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Heyy, I finally got around to doing one of these, and they’re gonna be quick and short.
This one was under angst, but when I saw it, I saw it as a more lighthearted thing so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
GrillbyxGaster
Words: 263
Prompt: 25: “ I’m sick. ”
“Gaster, just admit it.”
“No, never, I’m fine.” He barked back, in between coughs. He’d been down in his makeshift lab all day, and Grillby knew something was wrong. Turned out his hunch was right. He only needed to be in the room for a few seconds to tell that Gaster was not well.
“Really? Because to me, it doesn’t sound like you are.”
More coughs. “Really. Now please…” Cough. “I need to get back to work.”
“Gaster, this isn’t healthy…”
Gaster turned quickly to glare at Grillby, almost falling off his chair in the process. His face now visible, it was easy to see the dark circles under his eyes, or the light purple tint to his face. He sniffled.
Crossing his arms, Grillby did his best to look imposing. “You need…a break.”
“I’m…” Another cough “Fine.”
“Well, that’s a shame, because I was thinking of making some nice warm soup for you, wrap you up warm and take care of you.” Grillby looked back to make sure Gaster was listening. He was. “But if you’re feeling fine then I guess I don’t have to do any of that for you, you can make your own dinner tonight.” He knew Gaster couldn’t resist any of that. It was only a matter or time.
“…” Gaster grunted. “Ugh fine, you win.”
Gaster crossed his arms in a pout.
“I’m sick.”
“Oh are you?” Grillby mocked. “Want me to take care of you?”
“…Shut up.” He grumbled playfully. “…yes.”
Grillby laughed as he picked up Gaster in his arms and took him to bed.`
Hey! If you're doing the little prompt thing 187 (any pairing)?
Okey dokey my anonny friend
AsgorexGaster
Words: 256
Prompt: 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?
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Gaster was squirming, Asgore’s finger slowing pushing into his entrance, his walls stretching to accommodate the kings large digit.
“Ahh- ah Asgore.” Gaster moaned, head falling back, boney fingers digging into the bedsheets as Asgore pushed deeper.
“Mmh, you make such lovely noises.” Pushing in as far as he could, he started thrusting in and out at an incredible slow pace.
“Ooh, nhh. Please… give me more.” Gaster pushed his hips down to try and gain more friction.
Asgore smirked as he started moving his finger faster, moving it around inside him to find his sweet spot.
It wasn’t long till Gaster was screaming in pleasure, Asgore had obviously found it.
“Ooh stars, right there nhhh~” Gaster couldn’t contain his moans, he quickly fell into moaning in his own unique language.
Asgore kept rubbing that spot that sent the skeleton wild, quickly bringing him over the edge, coming around the king large finger.
His spine arched, legs splayed, gripping on the the sheets like his life depended on it. The lustful expression on his face.
He waited for the skeleton to come down from his high.
“Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” Asgore moaned at the beautiful sight Gaster was displaying for him.
“Well…” Gaster was panting hard, “It’s not everyday… you get… fingered by the king.”
“No, it’s not.” He replied.
“So much power… it’s a real turn on.” Gaster looked him right it the eye. “My king.”
Asgore smirked at him hungrily, “Ready to continue…”
oh oh oh 37 for gooberry please :3
Even if it’s a little, I still always write more for Gooberry
GGxRaspberry
Words: 391
Prompt: 37: “Dance with me.”
@sinisor
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Raspberry came barging in, quickly swiped the remote from GG and turn the T.V to a music channel.
“Hey, I was watching that.” GG complaned.
“Not anymore.” Raspberry playfully respond.
“Come on, I was finally watching T.V for the first time and I was enjoying it.” GG was still slightly annoyed, although the hippity hoppity music was lightening his mood. And he could never stay mad at Raspberry.
“Dance with me!”
“Oh, really?” GG asked with a smile.
“Yeah! Why not?”
“Well, I’d say it’s because I have two left feet but…” GG looked down at himself, then back to Raspberry. “I don’t have any.”
“Ahhh really?” Raspberry pouted, “You had to make a pun?” He scolded, placing his hands on his hips.
“Sorry I had to.” GG laughed as he stood up from the couch. “But really, I don’t… know if I can dance.” He becomes kind of embarrassed. “I… haven’t really tried since… you know… becoming goop.”
Raspberry understands, “That okay, we can find a way, I mean, I’m not good either but,” He offered a hand to the goop. “It’s for fun.”
GG nervously took it. “Okay.”
“Great! Then I guess just uh… mirror my footsteps and-” Raspberry started to move in time to the beat, taking a step to the side and GG following as best he could.
The two started turning in a circle, hands together. The two moved around in time to the music, there were mess ups here and there but GG trying his best to keep up with Raspberry’s steps.
A wide smile found its way onto Raspberry as he noticed the goop atop GG’s head flare more than usual. He was having fun.
It went on for a while, just moving to the beat. But the longer it did, the more confident GG became with his movements, slowly taking charge of the dance. Pulling off dance moves he once knew. Quick spins, dips, to lot. Raspberry’s eye became wide with wonder, it was like he was a movie.
GG guessed the song was ending, and pulled Raspberry into a spin, pulling him in close, standing chest to chest. Raspberry could only stare, soul pounding in his chest. He did expect GG to be so good when he was so nervous. It was so romantic.
GG smiled wide. “Guess I’ve still got it.”
You know, haven't seen Boppy for a bit with GG. How about....For once: Boppy and GG just hanging around? Since Boppy trust GG a bit more.
ahh here we go, I would have posted this sooner but I wanted to write for this one too.
It’s kind of an excuse to get a bit of backstory out for GG, I’ve explained a bit about it around the blog but here I can revise it and have it all in one place. And if you like sinny, can be canon between these too?
Words: 1028
He was a little nervous about doing this. He’d made good progress in getting Boppy to warm up to him, but he still felt like that the littlest thing could ruin all that. But he hopped this would seal what progress he’s made.
GG poured two cups of coffee and headed to the table Boppy was leaning against, his head resting in one of his hands. It was easy to tell he’s had a rough day, it was why GG was doing this. As he approached, Boppy noticed him right away, sitting up to look at GG and what he brought. He looked right at GG, waiting to see what he did next.
GG placed one of the mug in front of him, and moved round to sit on the other side of the table. Eyes avoiding Boppy as he drank from his own mug.
Boppy raised a brow. What was he getting up to now? He sighed and picked up his own mug and took a drink, his face scrunched up.
“Is it okay?” GG asked, eye’s still avoiding him.
“It’s a little bitter.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know how you took it.” GG looked away again. They sat in silence for awhile, Boppy kept taking sips of his coffee however. Face scrunching after a few of them. There was an uncomfortable silence between them.
Boppy got about halfway through before pushing it away from him. He leaned back in his chair. “So what’s this all about then?” He asked.
GG looked up. “Oh? Well… umm… just thought you could use one.”
“Hmm…” He couldn’t tell what Boppy was thinking. “That’s not the whole reason, is it?”
GG’s eyes widened.
“You wanted to get on my good side right? Listen, I might be warming up to you, but I’m still on edge with you. I don’t know anything about you. Why you’re here, where you came from…” his expression became darker, “why out of everyone you went straight after my brother?”
GG blinked, then frowned “I didn’t go straight after him…” he raised his hands to stop himself. He knew he shouldn’t raise his voice to someone like Boppy. “It’s a long story but… it’s probably one you want to hear right?”
Boppy crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, ready to listen.
“Thought as much.” God he really didn’t want to talk to Boppy about this, but maybe it would be for the better. “I guess I should start at the beginning.”
“I came from a different timeline all together, you know? One where everyone was nice to each other. Might seem crazy to you but it’s true. I ran a bar, just like your Grillby here but with the exception that I was nice to my customers. It was pretty much the same, day in day out.”
GG sat back in his chair, he really did not like talking about this. He started to fidget. “Until one day… The Void happened.”
“The Void?” Boppy asked. “How?”
“… I don’t know how. Not really. I was working when it happened. Tending the bar, serving the customers, the usual. And we all start hearing these panicked screams from outside.”
He starts fiddling with his hands. “We all went out to investigate. And there it was, a darkness spreading across the underground coming from Hotland. It was terrifying, I’m sure you understand why I’ve never talked about it before?”
Boppy nodded.
“That’s how… I became part of The Void and why I have to spend most of my time there. It’s like a connection, it fused itself with my magic and shattered my soul, but somehow I lived through it. I think many others did too. But that’s how I became this… ‘Void monster’. I had a proper flame back then.”
His hands clasped around his mug. He needed something to hold onto.
“I am trapped there, I don’t know if there’s a way for me to go back to myself. Stuck like this forever.”
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“So how are you here now?” Boppy asked.
GG raised his eyebrow.
“You said you’re apart of it, trapped. So how are you here?”
“I think it’s to do with the amount of magic I originally had. Most monsters along with their magic also have a physical form where as I am completely magic. It took me a long time to realise that I could leave The Void with a physical form, for a short time. I instantly tried to get back to my timeline but… I could never find it. I still try too. I went to many other timelines before coming to this one, and deciding to stay.”
Boppy frowned. “And let me guess, You stayed because of Sans?” A slight dark tone to his voice.
“W-Well… yes. But not the reason you think. When I first came here, I appeared in Snowdin. It’s where I lived, so it’s where I always start. But this timeline is a lot more… unfriendly than most. Some of the monsters tried attacking me. But that’s when Raspberry came along, he got them to back off. He thought I was lost or something and offered me to stay here for the night. I would have corrected him but… I was just a lot more quieter back then.”
“So you did not love him right away?”
“No. I admit I did like him and he has a certain charm about him, but I don’t believe in the ‘love at first sight’ thing. A relationship take time and mutual respect. When I was leaving he asked me to come back again sometime. And so I did.”
“Hmm”
“And you know the rest after that, we got to know each other, became friends then started dating.”
Boppy leaned back, taking this all in. “I may not like it but I must admit, Sans has never been happier. But you do anything to upset him…” He leaned forward, “And I’m coming at you like a bag of bricks, understand?”
GG blinked. “O-Of course.”
“Good” Boppy stood up, mug in hand. “Oh, by the way…” Boppy called out before he left, “add more milk next time.” He smiled.
Day 2 -Dirty talk
Please be nice,I’m really not good with dirty talk so it might not read well but I tried.
Characters: Undertale Grillby, Underfell Grillby
Words: 437
Saliva dripped down Grillby’s chin as he sucked on the light purple cock of his counter part thrusting into his mouth. The purple monster above him moans as his hand roughly grabbed the back of Grillby’s head and gagged as it was forcibly push to the back of his throat, earning a dark chuckle from him.
“Look at you,” Fellby groaned, pulling Grillby away. “Choking on my cock, did you like it?” Grillby remained silent, licking his tongue over his lips to catch some of the drool. He leant back, staring up at him with needy eyes.
“Of course you did, you whore.” Fellby placed his foot down on Grillby’s dick. Grillby let out a gasp, a shudder ran down his back.
“What a good little slut I have.” Fellby hummed, removing his foot. “Get on all fours, face away from me. I want to see that nice ass of yours.”
Grillby groaned, turning over on the floor getting on his hands and knees, pressing his chest to the floor with his ass in the air.
“Fucking beautiful.” Fellby growled, giving it a firm smack, gaining a nice gasp from Grillby, sparks flying as the two flames connected.
“Relax, I'm going to make you feel so good.” The lust dripping from Fellby’s voice was enough to bring shivers to Grillby. Fuck, he couldn't wait.
Fellby pulled down his trousers, fully freeing his hardened member, squeezing Grillby's ass with both hands and rubbing his dick between them. “You enjoy me pressing up against you, don’t you? You want my dick inside you.”
Grillby gasped as he felt the other lean down and slip one of his hand round his front and begin to stroke his eager cock. He dug his nails into the carpet, rolling his hips.
“Spread you legs further, slut.” Fellby growled and Grillby obeyed. He started pumping him very slowly.
“Hahh… Please.” Grillby whispered. This teasing is torture.
“I know you’re a quiet one, but you’re gonna have to beg better than that. Tell me what you want me to do.” Fellby pushed down against his back, mouth right next to his head, and growled. “And make it dirty.”
“Ahh! God please just fuck me.”
Fellby chuckled, removing his hand from Grillby. “I said…”
“Make it dirty.”
Grillby grunted. “Ah Fuck just… Fuck me with you fat cock. Wreck my ass till I can’t walk. Fill me up with your cum till I feel full. Jerk me off all while you’re doing it, please. Just. FUCK. ME!”
Fellby laughed again. “You really are a dirty slut.” And with that comment, Fellby slammed into him. Hard.
Day 21 - Shower/Bath
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Characters: Gaster, Underfell Grillby
Words: 1128
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It was a long day working at the labs. His back hurt and his bones wear sore. He didn’t even bother greeting anyone, he just headed straight for the bathroom and got the bath running. He added the bubble soap before Gaster climbed in and relaxed.
The bath wasn’t too deep, but being a skeleton, it didn’t need to be. It just had to be warm to soothe his aching bones. The skeleton closed his eye and sank into the bubbly water. The bubbles adding a sweet scent of flowers. Something that could help him drift to sleep. Relaxed in warm water, giving his bones a chance to rest from the long hours of dragging work.
So relaxed that he didn’t notice someone entering the bathroom until they were right behind him placing their hands on his shoulders, giving him quite a fright.
“AH!” Gaster shouted out, jumping from his relaxed position, coursing a few drops of water to land on the person behind him.
“Ah, calm down my darling.” Fellby purred, the few drop of water not seeming to bother him.
“I was calm… before you scared me.” Gaster mumbled, laying back down in the tub again.
“What was that, pet?” Fellby asked, making his way to the side of the bath. He was wearing a longish pair of rubber gloves, and holding a sponge.
“N-Nothing…” Gaster responded shyly.
Fellby chuckled, “Good, you relax. I’ll get you clean.” He reached for the soap off the end of the bath. Gaster watched as Fellby lathers up the sponge before getting to work. He glanced down, watching Fellby's hand move over his clavicle. Gaster took a quick gasp.
Fellby’s gestures were firm but smooth, applying the right amount of pressure for the circular actions to be enjoyable. Gaster found himself quickly easing into the touch.
After a while of rhythmically scrubbing, Fellby scooped up some water with his other hand to rinse away the soap. Once clean, he repeated the process, moving to wash Gaster's arms starting with the humerus. It was very enjoyable and soothing. He lifted Gaster’s hand out of the water and continued to wash his hand, mindful of the hole in them.
It still felt nice, Fellby began to move across his chest, sponge running across his ribs and sternum. Washing with soap and rinsing with water. It was until he got to the ends of the ribs where they met spine that Gaster jumped, sparks of pleasure running down it.
"Oh?" Fellby chuckled. “Sensitive there are we?” he muttered. The skeleton leaned back into position, looking away from Fellby blushing hard, earning another laugh from Fellby.
Fellby ignored the reaction for now, more focused on getting Gaster cleaned. Moving his focus on Gaster’s other arm, repeating the same action he gave on the first one. Again, Gaster relaxed into the motions.
But it didn’t last long as Fellby moved to the spine, gaining a gasp from Gaster. He moved the sponge up and down his spine, going lower and lower until it went all the way to his sacrum. Gaster was squirming at the touch.
Fellby smirked, finally being where he wanted to be, let go of the sponge, it rising to the top of the water, and starting rubbing at Gaster’s pelvis with his fingers.
“Ah, G-Grillby… What-” His mind getting too cloudy with pleasure to finish the thought.
Fellby laughed lowly, he leaned in and started licking his neck. Soon after, his hand began teasing. Strong but covered fingers kneaded into the bone just the way Gaster liked it. It was driving him mad. The rubber gloves sparked a pleasure that was unlike anything else and had him crying out for more as he lulled his head back.
"Ah…Grill…" Gaster whimpered.
“Wow, you really like that huh?! Fellby teased, “You want more?”
Gaster nodded, pleasure clouding his mind.
"After a long day at work," Fellby purred, kissing his neck, "you're desperate to ‘relax’?"
The lust on those words was enough for Gaster’s entrance to summon. Gaster nodded again a bit more forcefully, desperate for whatever Fellby had planned. Fellby stopped rubbing against him, causing Gaster to whine.
“Use your words, pet.”
"Yes, please—" Gaster moaned. “Put them inside me.”
He then choked on a cry as Fellby's fingers pushed into the opening of his ecto pussy and began moving in and out at a slow pace.
He really wanted to grab on to Fellby, to hold him as his rubber gloved fingers fucked him. But he couldn’t, not without hurting him. It didn’t help that Fellby kept increasing the pace, quickly inserting another finger to join the first.
Gaster jumped, causing a few more drops of water to land on Fellby anyway. Once again he didn’t seem to mind as a few tufts of steam rised from where they landed. He must have known the dangers since this is what he wanted to do with Gaster.
He was getting accustomed to the second finger when Fellby's fingers suddenly jabbed at a particularly nice spot.
“Ahh~” The sound that left him was long and lustful, and Fellby seemed to enjoy it as he began rubbing the area without the slightest bit of restraint.
"Such a lovely sound you made…" Fellby chuckled lowly.
"Grillby, p-please!" Gaster begged, he tried to form words but the pleasure he felt was so amazing it kept him from doing much else than moan.
He couldn’t take it, he gripped Fellby's arm as hard as he could to try and ground himself. Fellby winced a little, both from the grip and the water covering Gaster’s hand. But it still didn’t bother him, he knew the risks when he decided to follow Gaster into the bathroom and finger fuck him.
"Grill I'm- I’m going to cum—" Gaster moaned desperately."P-Please”
And suddenly, his thrusts were faster and harder, increasing the pleasure that was already driving Gaster crazy. It felt so good. Thus, the skeleton tightened his grip as he snapped his hips wildly for more. He tilted his head up and cried out loudly when he was finally pushed over the edge and came.
Gaster’s whole body tensed up. Purple magic flowing out of him, swirling and mixing with the water. He was breathing heavily.
Fellby removed his fingers almost instantly after, waiting at the side of the tub for Gaster to come down from his high.
“Better?”
Gaster looked at him, nodding.
“Talk to me Gaster.”
“Haa- It was, very nice. Thank you.”
Fellby chuckled, offering out his still gloved hand for Gaster to take, and helping him stand up on shaky legs. He then got a towel to wrap the skeleton up in, picked him up and took him to the bedroom to help him get ready for bed.
Big isn’t Bad - Gooberry
I kind of wish I was better at writing longer stories, like how do people do it ahhh.
Anyway, a request for @sinisor :3 sorry it took awhile, life and stuff got in the way. and sorry it’s short ahh.
Characters: Raspberry, GG
Words: 667
He heard it many time. Sometimes to his face, sometimes behind his back. Sometimes by strangers, sometimes from people he knew. But the worst is when it comes from yourself. He was fat, and everyone made him believe so.
Raspberry was running home, desperate to get away from the mean voices. Everyone was so mean around here, but all he ever did was be nice. It wasn’t fair. He slammed the door behind him running to his room, locking it behind him, not even checking if his brother was home. He wanted to be alone.
He stood in front of a mirror, just looking at himself. He knew he shouldn’t care what people thought about him, apperance wise. But it’s just so hard not to sometimes. You see it in yourself and it’s hard to disagree with them.
He looked down at himself, looking at his fat belly. “Nhhh.” Raspberry grunted. He hated it, he wished he was skinnier. He was trying, he went out and did his training everyday, but he couldn’t see a difference in his size, despite his bother telling him that he could. He felt that sometime he was lying to him, just to make him feel better.
He started to tear up. It wasn’t Boppy’s fault. He was just trying to help. It was his own fault. Raspberry pushed the mirror away, facing it so he would never have to look into it. The tears were falling now, he fell to his bed and just cried. His mind went blank, he didn't want to think about it anymore. Didn't want to think about anything.
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He didn't hear the noise at first, it seemed he was drifting off. But it kept repeating itself.
"Raspberry?"
He slowly started to look up when a hand was placed on his shoulder. Didn’t he lock the door?
“Raspberry?” GG was sitting on the edge of his bed. Raspberry hurriedly buried his face in his chest, hugging him tightly, tears coming back full force.
He was a little startled by his quick movements, but quickly embraced him, hands rubbing his back. “I… heard you crying. What’s wrong?”
There were a few sobs before Raspberry tried getting his breath back. He moved his face away to ask, “GG… Do you… think I’m fat?”
His eye’s widened. “Where has this come from?”
“Ev-Everyone else… thinks i-it. Y-You do t-t-too, don’t you?” Raspberry choked out.
GG hugged him. “Well…” He needed to think quickly. He wanted to be honest with Raspberry, but didn’t want to hurt his feeling, more than it apparently had. “...yes, but is that so bad?”
He rubbed Raspberry's back again, quickly continuing before Raspberry could answer that. “There is nothing wrong with being fat, and it doesn't define who you are as a monster.”
Raspberry was still crying. “But I-I hate it, i-it's still fat. Others are still going to pick on me about it.”
GG wiped away his tears. “You just need to remember that you're a physically healthy monster, Raspberry, which is more then what could be said for others.”
Raspberry moved back to look at GG, thinking hard about what he just said. “Y-Yeah. N-No one else g-goes out and trains everyday.” He smiled up at him.
“Exactly! And besides…” He gently pushed Raspberry onto the bed, hugging at his belly. “It's what I love best about you” He said nuzzling his head against his belly.
“Mwehhh~ GG! Stop it!” Raspberry laughed, a blush clearly making it was to his face.
“I can't, I love it too much.” He gave him a tight squeeze, placing soft kisses on it.
“GG~ stooop~” He cried out playfully, pushing his head away to stop his attack of kisses.
“Alright, I yield.” GG moved up to sit back on the side of the bed, Raspberry not far behind. “You feeling better?”
“Yeah.” He wrapped his arms around him from where he sat. “Thank you!”
GG pet his head. “Of course.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Day 22 - Scars
This one isn’t really a kink as per se. I mean it starts off with them doing it, but it kinda turned into an excuse to give a little more backstory to my Gaster.
Oh, and because of that, there is implied rape mention.
Characters: Gaster, Grillby
Words: 845
Gaster dug his fingers into the fabric of the sheets,head whirling from the pleasure, back arched as he moaned.
Grillby rocked into Gaster in a smooth motion. Every push from Grillby's hips had him sink down deeper into the mattress, each movement precise, pulling him into a lustful daze.
Grillby moved down to his chest, his hot tongue slithering out to lick at his sternum. Gaster gasped at the sensation, wiggling under him. “Grillby!” He moved his tongue in a circular motion, slowing his movements, getting Gaster to relax.
Gaster let out a moan, the slowness clearly working. Gaster closed his eye, rocking with the motions. Grilby moved up, licking his way up to Gaster’s neck, getting a quiet gasp out of him. The heat of his tongue feeling wonderful on his bones, he wouldn’t mind if Grillby stayed there forever.
But he didn’t, as he could feel Grillby move further up to place a kiss on his boney lips, his tongue taking control of his mouth as he places his hands on Gaster face pulling him in closer. “Mmh!” Gaster squeaked, he quickly started kissing back, deepening the kiss.
Grilby’s hands started to move, roaming around the features of his skull. His thumbs rubbing at the cracks around his eyes.
“Mhh.” Gaster croaked. That didn’t feel good. He never really like bringing it up, but he was sensitive about the cracks on his face. Neither of them had a pleasant story, but most scars didn’t.
He tried to pull away from the kiss, but something about this situation started to make him feel weak. He grabbed Grillby’s wrists and tried to pull them away, Grillby quickly got the message.
He pulled away, looking concerned. His movements stopped but his hand were still on Gaster’s face. “Gaster?”
He was now able to pull Grillby’s hands away. “Don’t… Don’t do that.”
“Sorry?” He was confused as to why Gaster’s mood had suddenly changed.
“M-My… You w-were touching… my scars.” Gaster’s voice shook, looking away from Grillby.
“O-Oh! I’m… I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s alright.... you didn’t know.”
Grillby wrapped his arms around Gaster, gently pulled out of him and sat him in his lap. He raised his temperature, hopping it would help to relax him. “You okay?” He asked, genuinely concerned.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It just… brings back memories.” He brought his hands up to place on Grillby’s chest.
Grillby was unsure what to do. Gaster was normally lively and full of energy, but now he seemed troubled.
“What happened?” Grillby whispered. He sounded hurt, sympathetic.
Gaster looked him straight in the eyes. He instantly regretted asking, if Gaster wanted him to know he would have told him long ago. His gaze went back down.
“They both happened before we were trapped underground, both from humans.” He moved a hand to his left eye, fingers hovering over the crack running down his cheekbone. “This one happened when I was just trying to get by.” His voice was starting to shake. “I-I was a… a s-sex worker, just trying to get as m-much money as I could to r-r-raise my kids.”
“I thought I would only be dealing with one human, but…”
He blink his eye, clearly trying not to cry. “I-It’s a very dangerous job, I-I’ll s-s-say that much.” Grillby gave a slow nod, seemingly understanding what Gaster was implying. Poor thing.
Gaster placed his hand back on Grillby’s chest, lips quivering. He raised his other hand over the crack above his right eye, reaching to the top of his skull. “T-This one h-h-happened during t-the war.”
He was quiet for awhile, then suddenly tears were falling from his eyes. “I knew a lot about m-m-monster souls. Because of that, I was the best h-healer around. It was why I was assigned a protector, a bodyguard, but…”
Gaster paused, tears still falling. He felt Grillby's hand move, whipping some of the tears away. He smiled at the action, but it quickly faded. “Before you, I had another elemental protecting me.”
“T-T-They were already hurt when the humans attacked, but they co-continued to fight back despite their i-injuries. I ran in front, t-to protect them.” He was struggling to breath, “It was… a-a terrible idea. I-I-I hurt myself and I-I failed to pro-protect you… I’m sorry...”
Gaster fell onto Grillby, sobbing and shaking. He felt incredibly drained. Grillby wrapped his arms around him, hopping his warmth would help relax the skeleton.
“You are very brave to have gone through that.” His voice was soft as he rubbed his hands across Gaster's back.
Gaster looked up from his position. Prompting Grillby to continue.
“You've gone through a hard time in your life, but you're here now, doing amazing things for the underground.”
“... I still hate them. Th-They're terrible reminders.”
“I'm not saying you should like them, but maybe when you do think about them, you can think how strong you are for surviving them?”
That was... actually a nice thought, scars being a sign of strength. Gaster smiled. “Thank you, Grillby.”
Grillby pulled Gaster into a full hug.
