It wasn't like she hated monsters or anything it just was the fact she rarely came into contact with any of them that set her unease. Some monsters perked up at her, mostly dog monsters which made her a bit more at ease because it was mostly dog monsters because dogs, they returned back to whatever they are doing taking no interest in her.
She breathed out trying to compose herself.
"Alright these are just monsters, they are just like people only more funny/ugly looking? Just order and drink, a bar is a bar." she thought to herself silently, nodding as she took a step forward.
Only to almost trip and fall into the floor, stumbling to gain her balance quickly. She cursed quickly under her breath, face in a darker shade of red as her boots tapped quickly against the wooden floor. Taking a spot in the corner away from everyone in the front, she avoided looking at anyone with her hand brushing into her hair. The poor woman was now fully embarrassed to look anyone straight in the eye. She already knew what to order which was more beer.
A menu was slid to her as she blinked feeling even more heated for some reason. In the corner of her vision she saw a bright light but didn't dare to look up.
"Just beer please." she said quickly, pushing the menu back since she did not need it.
It disappeared from her vision so she assumed whoever handed her the menu collected it and got her order. She didn't even had time to think deeply with her thoughts when a glass of beer was in front of her. It was filled to the brim, the froth looking fluffy to her, taking it up to her she muttered a low thank you still not looking up. Taking a sip of the beer her body tingled as she can feel it started to warm her from the inside out. Holy mother of- what kind of beer was this?!
She took another sip again as she can feel the wheat that made the beer only it was so foreign to her. Another sip and more flavors she tasted, it wasn't bad at all she actually really liked this beer. For a moment she forgot why she was even upset as she continued to drink this wondrous concoction. All good things though comes to an end soon as everything came back putting her in a miserable state again. She didn't even notice that this was her third beer already here.
"God I'm so pathetic…" she gloomed mentally, using the edge of her palm to wipe the tear in the corner of her eyes.
She continued to sulk in the corner away from the monsters that laughed, drank with no worries at all.
Sometimes I feel like I've known you all of my life but I know it isn't
How could you be such an idiot?
God it's such Déjà vu… stop staring at me like that I am not blushing!
He played you like a fiddle.
What about Irish men? Hmm they seem okay, what don't feel confident about yourself?~
This man never had feelings for you.
Why do you call me such a pet name like that? It's embarrassing!
Never cared for you.
Hey… do I ever tell you that I love you?
He never loved you…
Wake Up
Fire was everywhere.
She jumped awake from the sudden fire crackles that rang in her ears, the heat that surrounded her body, the bright light in her vision. She woke up scared honestly thinking she was being burned alive or at least in some burning building. Her heart beats loudly against her chest, eyes wide as it finally focused. A clutter of glass, quickly looking that her hand pushed some of the empty mugs that was around her. The memories came crashing down quickly like lightning.
She passed out.
How embarrassing. She couldn't recollect when she did, damn no wonder this bar was dark. It must be closed by now-wait.
She paused mid-thought as she realized this bar was closed as there was no laughter or anything for that matter. A crackle of sounds made itself present again in her ears, finally noting how much it shined in the corner of her version. Slowly she turned to the side, the pace of her heart picked up again. She was greeted with flames.
With a short gasp she jumped out of her seat and her butt landed on the floor. Ouch.
Her hand was up against her chest where her heart was supposed to be, staring intensely at the fire. She was sure it was a man on fire but looking at it more that wasn't the case. The fire looked too pure and natural but at the same time unnatural. It was hard to describe it how it swirled around keeping its humanoid shape. She recognized how the body was built is that of a human man but it was not human.
She must of looked like such a pussy this was just a monster, in flames god she never seen a flame monster before! Her body stopped trembling oh she didn't even noticed she was shaking as her eyes looked at the gloved hand. Oh. He tried reaching out to her but stopped halfway and now everything was awkward. Her eyes trailed back up taking in his physic, liking how he is dressed, back up to his face? Well, she liked to think it was a face since he had glasses on there but no mouth, nose, or ears. How did he even had those glasses on?
He must be the owner why else well he be here? Well, time to diffuse the bomb here.
"Er...so… Where's the fire?"
What. The. Hell.
WAS THAT ALL SHE WAS ABLE TO CHOKE OUT OF HER BRAIN?
She probably insulted him to the highest degree!... Stop it brain.
The young lady blushed at her comment, muttering curses under her breath as she made herself look like an utter fool in front of the owner.
"You seemed like you wanted to be left alone."
Holy shit.
He spoke, his voice sounded so… Exotic. She shuddered under it. It was low, it had the crackle of a fire in it with his words. Smokey? It was nothing like she ever heard before. Hell one could probably be burned alive by just the voice alone.
Okay on to the next thing.
"I…" she started but paused when she saw his hand was now closer for her to grasp.
She took a hold of his hand, it was firm and very warm. Honestly she was slightly worried if it would burn her but he would have never offered if it did. Right?
"Thank you." she quickly let go of his hand, brushing a strand of her brown locks behind her ear while blushing. "You didn't have to you know. I would have left earlier if you'd ask me."
There was that awkward silence again between the two. She avoided to look at him as the other only stared at her small figure. Looks like she felt uncomfortable to be around with the fire monster which made him sigh lowly to himself.
"Samara."
He stared at her again as he realized she spoke, giving her name to him. The fire monster couldn't help but to smile slightly internally at the fact.
"Grillby"
Notes:
Next Chapter! Grillby
So... Do you cook using yourself or what?
