Undyne was hired.

It wasn't because of your god-awful ability to say no. It wasn't even because you warmed up to her. (You'd admit it, though, you really did enjoy the time you spent with Undyne that day.) It was mainly because of her pure determination to get a job at your small bookstore. Besides, you figured, it wouldn't hurt to actually talk to someone for once. Perhaps even get an extra hand around.

You two decided on a simple schedule for her. Undyne asked for weekends off, which was basically just Saturday. You closed down shop on Sundays – you felt you needed at least one day off in the week. At first, you wished she had wanted to work on Saturdays since that was always the most busy day of the week and that was when you needed help the most. But then you realized that normal people had other things to do on the weekends than work.
Undyne would work Mondays through Fridays, up to eight hours a day. You told her that the store opened up around seven in the morning and closed at nine at night. But you'd closed down shop for a half an hour for lunch around noon. She was welcome to start work anytime she'd like; no permanent hours were set. Neither of you really complained about it.

The only downside was the pay, you assumed. You explained you could only pay around $8.50 per hour, which was mediocre at best. Undyne didn't seem too distressed about it, though, in fact she was actually elated – you assumed it was just because places really didn't hire monsters around here.

You personally thought that it was bullshit.
Monsters could probably be just as good as humans were, perhaps even better. They were a hell of a lot nicer too...

Undyne wanted to begin work that day, but you decided it might be a better idea if she started tomorrow.

"Why?" Undyne almost pouted, it was easy to tell she was excited to start her new job. You only wished you could be that passionate about work.
You smiled weakly at her, "I probably need to get a few things started for you. Like tasks, I guess? I hope that's not too much of a bother..."

Undyne quickly regained her vigor, "Alright, punk! I guess that means you're gonna see a lot more of me!"
"I-I don't mind," you quickly assured her, hoping she didn't think you disliked her, "I... I was actually hoping to get to know you better."

Her small smile quickly turned into another shit eating grin as she sprung off of the counter, "You seem cool too, _! I'll be seeing you tomorrow then, loser!"
You chuckled a bit, "Alright, Undyne, it was very nice meeting you."

You held out your hand and she shook it, albeit a bit more roughly - a complete different handshake than earlier. It must've been because she was nervous the first time.

"See ya, boss!" Undyne waved at you and quickly hurried out of the store.

You sat there for a few moments, staring at the now closed door. Hating to admit it, you were actually a bit sad she was gone.

You thought about the event that just happened and realized you were a boss now. Not really something you had expected to come out of your cute little store.

Thinking of yourself as a boss made you giggle a bit. You wondered what dad would say when he asked about the store next. However, you weren't quite sure how keen he was on the whole 'monster' thing. You two didn't talk often, and when you did - it wasn't about anything too serious.

The store was eerily quiet after Undyne left. You ended up putting some music on for the first time in years.

You shut your apartment door behind you, exhausted from the events of the day. You almost laughed at yourself for being so tired. Besides, what had you done besides hire Undyne?

That reminded you. You had to figure out some sort of schedule for her...

You threw off your jacket haphazardly and watched as it landed on the ground in front of you. You knew the apartment was messy already, but you ended up contributing to it even more.

Just one more thing to stress about...

Sighing, you walked over to your bedroom and fell down onto your old mattress. The bed wasn't made per usual, but you found yourself not minding it much.
Meeting Undyne had majorly lifted up your mood for the day, and work didn't seem to bad for once.

Sure, you worked in your parents' old bookstore. You loved books with a passion. And you got to read whatever you wanted to. Still, you couldn't help yourself from thinking of work as work. Sometimes the only reason you even got up to go in the mornings was because you knew you didn't have enough money for rent or groceries.

You could've always asked dad... But, to you, that was out of the question. Dad was always busy since mom's death, and it's not like he really had room for his 'never really grown up' grown up child.
You assumed dad thought of you as a nuisance, too. Plus... He was paying for the utilities on the bookstore. It wouldn't be right of you to impose, you thought, after all much he's done for you.

You shook your head and grabbed your laptop next to you.

For a minute, you looked at your email and a few other social media sites. You didn't really understand why you kept doing, you thought, as you kept scrolling down the websites. There wasn't anything interesting as of late. There wasn't really anything that kept up your interests lately...

Except Undyne. She seemed nice.

Remembering her, you pulled up a blank document and began to plan for tomorrow.

You would need to tell her where sections of the bookstore were, how to run the register, and a few other tasks. Nothing too difficult for her first day, you hoped.
It was silly, but you wished there wouldn't be too many people tomorrow. Undyne was actually really cool and her stories about being a royal guard were fascinating, but she took up a lot of your energy. And, she was only at the store for two hours at most.

You thought you were being quite ridiculous thinking this, but you hoped that you and Undyne could be friends eventually.

Maybe it wouldn't happen... But instead of worrying about it, you'd guessed you'd just see what tomorrow would bring.