Random stories I made

Grillzi numero uno

Literally, everyone I know loves this ship-

Only lit by a few dim lights and his flames, Grillby's bar was filled with laughs, chatter and happiness. Even if it was only provided by only two individuals, it sounded like a whole crowd was there. Even if these old friends saw each other every day, they always had so much to talk about. The conversation topics would dart from Sans not paying his tab, to Papyrus's loud and over the top personality, to old memories the pair shared, to her odd yet sometimes funny dreams. After a moment of idle chit chat, she erupted into laughter

"I remember one time when I was what? 7? I literally sealed my fate with men and my dad completely" she chuckled, trying to get a hold of herself. "Elaborate" Grillby simply added, amused by this although curiosity was nagging him. "Ok so, I had another weird dream where I see the future. And in it, I kissed a guy. After the dream, when I had woken up. I asked my dad what was the term used when two people put their lips together. He said 'It's called kissing, mind telling me how you know about this?'. Previously he had never allowed me to see romance movies or leave the house to go elsewhere than here or the ruins" she responded, this little story sparked something in him that only really happened when other guys got too close to her. He always pushed it off as being an overprotective best friend.

"So he was super mad and overprotective after I told him I saw it in a premonition. After I came out in public about two years ago, he was so overprotective" she laughed. That same feeling grew stronger in Grillby, he was getting concerned about it. "Who'd you kiss?" He asked

"I ain't tellin ya" she said childishly, he caught onto this childish behaviour and sighed. Her eyes darted to a corner of the room, she rolled her eyes to that corner and her expression turned into that of moody teen. He was surprised by this sudden change of expression "Shut up you void bastard..." she mumbled under her breath

"Excuse me, what?" Grillby asked, a bit insulted by her comment. She snapped back to reality "OH! Sorry! That wasn't meant for you..." she sighed, looking half-heartedly at the same corner "Then who was it meant for!? It's only the two of us here!" Grillby was concerned now. "IT WAS MEANT FOR HIM, OKAY?!" Uzara had raised her voice at almost a yell. He was taken aback by this, there was no third party in the bar.

"It's-It's complicated..." she sighed, he was confused and rightfully so. She massaged her temples. "It's something that has to do with my life before the road... a no good, cruel bastard attached his soul to mine before dying so now I see and hear him..." she explained her hand that was resting on the counter started to tremble. Grillby looked down at it before she went to search for one of her special cigarettes that were in her pocket. They didn't have any harmful chemicals in them, it was more like incense. When she took one out she looked at Grillby with a sad look before a small flame came out of her finger. She went to light her cigarette with it but the cigarette was quickly snatched out of her hands

"Hey!" She cried out, trying to grab her cigarette from Grillby. Before she could take her cigarette, Grillby had placed a hand behind her neck and pulled her in.

She was shocked by the warmth she felt on her lips. But then she came back to reality, he had just kissed her. She was happy, shocked and amused at the same time. Why now? Was it to comfort her? So many questions were spiralling in her hand. Her body had a mind of its own and she couldn't control it. She found herself kissing back, deepening the kiss at the same time. Grillby placed a hand on her hips, keeping the other on the back of her head. Meanwhile, Uzara slipped her arms around his neck. Next thing she knew she was sitting on top of the counter that was previously separated them. The longer the kiss lasted the more passion and heat (get it? Heat? Fire pun?) went into it

And then she woke up-

The 7-year-old Uzara woke up from her bed "DADDDDDD?!" She yelled, not wanting to get out of bed. Almost instantly a tired yet worried-looking skeleton appeared by her sad "WHAT?! IS EVERYTHING OKAY?! WHO'S HURTING YOU?!" He asked looking at the child "I have a very, VERY important question to as you" she pressed on. Sans, her father was just too tired to make her stop talking "wha...?"

"What's it called when two people put their lips together?"

She asked innocently, Sans stood there in shock, tiredness, confusion and disbelief

Silence...

"No more TV for you, missy" was his only response.

I love endings like these....