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Match Maker Fun

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Reader’s P.o.V

The sunlight was beaming through a gap through your dark blue curtains with light blue stars embroidered delicately on them, giving the beam of light perfect accuracy to caress your soft face. With it bringing you into the waking world with a groan, you roll over away from the beam of light telling you to wake up. How dare it tell it’s morning and you need to wake up and start your day. Also, dogs were barking at the neighbours again, or a poor neighbourhood cat. That just happened to be walking by. Sigh. Somedays you love the dogs, other days you wish they would bark a little less. But hey we're good for when the mailman arrived. Good little puppers.

You sigh and reach for your phone to see the time, check social media and other phone things, like scroll endlessly on facebook feed. The time read as 7:26 am.

“That's too early ” You complained to no one but yourself, flopping the phone back down away from you as if it insulted your great ancestors. Which it didn’t but waking up this early after last night? Is a no, And yet, the sun seemed to have different plans for you. To wake you up early at this ungodly hour. As most of the time, you don’t awaken till past 9 am at least. The only time you get up this early is for your job at a small adult retail store. Which honestly wasn’t bad and doesn’t require you to have many hours, but enough to pay rent and eat well enough. Though that may change since you do you want to make a small fund to go back and spend at Grillby’s. So Maybe a few more hours wouldn’t hurt. Nope, it would not.

But you lay on the bed for a few more minutes before you move to grab your phone again from when you flung it across your queen sized bed. Once you once slept in a huge bed such as this, you couldn’t go back to a single bed like the one you use to have, so you got rid of it and exchanged it for this size. Best decision ever made in your opinion. Starfishing all over the show, plus it made you feel small in a good way. Along with other plushies of the like to make it even more inviting and soft, like the giant unicorn plush the same height as you sitting at the end of the bed. It was nice to cuddle on lonely nights or use it as a pillow when you watched Netflix. Second best decision ever. Though it was awkward to carry it home when you got it. But was worth it. Even more worth it seeing those children's faces watching you walk away with the toy of their dreams.

With that in mind, you text your boss, asking if there are any more shifts you could pick up for the next week or so. Cause you never know, Someone might call in sick or be going on holiday somewhere.

While doing that, you check your other messages to see if Ava had any more luck with that dude. Speaking of him you are going to text him. See how things are on his end. It would be a waste of time if he turned out he wasn’t interested. No harm if he did though, You did have a few other guys in mind to set her up with if this didn’t go too well. But still, you thought Harry would be a good choice. :), While your flatmate is last on that list.

From Spoopy, To Harry. “Hey dude, how are things with Ava? She’s a total catch if I say so myself :3” 7:34 am

With that, you quickly hit send before checking on Ava’s unread messages.

From Ava, “Satan's waterfall has arrived, kill me plz. No D for me yet. :C. But we are going to go on a date soon<3 Bless” 2;03 am

Awww yes!. You did well, Though kinda sucks about the period thing... Speaking off if she’s on hers, yours will be soon. Boo. You make a quick note to pick you things you need before typing a reply. While thinking how on earth was she even up that late?

You can barely manage to be awake at 1 am anymore. Curse being an adult and all-nighters being so hard! When you were a teenager it was easy, 2 days without sleep, fine and dandy, happy as happy can be and have the energy to spare! but now? It was like looking into the face of death and probably an unhealthy amount of coffee consumption.

From Spoopy, “Awwwh boooo, Thanks for the reminder though *audible wink* But Yaaaay Get that date, yess gurl! My work here is done *superman pose and flying away into the night* ”

You send the message off, giggling to yourself as you do that pose in person. You just couldn’t help it... You put your phone in the pocket of your shorts and get out of your nest of a bed to get some water at least. Even if it was only a couple of drinks of that wonderful alcohol, water was still an important thing and you needed it. Plus you were hungry for some waffles, you wondered if you had any left, if not can always make some. Even if that was little TMI. But it’s the human body, not much you can do.

You make it the kitchen without much hassle other than your loud door opening. It was always loud, and don't quite fit the door in some places and was snug in others. It was thanks to the wood expanding and shrinking with the change of weather. It annoyed you to no end but at least you knew everytime wanted to come into your room. No one could sneak in… unless it was from the window. The joys of flatting. Not the best place, but was sure as hell was an upgrade from where you last were. So can’t complain.

You greet your flatmate with a sleepy good morning as you stretched, with him being busy on the computer he mumbled a good morning back with him drinking some sort of energy drink as his drink of choice for the mornin’. How he was even awake at this hour, well before you, you were surprised, he is usually still in bed at this hour. You only guess he couldn’t sleep or went to bed earlier last night.

You get yourself a glass and pour yourself some water from the tap. Wondering if you had the effort if you could make waffles yet? Not quite yet. You decide to wait before you make an attempt as you are not fully awake yet.

God, it was pretty good, you never knew how dehydrated you were till now and it was pretty heavenly right now. Water is good. It also makes you question your flatmate's choices. Why wouldn’t he drink H20 was beyond you. Oh well, more for you. Or another reason why he seems so awake is that drink. Maybe you should have that instead to wake you up. Nah. water is still a good option.

“Hey [y/n/n], how was last night, I noticed you got in pretty late,” Your flatmate said, looking up at you from where he sat, looking away from his computer.

He had short curly hair, pale skin and had a big thick build. If anything his chiselled calves tell you anything, also now one of the dogs has curled up by his feet as he typed away. It was little black one, Bella. Though she was quite a bitch when she wanted to be, also a cuddle slut when she wants to be too.

“Oh me? I was just out a new bar, down in ‘new new new home’, was great, they had some pretty great burgers.” You replied, sipping on your glass as you planted your booty on the couch that you had been on the day before.

“Oh, what place was that? Isn’t that where the Monster folk are livin’?” he asked curiously, giving me his full attention. Whatever he was doing on the computer was forgotten for now in exchange of this conversation.

“Oh yeah it was a monster bar, but is also human-friendly too. Should check it out sometime, they have some Hot staff there” You giggled thinking back to that fireman you had met, Grillby was it? Yeah, he was pretty hot. Literary. But hot in other ways too. If he were human he would be a supermodel no doubt. But you wouldn’t be his type not by a long shot. That made you sadden just a bit but shook it off. Least you could enjoy some eye candy. That made you feel less sad.

“Oh, well I just might if it’s good as you say it is, what are the prices like?” he asked again. Man, it was just going to be 20 questions today wasn’t it? And he doesn’t care that it’s a monster bar? That is always a good sign.

“OH, the drinks were pretty cheap compared to other Bars. I mean i only had to pay $15. For only 2 drinks. That is very cheap compared to other bars that charge like 10$ a drink. I’d say I saved myself 5 bucks. Oh and also got a free burger which I have no clue what the price was, but damn it was worth every penny if I were to go and have one again. But eh a new friend shouted me, i think? Either way was on the house.” you reply, looking back at your memories from the previous night. Smiling happily. You would kill to have another burger like that again. You almost start drooling at the thought of it. Soon [y/n] soon. You will have that burger again.

“Oh damn that is sweet, I guess no charge at the door either?”

“Nope, least not when i went, but they probably would for special events.Like most bars would. BUT, That is only an assumption.” you stress the word “ BUT ” because, Well, it was true, you were never charged to go in at the door, anyone could go in and have a drink and some good food. And you can only assume they would for special days or holidays. It what other bars and clubs did and you can only really go off those cause those were the only ones you have been too in the past.

Not to say every bar charges at the door, some don’t but the prices of drinks are just too much to spend on. But hey you found a great bar, that is cheaper and is really welcoming. And also gave you a free burger. That is one way to keep people from going back. It’s just good business. No wonder they can let the drinks go for cheap.

“Damn that is good, I’ll have to check it out sometime” He hummed in thought, now going back to what he was doing on the computer, typing away furiously. You can only assume it was something to do with music as he does, or talking’ to one of the rappers to come and do voice-overs. It was his main hobby after all, after hiking. No wonder he has such good calves. Like, damn son. Maybe you should take up hiking and get those sweet legs like him. Nah. well, Maybe. Who knows. Maybe one day you’ll be brave and venture out and get those calves of your dreams.

Now left alone in your thoughts for a bit you wander back to those sweet memories you made yesterday. Sans was an interesting monster, he still freaks you out a bit, still not over the fact that he is a skeleton. A nice, funny, ketchup loving skeleton. Plus he stopped you from falling, though you are sure half the reason why was because of you holding his arm in a death hold like grip. You were even more surprised how easily he caught you. You were not a light person, sure, but not super heavy either, though “overweight” for your short height. But still. He must be pretty strong to catch you.

He was all bone... So strong bones? He must drink a lot of milk. And is ketchup even that healthy? You pounder. Though Sour cream probably isn’t either yet you still eat that.

But Still, You question where his food even went. Maybe one day you’ll have an answer to your question.

But you didn’t dwell on them on them for very long as your phone sang it’s tune. You finally changed the notification sound, much more pleasant than the last one you had before. No more whistles! No more accidentally calling the dogs to you. You had changed it too “Spooky Scary Skeletons”. Though you couldn’t have it as the full song. You left that for the ringtone. You hoped it wouldn’t bite you in the but later.

Thank you Skeleton monster you meet yesterday for the inspiration and helping you remember that song does indeed exist.

From Ava, “Heeey So I had an Idea >:) ….”

Sans p.o.v ~The morning after~.

Another day on the surface. Another day with the sun shining. Sunlight streaming through his windows, lucky not on his face but, on his back. He could feel the warmth warming up his bones slowly rousing him from his slumber. He liked it. Kept him grounded, that there would be no more resets. No more Snowdin, no more underground. No more murderous Chara.

Though the sun may not have woken him, his brother, Papyrus sure did. “SANS IT’S TIME TO GET UP, YOU LAZY BONES” Papyrus said from behind his locked bedroom door.

“Alright Paps, I’m up,” He said back at the door, though not planning to move just yet. Not like he had work yet. Not for the next few hours, unlike papyrus who probably has to leave in an hour’s time.

He looks at his phone and sees he’s right. One hour till paps Leaves for the day.

“Might as well grab some grub from Pap. Should keep him happy, he thought while staring at the ceiling now.

He lets his thoughts wander back to that young human he met At Grillby’s after he finished work for the day. All he wanted was a nice drink and a good Burger. Not… what ended up happening. His SOUL quietly humming as he recalled what happened… and subconsciously, putting his hand on his chest, just above where the SOUl would be.

┏(＾0＾)┛ ~Flash back time~ ┗(＾0＾) ┓

He approached the bar, like many times before. It was his favourite place in all of the underground and is still his favourite place above ground. It is bigger and has more variety now than what it used to have probably thanks for it having some things for the humans who pop in if they are brave, which was great. But still, it felt the same, smelled the same. Was like a second home.

But he still had his huge tab to pay. Heh. he’ll pay it off one day.

He waited for a second as he waited outside the door, the company inside would have sensed or smelled him by now. Enough time to make his entrance. Even more, so that he usually arrived around this time. That is one thing that probably won’t change if he can help it. Old habits die hard. Even if Papyrus doesn’t like the place much ( more or less because of the ‘unhealthy’ menu), though he won’t admit he does like the place a tiny bit. Though he reckons if Grillby put spaghetti on the menu Papyrus would be more than happy to come around. In saying that he probably wouldn’t leave, or pester poor Gribbly to be the spaghetti chef of the place.

Heh. on second thought, maybe that isn’t such a good idea, though would be amusing.

He walked in seeing his fellow monsters from the underground, if not all in the same spots as before, even though the bar as expanded to have more tables for the growing customers and even a few more love booths. Which was sweet. Even a new jukebox. Man Grillby went all out for this place, though he did miss the broken jukebox, having music for a change was nice too, he thought, as greeted the monsters and patting the oh so fluffy k-9 guard unit. He loved those guys and might one day throw them a bone.

Today is not that day.

When he looked at the bar, seeing an unfamiliar face of a young female human. Must be someone new, I know everyone who comes here. He thought as he approached the bar.

Her eyes seemed to study his for a second. Took him a second to figure out why.

He is a skeleton. And she is a human, they too have skeletons but on the inside. Right must be quite strange. Heh. He thought the same as humans, weird squishy meaty flesh, organs and blood. It was still strange to him. All of that to protect bones?

She did look pretty soft and cute, for a human.

Though she does look young for her age if Grillby served alcohol than she must be old enough. Not that it concerned him what she drank and her age. She was just a human he doesn’t even know, so why did have that thought? He felt his soul hum for second deep with him. It didn’t last long but long enough for him to notice

That was strange. It alarmed him somewhat but he wasn’t going to worry about it. Nope. He just wants his ketchup. Maybe his soul is calling out to the ketchup too.

He shook it off as the female turned away from him returning to her drink. He didn’t think anything of it. He was used to people staring at him and doing double takes. Plus he was used to being stared at as he entered the Bar from his friends, and on the street. Heh. Strange humans indeed. Didn’t they know it was rude to stare?

He waved to Grillby as he approached the bar, taking a seat on the left next to the cute human.

“Going to pay your tab anytime soon?” Grillby said while looking right at him. He said it in a light-hearted way, as the Grillby brought up a ketchup bottle from beneath the counter. He would usually fetch it from the back where the supply was, but Grillby must have been waiting for him to come by.

He grabbed the red bottle that held his favourite version of ketchup. He could never find it in stores, so how Grillby managed was shocking but was also very grateful for Grillby to have it. He should probably start paying his tab soon because of that.

“Maybe one day Grillz, For now, I’ll just like to ketchup with you.” he threw out a pun. He brought the ketchup bottle to his mouth, drinking from the bottle, well more like squirting it in as he swallowed the contents, it soon being absorbed into him to replenish his magic. He could feel someone looking at him. Though he used to the feeling, this felt different for whatever reason but it wasn’t going to let it bother him.

‘It’s probably the human’ he thought.

And he was right

He heard Grillby cough on purpose, bringing attention to the human. He too turned his gaze towards the human who is now looking right at the space on the bar in front of her. He could almost see a red blush on her cheeks. That is pretty cute, heh, silly human.

He turned his attention away from the flustered human, looking at Grillby now, who is once again cleaning a glass. How he always has a glass to clean Sans will never know.

“One day you will or I may just forget to order your favourite ketchup, Sans,” Grillby said and he sounded so serious. No! Not his Ketchup!

Sans gasped and looked at Grillby in horror, He couldn’t stop himself from doing so. “You wouldn’t! I would put you out of business”. He said that but he wasn’t serious. Hell Grillby would still have Business, probably have more money too if Grillby didn’t have to get him a supply of ketchup just for him… well mostly for him. Though he was happy he put a clever pun in there. Heh, Put Grillby out.

But Still the horror. He would never dream Grillby to dare do such a thing. He feels almost hurt. But man if that what it took to pay his tab off... So be it. He would do it for the hard to get ketchup. Until he found out the source of where to get it. But he was too lazy for that.

Paying off his tab would be easier. That way he could keep his steady supply of ketchup at his favourite bar and Keep his best buddy happy.

Grillby looked at him with a look that said ‘ I just might try me’ and shrugged his shoulders.

Grillby turned away from him, and back to his human customer who is still blushing and is now fiddling with the empty glass. He could smell a whiff of human alcohol. The good kind too. He would probably have it too it if had any effect on him, but if he did Grillby would sure to rum out.

That was a pretty clever pun and would have to save that for later.

“Anyway,” Grillby said Gesturing the empty cup, silent question of asking if she wanted a refill of her drink. She looked up at him, very much red in the face still from her earlier embarrassment.

“Oh um, y-yes”. She said, sliding over the Glass to Grillz who is now working on getting a refill.

Oh my stars’ he thought looking at her, ‘ she even sounded cute’’.His soul hummed again and he could feel himself smiling, just like earlier. That really isn’t Normal. He refused to acknowledge it. It was just this weird thing. Maybe it was humming cause he needed rest. He hasn't had a nap in a while. Must be that. He thought, all though he knew deep down that wouldn’t be the cause of his soul humming. He stopped his blush from appearing on his face. Why would he even need to blush? He didn’t know but he for sure didn’t want too.

Wait why did he even think that? Yeah, sure she is cute, but his non-existent brain didn’t need to tell him that! It has been a long day of work. That is what it was, man he needs to be lazier if his soul is acting like that.

She looked back up at him, being out found out he was staring at her.

Geez, who was the rude one now.

She gave an out a squeak in surprise, her eyes going wide, jumping from her seat only to fall backwards, without thinking he reached out his arm in order to catch her, but very quickly felt a hand and a very tight grip on his arm, squeezing him tight, but he didn’t feel that, he just didn’t want her to fall. His arm landed near her waist, stopping her from fall, using his magic to hold the stool too from falling as his eye flickered out blue flame but, it doesn’t seem to have been noticed as she closed her eyes so she wouldn’t have known. Hell, that might have scared her even more. As soon as he felt the stool go back into place, his magic disappeared as well as his flaming blue eye.

Bad sans. Stop scaring the human!

She opened up her eyes, looking up at him, even if she was sitting, he was taller than her. He gave a nervous chuckle. At Least it didn’t sound as nervous as he felt. Though why he was nervous he didn’t know why. Maybe it was because he spooped the poor human.

“You fallin’ for me already? I'm touched.” He joked at her, hoping a nice pun would help ease her. And maybe make him… less scary? He slowly pulled her back before she jumped out her seat. He almost felt bad, almost, if that squeak wasn’t so cu-… no, he was not going to go there. His soul tugged as he thought that. It was almost painful, like a pinprick. As if he knew what that was. But that is what he imagined it would feel like. She blinked up at him, smiling nervously, reflecting how he feels, heh. Strange how that was. And now she is blushing. Can this Human stop being so cute, please?

“I guess so, I’m just so bonely,” she said, puning in response. Okay, he couldn’t do this.

She Puned. SHE PUNED... He let her go, almost regretting it as it was only then he realised how soft she felt under his bony fingers. Even if she was squishy, she was the best kind of squish. The perfect cushion for his aching bones. (- from work, get your head out of the gutter, you sinners) perfect for cuddling. He quickly dismissed those thoughts. WHAT was WITH HIM today. He really did work himself down to the bone. And he also had the perfect reply. If she wanted a pun, she would get it.

“Heh if you wanted to jump my bones that bad kid, buy me some dinner first," Why on earth did he say that! ugh. "Say Grillby, how about some burgers.” sais said, asking his friend who is shaking his head at him before retreating to fetch the goods. Grillby knows what he wants, it’s the same that he always gets so he has no problem with being that vague. If he wanted something else he would have said so.

His Niece took his place, tending to the bar now. She is usually the waitress of the place, delivering food to other tables but at times like these, she mans the bar. She was pretty cute for a flame monster, but not his type. Plus if he did date her and it ended, he would never be able to step into Grillby’s ever again.

He imagines Grillby chasing him, throwing fireballs at him. Good old gribbly. He probably would do that too.

He glances down at the human and her red flushed face, hiding behind your hands, hiding away from view. Humans are strange, he thought and let out a deep chuckle. It was almost fun in a way to see how much she can take, even if that wasn’t his original intentions. He didn’t even have any! Other than the pure curiosity of a new person at his favourite bar, a human nonetheless who is monster friendly? He could probably check on her soul, but he was feeling lazy plus would be rude. If she’s here then she doesn’t hate them at least that was good enough reason not to look. Not because his soul was acting funny earlier. He went back to his bottle, forcing himself to look away.

Though he did Notice Fuku, placing the humans drink back before walking away tending to other customers, though seems like the human didn’t notice as she was hiding behind her hands. Plus Fuku was quiet in placing it down. He probably wouldn’t have noticed either if he wasn’t watching.

“So..,” he spoke, looking back the human. “ sorry if I made you jump out your skin” He really did feel a bit sorry. Even if her reaction was amusing, it probably wasn’t all too nice to be jump scared while relaxing at a bar.

“Oh uh, it’s N-n no worries r-really, It’s just never seen a skellington monster in the flesh before is all.” She said, almost sounding like Alphys and how she is. The stuttering and the fast talking. That’s cute that she is nervous. No Sans delete that though!. What was with him! Now he is starting to wonder if something is his Ketchup. And she waved her hands, hoping not to offend him. Which he wasn’t. They're really weren’t other monsters like him and Papyrus after all. So even the people who liked monsters would still get intimidated.

Oh god, another pun!

She spoke again, sounding a lot less nervous this time, “I guess I just spooped by a scary skellington aye?” She joked.

He couldn't keep his grin from, not saying anything for the moment as he burst out with laughter. “I guess ya did,” He said in between bits of laughter, throwing his head back. Oh man, she got him good. He knew of the song she was referencing. That always earned a chuckle from him. It was somewhat of a guilty pleasure when he first discovered it. Still is.

“You’re an alright kid,” he said, his shoulders and ribs still shuddering with laughter. “Anyway, I’m sans, sans the skellington” he held out his hand for the human to shake. He brought out his whoopie cushion in the hand trick like he does with everyone new. Was the best way to break the ice and tell who was dealing with. That is how it was back in the underground. But in this situation, was just for laughs. The human put her device away and grabbing hold of his hand to shake, only for her to pause when the far rippled out of the whoopie cushion, he could see the blush coming back, but this time with a vengeance.

“Omfg” is all she said as she doubled over in laughter, still holding his hand.

If your face could be any redder right now, you would. “Omfg,” You said out loud before you could stop yourself, doubling over from laughter.

“Ahh the hand whoopie cushion trick, gets people every time,” he said more to himself, letting his hand fall to his side as she let go still gigging away and trying to compose herself. He reached for his drink as she mimicked the same movements getting hers and had a synchronized sip. Though was only now he realised how low the bottle was getting. Not that it mattered, Grillby would bring out another when he brings out the food. Which shouldn’t be too much longer?

“I’m [y/n], [y/n] the human,” She did, following the same wording he used. Heh, Strange how people always do that. But it was simple and to the point.

He smiled back at her, chuckling as he spoke.“I don’t know, I’d you’re fun-sized” he replied, quickly and also turned away as he heard the doors he knows too well open. Man, he could Outcomes Grillby with a large burger for him along with the second bottle of ketchup on his plate.

On smaller plate Grillby is holding, he has a normal sized burger. Human-sized compared that giant burger on the other plate, it just made it look so Small!. Now That’s cute. He allowed himself to have that thought at least. It would have been Bite-sized nibble for him. A snack if you will.

The food was placed down in front of him, making a loud clunk as it meets the hardwood of the bar. How could it not? It was a large burger so it weighed quite a bit. He almost loled out his tongue to the side from the way it looks.

“There you go, oh and no need to pay for the burger, it’s on the house” Grillby crackled at the human as she rushed to make a grab for her wallet to pay for the burger. He would actually pay Grillby for that one and not have that on his tab. He could be nice sometimes. But seeing your face light up as you see the burger, that is al the payment he needed, and I think Grillby could agree to that too as he noticed out of the corner of his vision, Grillby smiling away as Grillby’s flames flare up. How could he not notice a small burst of light?

Thanks, Grillby, you’re the best!” She said as Grillby nodded in satisfaction of a happy customer before going back to the other end making drinks and taking orders.

Want some ketchup?” He asked her while not breaking eye contact with his burger as he offered her the bottle towards her in question. Might as well seeing as it would be emptied on the glorious burger that was calling his name soon. If she wanted some, now was the only time he would offer.

“No thanks bone man, I’m having this burger how it meant to be,” was her reply, he chuckled and said “Suit yourself ” under his breath, bringing the bottle back towards him now that offer was refused. Popping the lid off easily pouring the heavenly liquid over his burger, drenching it and the smell of the burger and ketchup filled his nose cavity. Making him shudder a bit but he did to suppress it. Oh and he almost missed the pun. Heh. Bone man. She wasn’t wrong. And if he wasn’t distracted by the burger right now his thoughts would have wandered into nsfw realm.

But when he was eating the burger, his thoughts might as well have been in the nsfw kind, Even if only it was just for the food he was eating right now. He wasn’t paying much attention to the human beside him not for a while until he heard a purr coming from beside him.

He didn't know humans could .. Purr? He finished up his burger quickly, pausing time for a minute, much like he did with frisk in what seems forever ago as he cleaned up his plate, not leaving a single trace of the burger and licking his finger bones clean with his blue thick, long tongue and then he cleaned the plate in the same fashion. He would never waste ketchup, not this kind. Plus during this time he can as primal as he wants to say like cleaning the plate till it’s spotless. He doesn’t use this trick often as he does prefer time to move forward but for moments like these… He unpaused time like a pop. as everything turned back to normal. And during that time he thought of a purrfect pun.

“No kitten’ about these burgers being good aye?”He says, looking at the human still eating their small burger. Though it looked massive in her hands, even with half of it gone. He heard her hum in response as she can’t talk right now, not that he expected one just yet. He also noticed the human squinting at him like ‘ seriously?’ and turning back to take a big bite out of it, with juices running down her fingers the more she dug into it trying to finish the burger which Honestly did not take that long at all.

Heh, Even humans can’t resist shoving his Burgers down. They were just That good.

“Hehe yeah, that burger was purr-fection” She finally managed to say after having the final bite of the heavenly food.

She even punned back with a related pun, If he didn't already have a favourite human right now you would be next in line. That’s if he knew you of course. Which he didn’t. But the reaction to the burger says anything is that you will return here. He feels himself feel a bit happier at the thought.

He had to look away as She started licking her fingers now, getting the last of the burger juices that ran down her small hands Much like him… except he froze time to do so… His lewd thoughts coming back to haunt him. He forced them away very quickly. He was not about to do That to someone he just meets! That would be rude. But fuck he hasn’t had any action in a while. He was left bone dry for god knows how long. But he was never this bad. Maybe he should cut his work hours for a while, take a break. Yeah. That would work. It wouldn't but he hopes so.

He KNOWS it won’t but he is too much denial now to care about logic. Just excuses.

Yet still, he opened his mouth to make a pun.

“Could say it’s finger licking good”, He is looking at the female, cleaning off her fingers with an innocent doe look on her face with her fingers in that mouth…

He Felt his SOUL thump in his chest. He can’t be in denial now, yet he still is. He refused to believe that was significant nope. He was going to be stubborn about this and he didn't care. Nor did he knew what it meant. And… he didn’t want too. Whatever it is. He has a feeling it won’t go away,

He was shocked and hoped to the gods no one had heard it because he felt it. And it felt Big . Momentary letting his concentration of holding back the blush that he was fighting, flater for a second. The blush returning with a hint of blue glow on his cheeks. It was only for split second but that was enough. He hopes to god you didn’t see it. Nor the shudder he which rattled his bones had when he met your eyes with his own.

What on earth did he get himself into?

┗(＾0＾) ┓ Back to the present ┏(＾0＾)┛

He blinked as he brought himself back to the present, blushing once again. And don't think what happened after she left, as he stayed until Papyrus called him to come home, worried about him and also wanted to be read a bedtime story as always. Bless Papyrus may he forever be innocent. Though he knows that is a foolish notion, he still tries his best for his bro and his innocence. And Also be the best bro ever to his Bro that was The freakin coolest.

‘Get a grip’ he thought as he got up for the day throwing his ketchup-stained comforter off him ( half of it falling to the floor, half holding onto the bed for dear life. Poor comforter ). He threw on his classic blue hoodie not bothering to zip it up, and slipping into his fluffy pink slippers which in all honesty need replacing. Maybe he would if he found an identical pair. But today is not that day.

With a wave of his hand, the door that was locked now has opened and he walked out of his room, locking his door in the same manner when he opened it, casually walking down the stairs into the lounge where Pappy was sitting, eating Waffles with honey and watching Some human Tv program. It was still pretty early so had to be cartoons.

‘ Heh only baby bones watch those, but paps will always be a baby bones to me ’ he thought as he looked at his brother.

“AHH SANS YOU ARE UP! I AM SURPRISED, BUT!, GO AND EAT THE BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS” With a Nyeh heh heh in between bites of the fluffy crunchy goodness that is Waffles.

They smell pretty good, and nothing smells burnt. Yep, he would grab some. Makes a nice change from the breakfast pasta that he had yesterday. Not that his bro pasta was bad anymore since he learned how to cook, but still Pasta that early in the morning? Not quite his thing.

“Careful not to waffle them down to quick Paps”

Papyrus blinked for second before realizing there was a pun.

“SANS!”

He laughed before grabbing himself a serving, throwing some ketchup on his, drenching it like he did with his burgers. “Don't worry paps, I’m just butter- ing you up” He winked at his bro as he looked at the butter placed on the table, along with some honey. “PLEASE NO MORE PUNS, I SWEAR SANS YOU’LL LOSE YOUR WAFFLE PRIVILEGES, NYEH HEH HEH. ALSO, IT’S NICE SEEING YOU UP EARLY FOR A CHANGE” Papyrus shouted, though Sans knew he wasn’t serious. He wouldn’t dare take away his waffles, not since they are tinted in beautiful red ketchup. And he could almost see Papyrus smiling, even though he pretends to hate the puns. He loves them deep down. And he was up earlier than he normally would. He didn't see as a big deal. He just had a good night sleep is all and shrugged it off.

“The situation in the here is so terrible that it's going from batter to waffle.”

This only made the skinner skeleton madder. SO mad that he fighting off a huge grin on his face and losing.

“SANS!” he shouted at him much louder than he usually was as he turned towards him. He winks at pap, waffling the waffles down, heh, before paps could take back the ketch covered delights. Papyrus grabbed the closest thing to him which was the cushion and threw it at his head.

It bounced off his skull and onto the floor.

Both Skeletons stared at the object in question.

“I am not picking that up”

. . .

“IF YOU WON’T NEITHER WILL I, YOU TOUCHED IT LAST BROTHER AND I, PAPYRUS, I WOULD RATHER IT NOT TURN INTO ANOTHER SOCK LIKE DEBOBKLE”. Papyrus said, getting up from his seat and almost jogging to the kitchen, putting his plate in the sink to be washed. Sans would do the dishes later after since Pappy Cooked the meals and He, he cleaned. He may be lazy, but he does the dishes every time without fail. Manners are important, even for the lazy skeleton such as himself. He stares at the cushion that is on the floor. He thought he might just put a post-it note on it. Maybe next time, he was too lazy for it now. He picked it up and tossed it back onto the couch.

____(time skip)____

Sans sat at the counter at one of many jobs. Not like he needed them. Their gold and crystal that are from the underground has given them plenty of money to sit on for awhile. But work was nice, even if it was little boring. Was amusing to see humans reactions. Though not as great as that human he meets at Grillby. They paled in comparison to her.

Oh and he was also allowed to sit - not just because he was lazy, though that might be half the reason, - It was because he was pretty tall, and sitting down was a bit less intimidating than standing.

There were no customers as of yet, but it was just before the huge lunch rush, so he had some time to himself and looked at his phone, which looked small in his hands. He might just get an upgrade to get a bigger phone, though he could always ask Alphy’s to do it for him.

He scrolled through social media and the monster equivalent of those sights, seeing a few familiar faces here and there pop up. A few news articles peeking his interest. Some… not as much. He skipped over those until he had a message from Papyrus. That was not usual at all. Papy did text him a bit through the day to make sure he’s actually working.

From COOLDUDE, “SANS I HOPE YOU’RE WORKING, ALSO I NEED TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS WHEN GIVEN THE CHANCE. - PAPYRUS”

He even shouted in his texts. Even in the virtual world Papyrus was a loud person. But Him asking him questions? Now that was unusual, even for him. But he would humour him. Besides, he still had another 10 minutes to go before people would be left off work. Unfortunately for him, he was not one of them.

From Skellington, “hey paps, yeah i’m working down to the bone, heh. ask away”

Other than asking if he’s working, papyrus never does unless he’s planning something. It was nowhere near where his Birthday. So couldn’t be that. It must be something else. A small ‘ ping’ sound sounded from his phone as he got a reply.

From COOLDUDE, “SANS!! STOP WITH THE PUNS!!! ANYWAY, *COUGHS* AS I AM YOUR BROTHER IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT YOU GOT UP WHEN I ONLY ASKED AND I ONLY ASKED ONCE! IT CAME AS A SURPRISE AS THAT IS NOT NORMAL! AND PUT ON A CLEAN JACKET!”

So he noticed? Heh, even he didn’t notice that. Papyrus was right, he never usually ventures out from his from his room until like the third or forth yell with some loud knocking at his door which usually ended up being a knock-knock joke.

He completely missed doing so. No wonder paps were surprised earlier this morning.

He quickly typed a reply before putting his phone away and putting it on silent as he quietly prepared for the masses.

From Skellington, “it’s nothing to worry about paps, and sometimes I make the effort to look nice and cool like you bro.”

Short Papyrus p.o.v

He was staring at the ad that popped up on his feed that said “ matchMaker/ wingwoman for hire- the price for my services? Just a meal or two! Contact me with the details below… (phone number and email here along with other details of matching and what it means… also is Monster friendly) ” and then looking at his dating book beside him sitting on his desk by his Computer remembering a few lessons and tips for how to date for when he had a ‘date’ with Frisk...

He Pondered for a moment, looking at his phone reading His Brother’s reply.

It all made sense. Getting up early! Wearing Nicer clothing - least for his brother’s standards. Which in this case went way past those standards!

His brother Sans, might be dating someone! OF COURSE. He should have known!

Well fear no Brother! I THE GREAT PAPYRUS Shall help you out!, Nyeh Heh Heh! ... Heh!” He said to himself, putting the number down from the ad into his phone, eager to message this person of “winging” and “matchmaking’. He might even learn a thing a two. Besides this was for the good of his brother! And he would do anything to help and since the ad helped him put ‘2 + 2’ together, he would ask for the help of a fellow human!

From COOLDUDE, “HELLO HUMAN OF MATCHMAKING AND ‘WINGNESS’ OF WOMAN! I HAVE AN ENQUIRY TO MAKE AND WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD?"

#undertale fic #undertale #reader #reader insert #MatchMaker

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littlemislazywriter · 7 years ago

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Match Maker Fun

Previous/ Chapter 2 (here) Next/

The Reader got spooped. also, Grillby's Burgers are the best and are now her favourite person.. and Bar for that matter.

You arrive at Grillby’s thanks to a taxi. Cause if you having a drink or a few, best not to drive. Right? right. Look at you being all adult. Yeah! You feel good about your choices as you step across the road looking at the glowing neon sign saying “Grillby’s”. It looks pretty nice, A hardwood door, with a pot plant next to the door, growing happily.

You have never seen a bar with a pot plant beside the door. That was odd, but cute in some odd way.

You also spot a window, but couldn’t see inside of the frosty tinted glass other than a soft warm glow from the inside. You smile and pull open the door only be engulfed in warmth and smells of fire and cooked goods. This not what you expected. Most bars we not like this.

They were never this welcoming or.., warm.

Taking in your surroundings, looking around as you stepped fully inside, the warmth hugging you like a glove. You spot a few white… dogs? Sitting at a big middle table, playing cards, barking happily and petting one another.

Why would dogs be in a bar… and wearing armour? Confused but peeked your interest but you have no intentions of being rude in asking questions.

On your right there somewhat seems to be a drunk rabbit monster. You say monster because bunnies cannot get drunk and they are never that large. Not as large as a human.

Pretty cute though you think as you make your way towards the bar front.

Other than that no one else seems to be in the bar, besides the barkeeper who. Is Made of fire. That's… cool.

WAIT, MADE OF FIRE?

Your eyes widen as you look at him, How? Why? And why on earth are his clothes not burning off his hot body? Literary. He is made of fire. Better question.

How on earth has this bar not burnt down yet? It’s made of wood!

You get taken out of your thoughts as the hot fireman speaks to you.

“Oh, a human” She speaks in surprise. His flames brighten up at the sight of you for split second. “What would you like? I would offer water but I don’t touch the stuff” he jokes as he continues to clean the glass but is paying more attention to his new customer.

His voice crackles like a bonfire, but very soothing. You quietly wonder if he is the reason this bar was so warm. Yep, you were 100% sure he was the reason. And that this a monster Bar.

Awesome! You should have expected that with the bar being within the boundaries of the monster’s home. But what can you say, you were just after a drink to celebrate a small success for your friend.

You only blink in response to his question. Oh was he speaking to you? OF course, he was you idjit.

“Oh Um, I’ll go for rum and coke, please,” You say as politely to this, the man of fire.

He nods and turns around to get you what you ordered. You turned your attention to the rest of the bar set up. Lots of various types of alcohol littered the bar in bottles. Some you know, some you have tried and Most you have no clue what they are. But some do have pretty fancy bottles. Must be the pricer stuff you nod. Least they have variety.

You notice some of the bottles read “Monster liquor.” on them in the bigger font on a few of the bottles you didn’t recognize, they were also bigger and fancier looking too.

Well since this is a monster bar that does make sense. Though you note there is some ”human alcohol”. I guess they needed those too for the few human customers like yourself. Or you guess if monsters wanted to try it too. There at least seems to be enough demand for Grillby’s to have both. You hum in approval of your theory and might just be right. Won’t know till you see a monster drinking some normal alcohol after all,

But you wouldn’t turn down a taste for monster alcohol if that was all they had. Though you read somewhere it is stronger than normal alcohol. Which is good enough for you, getting tipsy for less? Hell yeah. Cause knowing most bars they charge some stupid amount for drinks.

You soon understood why people always had pre-drinks before going for a night on the town as soon as you went to your first bar. You just about cried about the silly prices when you knew you could get more drinks for less at home. Though you only wanted one maybe two drinks depending on the price. Definitely not enough to get wasted off your arse so no need for pre-drinks and your wallet thanks you.

Before you could look around some more your drink was placed in front of you with a soft clunk when the glass made contact with the smooth hardwood bar.

You look back at the bartender, smiling at him.

“Thank you… um…” You pause. You never did get his name. Oh, my was that rude??

But before you could say anything else he spoke. “Grillby, No need to thank me” he spoke kindly, though you did notice his flame brightening up again when you thanked him. You guess he wasn’t thanked much...

You repeat your words, saying his name. Raising your glass up in cheers and taking a sip of the lovely concoction of liquor and fizz. You feel the burn at the back your throat as you swallow the amber liquid.

Yes, this is the good stuff. You let out a purr in content, not knowing that you did. Sometimes that happened and when people noticed you always get embarrassed. But hey! It was a damned good drink if you say so yourself. You’ll have to ask what brand that rum was because damn, you for sure are going to stock up on that soon, if you can’t, well Grillby would have to stock up for your rum needs.

The fireman, Grillby chucked at your reaction, shaking his head. He had never heard a human have that reaction to his drinks before so he found it amusing, to say the least. He turned his attention away from you and towards another customer at another end of the bar, while cleaning another glass.

Does he always clean glasses when not doing anything else?

You feel a buzz in your pocket. Ahh, sweet phone, how you missed thee, if not the whistle sound it made with every message. You swear you were going to change it! But for now, it was just better to have it set on vibrate for now, least while in a bar. It was just a thing you did. Not too distracted by the phone, and not disturbing anyone nearby with it shrieks. Even better so now there were dogs here. You were glad past you thought it was a good idea.

You pulled out your phone from your jacket and opened up the text to see it was Ava. Ohh this better is good news.

From Ava, “So, he wanted to know what I’m looking for, was thinking of saying a good time and experience new things? Otherwise, I'd say *insert eggplant here* tbh”10:52 pm

Well straight to the point, aye Ava. She only needed a slight push and off she goes. Your work here is done, well almost. Unless they have a date, your work is not done. But for now, You can deal with this small victory. He likes her, that matters, oh and that she likes him. That is very important.

You type out a reply while nursing your drink.

From Spoopy, “Haha well that is what you after and if you could knock a few kinks off the list then all the better right? But hey if you get the D, then my mission is done. I am a damned good wingwoman. Feed me.” 10:54 pm

You hit send, putting your phone down, now have another chance to look around the bar. Still quiet but a few more people have popped in. some more dogs too. They just look so cute and fluffy. You have a great need to pat them but you refuse to give in. you don’t even know them yet!

The chatter of the bar is nice background noise along with some music, which you noted it was from a new looking jukebox sitting in the corner by a table which there sat a big large wolf. Werewolf? Maybe.

Anyway, it is a nice atmosphere. Felt like a home almost.

That is probably the alcohol talking now and also the content warmth of the place, sinking into your skin. Being so warm with alcohol? It hits you much quicker for whatever reason. But you were in no way drunk. Just having a nice buzz.

For a second the room seemed to sense and stop what they were doing and turn towards the front door in unison which was now being opened again. You Also turned your head towards the door to see what the fuss was about. Was it bad when they did this? Was it someone of great importance? By how they acted, it sure seemed that way. You could feel yourself getting anxious, feeling a slight certain tightness taking hold. You pushed it away. Hoping for it go away soon. Also thought and feeling off *you don’t belong here” creeping down your spine.

You hated feeling anxious. And hoped whatever this was it was not a big deal.

You were wrong, but not quite the way you think.

You see a rather large skeleton monster in the doorway. He was pretty tall. Taller than you that was for sure was the first thing you noticed he only was s few inches shorter than the door frame itself.

But wasn’t that hard to be taller than you, anyone could, seeing as you were below average height for your age, but almost always was asked for id cause you did look young enough to be both younger and older, depending on where they looked thanks to certain assets that happened to come over like, popping up like DAISIES. You swear if you didn’t have those you would have probably harder times going onto bars.It was amusing to anyone who questions your age only to be shocked because of the height or lack off. But you didn’t mind. Made a few things easier.

Speaking of ID. fire dude never asked. That must break some sort of law? Oh well, who were you to overlook such a simple thing?

The room seemed to sound louder than was before as cheers broke out happily and greetings to the Monster who just entered the Bar which he greeted in return, shaking hands and patting heads (mostly the dog monsters) you were almost jealous of that. You wanted to pat their fluffy heads!

You feel the anxiety leave you, thankful it was nothing horrible.

He must be pretty popular, you hummed in thought. Still nursing your drink, but you will probably need a refill soon if your now almost empty glass said anything. Since when this empty so fast.

You turn back around, placing your now empty glass back on the bar. The bar seemed louder than before, not bad noisy though. But enough to make you want to leave after one more drink from the hot man. As much as you like this, you like the quiet of your flat a bit more. Though was hardly quiet when the flatmates were home.

You soon felt a presence sat beside you on the left-hand side, taking up an empty seat as well as some more warmth blowing your way coming from Grillby who seemed to almost have dashed over to talk to the monster beside you to greet him and hand him... A bottle of ketchup.

“Going to pay your tab anytime soon?” Grillby’s voice spoke to the monster in a joking manner.

Your eyes followed the movement of the red ketchup bottle, only to be grabbed by a skeleton hand. You jumped a bit, seeing the hand.

It was a hand...

Made of bone...

How in the world?

It not like skeletons freak you out, but a moving skeleton hand. In a bar. Well, it is a monster bar. But you were not expecting a SKETONTION MONSTER to be seated next to you.

“Maybe one day Grillz, For now, I’ll just like to ketchup with you”. The skelly spoke. His voice was deep and held a baritone. It would have soothing if you weren’t slightly freaking out right now once again.

Maybe your anxiety had a good reason to be worked up.

Your eyes followed the lifting bottle up to the mouth of the skellington. His bone was smooth and almost pearlescent. He opened up his jaw, which you didn’t think it was possible! And his eyes... Were sockets closed as he drank? The ketchup? Surprisingly you are not grossed at this. You ate sour cream on its own. That is not what freaks you out.

He is a skellington

How did that not fall right through him? You think slightly alarmed at this discovery.

How on earth? You questioned yourself, gaping at this monster in both shock and awe. Mostly shock.

Grillby coughs and you break your fixation on the monster, Now blushing slightly out embarrassment and hang your head, looking down at the bar. Yes, this has suddenly become very interesting. Look at that wood. No bumps, no cracks.that polish. Yep. very interesting. Oh and so are your hands and that empty glass. Yes. The fascinating thing in the room right now.

You can feel the anxiety calling your name as it creeps in.

“One day you will or I may just forget to order your favourite ketchup, Sans.” he teased again.

Sans? That was his name… why does that sound familiar?

Sans gasped in mock horror at Grillby. “You wouldn’t! I would put you out of business” he almost yelled, making your head shot up at him, seeing his funny expression which somehow moulded onto his face. You were still confused about how he did that, still freaking you out a little. Just how did his bone move like that? Bones shouldn’t move like that! Right?

They should not.

But he is a monster.

SO that means things that shouldn't happen, Happen. Like his skull moving like a face would with skin and muscle on top.

Yeah, that totally makes sense.

“Grillby raised his hands and shrugged in away of saying ‘I don’t know, I might’.

“Anyway,” Grillby said, turning to you now, gesturing to the empty cup you are currently fiddling with.

“Oh um, y-yes” you stuttered now looking at him, sliding your glass over to him for him to take and get a refill.

Since the glass was gone now, you now fiddled with your phone in your hands to give yourself something to do… and try to ignore the eyes you feel on you now, your anxiety heightening up to new levels.

But being brave you look towards the pair of.. eyes/ pinpricks in eye sockets? Looking right at you. You gave a small squeak of surprise and jumped, a little bit too much as you fall back on your stool, losing your balance as you fling your hands, grabbing the closest thing that would hope would steady you and stop you from falling, that happened to be the poor skellington who just spooped you right out of your seat….

You closed your eyes and brace for impact...

But nothing came...

You feel a firm strong arm, wrapped around the mid of your back, stopping you from falling.

Being brave, you peeked open your eyes again, looking up at the skellington, whos looking at you with shock and slowly turned into joy as he smiled wider - if that was even possible and gave a good chuckle before he spoke.

“You fallin’ for me already? I'm touched.” he joked, throwing a nice pun in there as he helped you back to the position you were in before you almost fell off your seat.

Blinking up at him you smile nervously at him.ready for him to let go. Where he was grabbing, too much squish. Also let the blush ensue, all over your face turning you into a ripe tomato.

“I guess so, I’m just so bonely” you punned back, sounding braver than you currently were feeling. Even though you were the little bit scared of him just before, as well as letting go of your death grip on his arm.

You hope you didn’t hurt him from doing that. But now you can take a good look at him, him wearing a blue hoodie with an off-white fur trim, black basketball shorts and you assume shoes, but you did not want to be caught staring again.

He removes his arm from your back, putting it back into his pocket.

“Heh if you wanted to jump my bones that bad kid, buy me some dinner first, say Grillby, how about some burgers.” sais said, asking his friend.

Gribbly just shook his head but compiled and went out back to cook him one, as grillby’s - you assume to be his daughter as she is green flames, but looks very much alike, and is also wearing girl clothing. Was bad to assume they are female? Probably. But she tends the bar when he’s gone.

You blushed at what he said and probably would have choked on your drink if you had any. Lucky you didn’t. But you did hide your face in your hands, wanting the ground to swallow you hole.

Sans just laughed at your reaction but he had turned his gaze away from the female human beside him. Waiting patiently for his burger while drinking some more of his favourite ketchup.

You notice your drink has been refilled, placed to where it was before and take it happily, even happier to have something else in your hands and something to drink, hoping for it to wash away your embarrassment and give you a small confidence boost as it burns pleasantly on the way down.

You look at your phone to glance at the time, it read 11:15 pm. Not as late as you thought, but you should probably start thinking about heading back home soon after this adventurous night of being spooked by an actual spooky scary skellington. You will have to tell your friend that story for another day.

“So, sorry if I made you jump out your skin” sans Said, taking your attention away from the led screen that was your phone.

He did actually look sorry. In some odd way. What was with his moddable face?

“Oh uh, it’s N-n no worries r-really -” you said tripping over your words. Sometimes that happens when you’re speaking to fast. “It’s just never seen a skellington monster before is all.” You said waving your hands and lowering your head in apology.

“I guess I just spooped by a scary skellington aye?” you added, hoping to make him laugh. You hope that wasn’t bad. He is a skellington, so he should get the joke. You can only hope.

He paused for second taking the words in before laughing. “I guess ya did,” He said in between bits of laughter, throwing his head back.

“You’re an alright kid,” he said. “Anyway I’m sans, sans the skellington” he held out his hand for you to shake, so you did, putting your phone away, and taking his hand… only to hear a fart noise coming from the source of both of your hands.

If your face could be any redder right now, you would. “Omfg,” You said out loud before you could stop yourself, doubling over from laughter.

Geez, why were you anxious about him again, he’s a just a funny skelly. You had nothing to fear from him, other than a bad pun.

“Ahh the hand whoopie cushion trick, gets people every time,” he said more to himself, letting his hand fall to his side.

You finally composed yourself from your laughter outburst, still a bit red in the face, taking a sip of your drink as he took a sip of his ketchup.

“I’m [y/n], [y/n] the human,” You say, following the way he said it while looking up at him with a smile. “Also I’m not a kid” you commented, now pouting, but not seriously. Just enough to get a reaction.

“I don’t know, I’d you’re fun-sized” he replied quickly, turning away as he heard doors open from behind the counter and outcomes Grillby with a large burger for sans along with a second bottle of ketchup on a plate. How does he even need that much ketchup you’ll never know, but with the way he drinks it, you can see why. On another plate, he has a normal sized burger. Human-sized compared that giant burger sans is getting.

Well, he is a large monster, so he would need a larger source of food. But how on earth could he eat that? He’s a skellington!.

At this point, you decide to stop questioning how this skellington works and just roll with it…

That also means no questioning if he even has a tongue. Nope. You will not go there.

The food is placed in front of sand and yourself.

“There you go, oh and no need to pay for the burger, it’s on the house” Grillby crackled at you as you just about to pull out your wallet to pay for the burger.

But If it’s free food… you’re not going to turn it down.

Thanks Grillby, you’re the best” You say, excitedly as you look at your burger. It looked so good. You could drool. Grillby nodded and once again, walked away to another end of the bar only to get more orders from other customers and disappearing behind the door once more.

“Want some ketchup?” sans commented, but you didn’t break eye contact with this burger.

“No thanks bone man, I’m having this burger how it meant to be,” You say picking it up and biting into it instantly.

Sans shrugged and said something in terms of ‘suit yourself’, pouring ketchup all over his, and became a small mountain of ketchup and eating it too.

The burger was heavenly. Perfect amount of meat which was cooked to perfection, melted cheese, perfect sauce, lettuce was crisp and everything about it was just so good,

You purred once again, not caring who heard it this time around.

Best free burger ever. Grillby is officially your favourite person… monster? Oh well, he was perfect. Great drinks and even better food? It’s your favourite bar now. No more going to crappy human bars.

“No kitten’ about these burgers being good aye?” Sans says looking at you, all clean, no drops of ketchup anywhere, not even on his teeth and the burger was gone, only things that remained were drops of ketchup on the plate and the two empty bottles next to it.

You hummed in agreement. Not missing that pun as you squinted at him before returning to your burger which was almost done now. God, you must have been pretty hungry to eat it that quick. You wish you savoured it more. But there is always next time.

Time to make a Grillby spending fund.Yep, it was officially decided.

“Hehe yeah, that burger was purr-fection” you’re licking your fingers now, getting the last of the burger juices that ran down your fingers. You were not about to waste a drop.

“Could say it’s finger licking good” Sans replies, looking at you, watching you lick your fingers clean, with a tinge of blue on his face, not that you noticed. It was gone before you could see it

#undertale #Fanfic #reader #MatchMaker

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littlemislazywriter · 7 years ago

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Match Maker Fun

(Chapter 1/??) Next/

Summary: The reader loves being the matchmaker, the wingwoman etc for her friends~ and is quite good at what she does and enjoys seeing her OTP’s come to life. But what she doesn’t expect is for the same thing to happen to her in return. Let alone fall for a certain punny skeleton. She literary did fall. Flat on her face.

You heard the whistle from the phone, bring it your attention in its way of telling you, you got a new message. You giggle as you grab my phone, quickly unlocking it and reading the message as you lay in bed.

From Ava, “Sent the pic, turned off my data, XD Heck” 6:46 pm Oh Ava. She is such a sweetie pie, if not shy. She is also one of your best friends. Also needs a little help from a wingwoman such as yourself. What can you say? You’re happy to help out a friend who needs a little push in the right direction and maybe a bit of coaching to give her the confidence boost she needs

You quickly type out a reply.

From Spoopy, “Avvvvvvvaaaa. Don’t you want to see his reply, hmmmm *insert purple devil emoji here x2* 6:47 pm

What can you say other than you are a fast typer? Thanks to school for teaching you that. All those times of texting under the desk have served you well. Least it’s one of the things school did right.

You hit send, giggling like a little school girl. Oh, bless this chick. And her innocent ways. Though she was anything but.

Another whistle from the phone. gezz that was quick you thought.

From Ava, “ XD I’m just shy, heck, also scared of his reply XD.” 6:50pm

From Spoopy, “he’s probably just as nervous as you are, because well, your boobs are great. A+ on that picture. XD” 6:51pm

Yep, she is doing that, though was only a cute picture, tongue poking out, with such an innocent expression with her puppy brown eyes, long flowing hair and her cute flowery dress, showing off just amount of cleavage. Enough to tease, yet enough remain completely innocent. Just perfect. You’re glad she followed your suggestion.

From Ava, “True that XD” 6:52pm

From Spoopy, “ pats you like a cat, Well, if you’re THAT worried, wait a few more minutes before turning your data back on. Gurly~” 6:53pm

You got a quick reply to her saying, "Oki." and smile emjoi.

Sigh such a sweet innocent lass when it comes to getting guys. Yet she is older than you and you’re the one helping her. You giggle at the thought. Though when she came to you asking for a little bit of help, You were more than glad to help her out.

Hell! She brought you some great Donuts a few days ago as a way of payment to help her out a bit if you could. It was at a place called “Miss Muffet's bakery and Cafe”. They have some damned good doughnuts. And if You couldn’t, who the fuck turns down free food? You don’t.

You decided on a reply to cheer her on. Cause if she’s as nervous as You think she is, she would need this. While you did that you got up and left your partly messy room and into the lounge, fetching a drink from the kitchen while you are at it.

You need it on a hot summer day like today. And who could say no to good old aircon to save you on days like these? You couldn't!

You plopped yourself on the couch, placing your drink down on the lovely colourful coffee table that was not yours but your flatmates but didn't argue. It was just furniture, even if it was too colourful for your tastes. But it did what it was made to do.

From Spoopy, “You got this!! :3” 6:56pm

No word from her yet, so you go back to what was happening on tv now as you turned it on earlier. The news playing on TV, something about Monsters and laws? You were not paying much attention to it really or anything much with the monster-related news. Or any news really. Just bits here and there. Got too distracted and into this little matchmaking session and maybe the one before that. You do not multitask very well. Though you did manage to turn on the aircon.

God, it was a blessing, feeling the cold air blast the back of your neck. No more summer sweat for now.

“As you see, we need laws not just to keep the monster kind safe, but people as well. We all just want Peace” The big blonde Goat monster? Said.

“Oh right he’s the king of monsters, right,” You say out loud to no one in particular. Just yourself. Since there is no one home, but you and two small dogs, but they are sleeping somewhere in the house. And it’s not like The Tv will answer you. If it did, you might just think you’re going bonkers orrrr you need to lay off the wine for a bit.

It’s been a year since they have been freed from under the mountain they were trapped under by some horrible humans from the past. They are slowly getting their rights, much like human rights. Which was great, as they are ya, know, Alive and like all living things deserve a chance at life and be given a chance to live. With so much hate going on in the world, least this makes it a brighter day for them.

From what you know, they have their own town, slowly growing, making houses and all sorts of things alike. It was really quite quick how fast they put it all up for how short they have been here. Though I guess if you were them, you would sort it all out pretty quickly too.

Though humans being the best at what they do, being humans, some are monster haters, though you just see them as being scared of what they don’t know or don’t want to know. You pity those people. Cause from what you’ve seen, they are very peaceful and loving. Nothing to hate! Some are creepy you will admit, but you don’t mind. They can’t help what they look like. And your policy is “I don't care if you're black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor. If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that!”

― Eminem quote. It is what You live by cause it’s freaking true. Though you might add monsters in it to be even more inclusive.

A quick whistle sound from your phone drew your attention back to it, stealing it away from the Tv playing the background, quickly forgotten. As well as your thoughts on that topic and onto the on that calls for your attention.

From Ava, “XD No reply yet, possible rejection -” 7:24pm

You Blink in confusion. Rejection. OH HELL no. You are now going to have to talk to the boy she is talking to. He ain’t gonna be ghosting her, no way. No sir. You decide to finish reading the text before doing anything else and having a few choice of words with her match.

“ - :^) Either that or I could add a third virginity to my belt” 7:24pm

You Giggle. A third one? And you thought you were being ambitious with setting her up with someone who isn’t. Though the person she is referring too is your flatmate. Bless his soul. You tried to ask if he wanted help, but he refuses. Doesn't he see you can be great? But you guess not. Not yet anyway. ONE DAY HE WILL.

Either way, her and your flatmate? Nope. It wouldn’t be good. The one ship You do not sail.

From Ava, “ I kid I kid!” 7:24pm

Thank god! Cause he is an ass when he wants to be.

From Spoopy, “ Haha he’s probably just busy, or.. Fapppppping. >:)”7:25pm

From Ava, “I seriously don’t mind, either way, I don't expect anything to happen so no getting hurt” 7:27pm

Oh, bless her. But No self-doubting today NO SIR. Nope.

From Spoopy, “Yee, He generally does take a while to reply regardless of what he is doing. He’s probably just busy with work.”7:29pm

You quickly hit reply, hoping to calm her nerves a bit and not to overthink it. You do know this guy and when You do manage to talk to him, It takes one and a half business days to reply. He’s not a bad person, just shitty at texting or messaging online in general. He’s much better in person. Strange how that is.

But you can not be excused, you never answer the phone when it rings and let it go to voicemail. If someone wants to contact you, They have to text. Phone calls are a HELL NO. Nope, can't do ‘em. Won’t do ‘em. Unless it’s for pizza. You’ll suffer phone calls for Pizza. Cause Pizza is worth suffering for.

A tell sign of a whistle once again begs for your attention. You really do need to change that sound to something more pleasant rather than a boring old whistle.

From Ava, “Gooooood, cause I didn’t reply for three hours, so same here” 7:30pm

From Spoopy, “He’ll reply tho” 7:31pm

You quickly type, now putting your phone down in front of you on the multicoloured coffee table and replace your hand the drink, taking a few sips, mindlessly watching Tv, as a few more monsters now are on Tv, Doing an interview sort of style since they passed the important boring stuff.

Though now there is one more monster, along with the human ambassador, frisk on tv now, who is sitting between, the queen and the king who was already seated. Which you knew now as information appears in the bottom of the screen as they introduce themselves.

“So..” The interviewer starts off, “You say you are ready to take the next step, what would that be exactly?” He questions the two monsters, along with the young human.

How could such a young kid free the monsters You’ll never understand. He is just so… Young? Or is it a she?...But before your thoughts wondered further, the interview continued.

“Well about that, we are ready to get all the remaining monsters out of the mountain we used to call home, and Finish building the school, located by our “new new new Home’, and we are working out a way for both young monsters and children alike to enroll at the new school.” Toriel answered happily, practically gleaming, as frisk beamed up at Toriel and then at the person doing the interview. From what you knew she always wanted to be a teacher. It’s what she said in the previous interview when the idea of building the school came about.

You retrieve the phone from the holding place on the table and quickly looked up where it was on the map on my phone, at least the area, Thankfully google maps have updated to include the “newnewnew Home”. Turns out it’s not that far away from where you are. Huh, Might have to pay a visit. You even spy an icon for a bar. Okay, it’s decided you are going.

“Yes we are very excited about that and getting all of my people out on the surface,” Asgore said in agreement, also very happy with this development.

The interviewer seemed happy at this too but turned his question onto Little frisk.

“What do you think about that? Going to school with both other children and little monsters?”

Frisk seem to be pretty excited once more as he began to do some sign language, moving his pretty fast, they sometimes looked like a blur on the screen. Everyone giggled at his enthusiasm as they told him to slow down. Soon a translation came up on screen, seeing as this was public TV and not everyone would know what the young child has said. Smart.

Hell You wouldn’t know any. You never had a need to learn it really. And if you did, you didn’t have anyone to practice with or use it.

“I am very excited I get to be with all of my friends from the underground. I would not go to school without them, and I want them to make more friends too and for everyone to get along!” They beamed, they signed, though not as fast as before as he forced himself to go slower.

They are so childlike and innocent when they want to be. Which is good, they can’t be serious all the time, they need their childhood. And by god what he said warms your heart. Also, he has high hopes.

The interview went on for a bit longer, as you mindlessly watched it as it came to close. You turned back my phone, to see you got a message. That certainly wasn’t there before. You would have heard it go off.

That was very strange indeed but thought nothing of it as you opened up the message.

From Ava, “He replied and Liked it! 8:42 pm

“YESSSS” you did a small dance of victory. Looks like you don't need to have a little talk with him after all. Though you may ask him to see what he thinks anyway. After all. You are such a good matchmaker plus you wanted to make sure he was interested. After all, you didn’t want your efforts to go to waste after all. But first. The Bar is a go. You look at the time, almost 9!! You better get your butt in gear.

Cause you have a reason to celebrate a small victory.

Off to this “grillby’s” place you go. But first, you look at the times it closes. Would be a shame to go all the way out there only to have it close soon after. Be no fun.

Thankfully it doesn’t close until 1 am.

“Today is a good day”

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