[[DISCONTINUED]] There's Never Enough Of You 《Gaster!Sans X Reader X Grillby》

Fixing Problems

[[Gas's POV]]

You really didn't want to. Talking to that guy made you cringe in your stomach. You both knew that the only way things were going to work out, was if you became friends again. That was never going to be easy. You pushed those memories with him to the back of your mind and replaced it with her. She's just got that thing, the thing that makes you feel all... fluffy... and gives you those good vibes! That's the feeling she gives off to everyone. But to you, it feels so much more heavier. Like as if the looks she gave you was like being struck by lightning.

You teleport into the pub, getting looks from all around. The scene from last night was the thing they witnessed when they last saw you. Probably not the greatest feeling, but you still had hope. You keep your eyes to the ground and your hands in the pockets of your jeans. You sit down at the counter and cross your arms onto it. You bury your chin in your arms and wait. You see flames appear in front of you and you look up towards him. He just stands there. You sigh and sit up.
"listen, grillby. i didn't mean-"
"It's fine."
He turns and walks away from you. You slam your fist on the table and look at him with furrowed brow-bones.
"fucking hell, grillby! just let me talk!"

He turns his head towards you, "Why should I ever listen to you!?"

You growl. "grillby, i don't want to fight again."

He huffs, "Guess it'll make it easier for me."

The flames on his body and head grew larger and his fire flailed rapidly. He gets into a 'fighting' position and forms a large fireball between his hands. "you wanna fight me, candle? you little shit, let's fucking go." You get out of your seat and your eye catches a bright yellow blaze. You direct your hand towards him and a yellow glow surrounds him as you use your powers to lift him into the air. He grunts and throws the ball of fire at you and you let him go as you duck for cover. Grillby hits the ground and the fire ball disintegrates into thin air. You get back up and multiple bones appear behind you, ready to attack. You throw one at him and he dodges, making it stab the wall behind him. You keep throwing more and he keeps running in the same direction, dodging each of your attacks.

The last bone you throw, makes a slit through his leg. "AH! Fuck!" He falls on his knees and his fire becomes slightly blue. He clenches his thigh, stopping the deep red fire from rising out. You walk up to him and kick him in the stomach. "Hugh!" His free arm clenches his stomach and his breath hitches. A few monsters come up to you and grab onto your arms. "let go of me!" You kick one of them in the leg and they let go of your arm, dropping on the ground. "Nah, man! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" The other monster lets go of you and helps his friend up.

You turn back to Grillby and he's on his feet again, "You fucking psycho." He growls. He points both arms towards you and a bright stream of fire shoots at you. You teleport next to him and throw a punch to his face but he grabs your fist before it can hit him. He uses his other hand to punch you square in the jaw. You feel the crack on your cheek split slightly, making you yelp in pain. He shoves you onto the counter, knocking drinks over and letting them shatter on the ground. You extend your arm out to him and mold your sphere into a series of small yellow daggers. They all point directly towards him, and he stops moving. You hop off of the counter, sweeping glass from the drinks off of the back of your jacket with your free hand. You slowly move towards him, the daggers follow you. "you're trapped." You say, bluntly. He flinches, "Don't make me do this." Grillby warns. You chuckle, "what are you gonna do? cook me?" You say. He sneers, "Much worse."

His body grows and extends outwards, molding into another shape. Your eyes widen as he slowly shape-shifts into an entirely different species. His work shirt tears open, leaving it with holes and rips in them. He was no longer humanoid anymore, he was a large, flaming tiger. His glasses fall off as he grows, leaving him only in his (now worn) work pants and his teared up shirt. Long, sharp claws extend from his paws and he crouches lower with all fours. You were speechless. You never knew what powers he was capable of, but finding out he could shape-shift was mind-blowing. He slowly starts to walk towards you, getting faster with each step. You were frozen in fear as he sprints at you. He pounces onto you, making you hit your head on the floor. You yell in pain as he scratches and bites at your skull, growling. You push him off and turn the both of you over, pinning him to the ground. You repeatedly punch his cheek and jaw. He roars and whines in pain. "i! fucking! hate! you! so! much!" You hiss, throwing one punch to his face with each word. Deep red fire was flaming from the cut on his chin. You stand up and kick him in the back, stepping away afterwards. He slowly regains his humanoid form, twitching on the ground. "you can't... beat me." You huff. He breathes heavily and manages to get onto his knees. He looked different without his glasses and with cuts all over him. He stands up, "Leave." He growls. You took a moment to catch your breath. "Just fucking go already." He says quietly Without a word you teleport back to your room.