Mafia in the Underworld? {Mafiatale Undertale FanFic} (Sans x OC)

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Lazara's POV

I wake up in a bed of golden flowers. I stand up, looking at myself, sighing and tsking. My tights were ripped and I now had a slit up the side of my short skirt. I fixed on of my black suspenders, snapping them back onto my shoulders. I found my PK-111 several feet away. It must've shot off a bullet when I hit. I never have the thing on it's safety lock. I checked the magazine. 13 bullets. I sighed, putting the mag back in and cocking it. I put it on my thigh holster, halfway hidden in my skirt.

I walked down the only pathway, which was to my east. There was no sun, so I couldn't see where the hell I was going. I saw a flower... with a face.
"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower! You're new to the UNDERGROUND, aren't cha? Golly, you must be so confused," he said. I cut him off.
"Sorry to cut you short, flower dude, but I need to get out of here. Dad's worried and I need to kick a few asses when I get back on the surface," I said. The flower just gave me a confused face. I walked up.
"Hey!" He called. I ignored him. Sure, I was a bitch. I was a twenty year old bitch who got her way, and hated small talk.
"A human!" A... goat lady? said, looking at me with a smile.
"Hello," I said. I won't hurt innocents, so I gave her a small smile.
"I heard a loud noise and came to investigate it," she said.
"It was my pistol. It went off when it hit the ground when I fell," I explained. She nodded.
"Oh! I'll introduce myself. I'm Toriel, caretaker of the RUINS," she said.
"I'm Lazara, just call me Lil," I said. She smiled. I seriously just want out of here. Is it all just rock and caves? Well it is underground.
"Alright Lil. Follow me, I'll show you around the RUINS," she said, grabbing my hand. I jumped. I hated touching, but I didn't want to scare her, so I dealt with it. She let go of my hand as we came along of pressure plates in a diamond shape. She did the puzzle, explaining everything about the RUINS.

We got to her tidy house. We walked inside and she led me to a room down the hall. It was the first door.
"This will be your room. Is something burning... anyways! Make yourself at home," she said, running off. I walked inside the small room. Maybe this isn't the best room, but I'll deal with it. There was toys, stuffed animals, a closet, flowers, and a picture. The bed looked soft. It was a bit bigger than my, 5 inches smaller than average woman height... meaning I'm 4'11".

I know what you're thinking. A 4'11" mafia leader daughter, who can scare people off with a single glare... is actually scary? Yes, I may be small, but I got loads of guns, and a glare that could kill if looks could.

I let my suspenders fall and took off my heels. God, if I had known I were to fall down a hundred-some-odd feet drop into the underground, I wouldn't of worn them. I sat on the bed, pulling out my pistol, looking at it. So many deaths, so many human lives. I won't kill anyone here. They're no threat to my father.

I honestly don't care if they try to hurt me, I've heard the stories of the war. Humans are way stronger than monsters, or so I heard. I know there's some pretty tough guys down here. They use magic, I use guns and knives.
Speaking of which, I pulled my knife from it's calf holster. It was such a pretty knife when I bought it. It's stained in putrid human blood.

I heard the door open. I looked up from my weapons to see Toriel, carrying a slice of pie that made my mouth water. I set aside my weapons.
"Is this for me?" I asked, pointing to the pie.
"Of course silly, I bet you should eat and rest up," she said.
"Thank you Toriel. Though I have to ask, I need to get back to the surface. If my father didn't need me, I would love to stay. You're like the mother I never got to know, but I have to get out by the time I wake up," I said. Her face turned to sorrow.
"May I ask about your father?" She asked. I nod.
"Well, my father is a Mafia boss. I'm his right hand hitman... woman. Though, I don't kill any innocents. I only kill humans that are a threat to my father. I guess it was obvious by the classy Mafia clothes that I was apart of one," I chuckled.
"Oh, I guess that was kinda obvious," she giggled.
"Yeah. But thank you, will I be able to take another slice of this when I leave?" I asked, taking a bite of the heavenly pie.
"Of course Lil," she says, kissing my forehead and leaving. I ate, setting my weapons on the bed next to me as I laid down, falling asleep.