To Strike The Match (Fell X Reader)

7

hours had went by sitting in the breakroom...a slow ticking of a clock...the crackles between you and your father as you conversated over what would go down today

it was if each crackle was in sync with the ticking of the clock above them...

a pleasant smell of cinnamon wafted through the area...unlike the bar that smelled of grease and salt and  burning embers...not that you were complaining you loved that smell to! but...the breakroom was your favorite...you didn't know what caused that nice scent but it was always present in the breakroom..

and you loved it..inhaling the scent slowly savoring every breath...it was smooth going through your fire making you turn a slight reddish pink hue due to your building excitement and rush of emotion...

this was the best place to read your books and draw ..its quiet soothing atmosphere was the perfect place to relax and let your imagination run freely...the bar was fun for being out and watching the others and conversating with the nice patrons was not a good place to relax and rewind...there was a place for everything and this was your favorite by far.

 ...sitting at the table across from Grillby lecturing about how today would be and where they would go...nodding quickly you agreed to everything he had said without really paying attention. how could you?...you were going out into Snowdin today!!

you were leaving the bar to possibly see a crystal cluster...to see something other than the same scenery...and maybe if you played your cards right and followed Grillby's every rule he'd let you go out more...maybe be out longer...perhaps one day all by yourself!..

this was your chance to prove to him you were old enough to be trusted and you just couldn't pay attention as you practically sparked in excitement in the seat...thankfully the chair you sat on and the table you leaned on were both fire resistant..you were sure if it hadn't been the poor things would have been ablaze by now.

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grillby hated this...he was taking his daughter into town...he didn't want to he really didnt..but after her dream?...there was no choice...

for hours he sat thinking over every answer he could have said..every action he could have done...but nothing seemed safe enough...he was fucked...his child would be visible to Snowdin..he could feel his soul tremble as he growled to himself silently...he could have taken her to...no had Alphys come here and use her science things to maybe...erase her memory of the dream...but that would make another problem...

if Alphys saw his child..it was over she was a fucking stammering gossip fountain! if she knew something would cause drama let say...a well kept secret about a monster and their entire locked up lively hood ..a monster who was shielded from the VIOLENCE of the underground and would be easy dusting?!!?!!? it would be a complete disaster! that or she would tell the king...

oh stars no that cant happen...he would force him to hand her over to Alphys...

Alphys would experiment on her..break her ..use her .. dust her afterwards...and somehow bring her dust back and kill her again!! oh stars if she told her damned not so secret secret girlfriend Undyne?...that bitch would monsternap her and train her and break her down into a tired mess of his precious child and force her into the royal guard...no...shed be forced to kill ...she's to innocent for that...more innocent than Papyrus used to be....wait...papyrus....PAPYRUS

Undyne...no she'd take her to him...shed meet papyrus...and if she so much as looked at him sideways by accident hed...no...no no no he had to stop thinking...that wouldn't happen...he wouldn't let it...he couldn't

focusing his mind back to the present.. y/n was staring at him crackling in excitement...she was slightly bouncing in her seat as she waited for him to finish his rules...wait...what rule was he on?.. no matter hed keep her beside him... how can he hide her in plain sight from everyone though...her fire was bright ..brighter than his...and what would hide her...feminine features from prying eyes.. monsters were feral beasts now...they don't care if something is deemed rude...grinning he pulled out his phone checking his inventory smiling wider to himself when he found it pulling it out of the screen..his old concealing cloak back from his past 

...it was perfect!...dusty and worn...but perfect...

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tilting your head Grillby seemed to be blank as he cut himself off after whatever rule he was on...his eyes unfocused as he mumbled to himself seemingly deep in thought. looking around you tried to kill the time as this happened...ever since you turned 8 Grillby had times where hed blank out in thought...as if he was frozen in time itself...

Shrugging you turned to your phone scrolling Monstergram for the newest music from Mettaton seemingly nothing but a random selfie of him and a mirror blowing the kiss to the camera....typical Uncle Metta giggling you were about to comment but a sound of a phones selection button sounded followed by a    *whoosh*

Looking up from your own phone  as someone called badskull_69 started typing on Mettaton's page... Grillby was holding a large greyish black hooded cloak...gold symbols etched across the fabric...it was if the gold shined as if there was magic infused in its etchings...maybe it was...if Grillby had it there was a high chance it was 

...he had so many weird enchanted things he thought she didn't know about in his hidden stashes and closet but that wasn't what caught your eye first...it was the red lava gem decorating the cloaks neck...it began to shine as Grillby held it....entranced by the glow you put your phone away slowly.

why had he pulled that out..?

where did he get it?...

you had never seen this in his closet before...it looked like a fancier version of the River guide had...maybe it is the river guide's old cloak?...you never remembered seeing the guide with a red gem such as this...

staring at each other Grillby and you looked at the cloak in silence as he smiled in triumph...why though you didnt understand.daring to break the silence you looked up at him as he met your gaze seemingly giddy now.

"what is that for dad?...where did it come from?"

Grillby froze at the question ..his smile faltering slightly

"this is what you'll be wearing while we're out today"

"where did it come from?"

it was obvious he didn't want to talk about it...his smile fell as he nonchalantly shrugged.

"my phone..."