A World of Hellish Joy

Hellish Joy

          "G-Grillby, be more careful! P-Paps I gonna see th-ack!" I tried to tell Grillby he was going to make everything worse, but he didn't listen to me. Normally he's more obedient to me. But tonight...I'm starting to worry.
"You said you could handle me Sans...I don't want to hear you complain." He hissed at me. I panted uncontrollably in small puffs of hot air, realizing I couldn't make anymore words through the pain. My crimson turtle neck was pushed all the way up to my neck and held there by one of Grillby's hot purple hands while my jacket was stuck at my elbows. I didn't let it fall off but it kept slipping everytime I lost myself. My shorts were slipping off my hips, but we haven't even gotten that far yet. The most action I had down there tonight was just a small, glowing red bulge that tented a bit, keeping my shorts in place. I don't think I can even make it to the end of this...
          "I'm disappointed in you Sans...I thought you'd put up a better show." He ran his fingers down my bare ribs. I could feel a burning tingling feeling as it ran over the cuts and scratches he's caused, and even my scars I could feel it. It made me shiver.
          "I'm...s-sorry..." Shit, I sounded so pathetic. He laced his fingers around one of my ribs and pulled his head down. I watched him, feeling my eyes squint in worry. He opened his mouth and I could see his razor sharp teeth, even though they were small they were intimidating; especially near my sensitive ribs.
          Grillby snickered to himself. This can't be good...I try to stiffen myself up and prepare for what I hoped was his final move, but his hands have me pinned against the wall, and my own hands were binded above me. He opened his mouth and his pink tongue rolled out. He dragged it up my ribs, making me shiver again. He tightened his grip on the ribs he was holding and retracted his tongue, but kept his mouth open. I didn't even know what he did, but the only thing I felt was overwhelming pain. The kind of pain you feel when you're about to die in battle after that one deadly hit. The kind of pain that makes you scream.
        CRACK!
                        SNAP!
             "Guh-aaAAHHHHH!!" I screamed as loud as my Magic let me. All I felt was the unwanted pain paralyze my torso and make me shake and pant in fear. I whined after screaming, trying to calm down but I couldn't. I started crying, red tinted tears filling up my eyes and bluring my vision. I looked down at the wound, two ribs sticking out and disconnected from the rest. They're cracked and flaking away as blood covered up the scene. My body went limp; if I wasn't being held up by the chain binding my wrists together then I would've collapsed. All I could see was red. Red tears blocking some of my vision, a red aura covering my eye sight and only red blood coating my ribs. It dropped onto the cold floor, making a small pool and growing larger with every droplet. I tried to look up to see Grillby but he was gone. When did he leave...? I heard him calling my name, growing louder right before everything became black.

"Sans!"

"Sans!!"

"SANS!!!"

          Ow...who the fuck was yelling at me? It's too early for yelling...I groan and keep my eyes shut, feeling like I rolled over, but only jumped up and shot my eyes open in reaction to sharp pain. As soon as I woke up I felt pain and only pain, hunching over and putting my hands over the spot that was screaming. It took me a couple seconds to realize the situation I was in. I sat there, letting the pain die down before I looked around the room. It was Grillby's house, I knew that for sure, but where was he?
I needed answers. I flung the bed sheets off my legs and swung my legs to the floor. The first step I took was not what I expected. I fell right to the floor like my legs weren't even there. I wasn't even controlling myself at this point. My body and Magic were doing their own thing. I found myself crying, my tears soaking into the carpet. Dammit, at least there was no one around this time. I laid there, my cries muffled by the carpet my face was buried in. I couldn't believe this, I couldn't believe how weak I am.
          "Sans?" Grillby's voice called out. I'm too weak to even face him right now...