Chapter 42:
Grease Stain
The bar was empty for now, as Grillby started my training and Sans set up his spot in the corner to play. Grillby started by showing me where everything was at in the back. This is where I would be working for now, at the grill. He, in short words, explained how to operate the fryer and grill while demonstrating how to make his Underground famous burgers and fries.
It surprisingly wasn't too difficult and before I knew it Sans had my first burger and fries in front of him. Grillby had decided to place his own creation in front of the skeleton too, to see if the regular could taste the difference. Sans cracked his phalanges as if he was preparing for a daunting feat, then he sampled the meals.
"Hmm...greasy, juicy, but light on the ketchup..." He managed between bites of burger A then moved to B. "...good, nice weight, good flavor..."
I crossed my fingers, hoping I did well enough. Sans closed one eye and smirked. I wasn't sure how to take that from the man of many pranks.
"I suspect that burger A is Grillz. But they are both great and close in flavor."
Grillby nodded and patted my shoulder, his hand being gloved for our training session so I didn't get burned.
"Good job, Frisk...I'll teach you more tomorrow."
I let out a sigh of relief and beamed at my boyfriend. I was successful, now I just had to make it through night one. Sans gave me a thumbs up, he was proud. He then left his stool and wandered toward the door.
"I think it's time to open, right Grillby?" Without needing confirmation, Sans unlocked the door and turned on the neon sign outside.
With that, the night leapt into action and I was thrown into the thick of things. My hands stung slightly with each batch of fries and beef patties that splashed me with grease, but I tried to enjoy myself. Grillby would come back to run plates and give me reassuring nods with encouraging smiles. The guy had done all of this without help for so long, I don't understand how he did it.
Finally I hit a break around eight pm and got back to the employee area once more. Sans was sitting on the couch with his head leaned back and eyes shut. When I got closer to him he smiled and waved without lifting a lid.
"Grease treating you good, kitten? Or do I need to tell Grillz to get back to the kitchen?"
"It's fine. I doubt mom will like the little burn marks on me, but I'll be fine. How's the crowd for you?" I sat beside him and watched him relax, his eyes closing contentedly.
"Not bad tonight. I think because you're the first new employee behind the bar, you attracted some attention. I've never had to share so much of my ketchup stash."
Giggles escaped me and he opened an eye to watch my laughter. It was nice to work with him, even if it would only be every now and again. I could also see him at home now too, or at least until I figure out the Gaster/Chara/Flowey business and my need-a-home business.
"You should probably call and check on the kid, while I go get set up for the next set...but, uh,have you had any issues with them yet?"
While answering, I dug out my phone. "Nothing yet. I haven't heard anything since we left the house."
He nodded and patted my leg. "Good. Let's hope it stays that way...And tell Paps I'll be there around ten."
I returned the nod and dialed mom's phone as he left. It didn't take but a second for her to answer with her normal cheery disposition.
"Hello my child. How is work? I'm so proud of you finding a job so soon."
"Hi mom. Work is fine. How's Arial doing? Have you put her to bed yet, or given her a bath?" I stood and began pacing as I talked. It was hard for me to stay still for too long on the phone.
"Of course. She's sleeping soundly with Papyrus watching over her. She's such a sweet child."
A smile spread across my face. "I know...Well I don't get off until midnight, but Sans gets off at ten and will get there as soon as he can. Just be sure to keep an eye on her and don't let her out of either of your sight, okay? I love you."
"Of course my dear! I love you very much, have a good night."
"Indeed." Came a warped deep voice from behind me.
