The Assassin's Job {Mafia!Sans x Assassin}

Chapter 3

~~~~~~Wings P.O.V~~~~~

I pulled the last bag of my stuff into the back room of the building. I had gotten away by the skin of my teeth, but it was all good. I put my hands on my back and leaned back, making my spine pop. "Gah, I'm so stiff, I can't even move!" I hissed as I shuffled over to a chair in the corner of the room and plopped down. Foxtrot appeared in front of me, "Hey, why don't you go to the bar down the street? I'll stay here and watch over the house." I rubbed my eyes and shook my head to wake myself up, "Yeah, that doesn't sound like a bad idea FT, thanks." Foxtrot glared at me, "Don't call me that!" I put my hands up in defense, "Okay, okay, I won't. Now let me get dressed!" Foxtrot smiled before disappearing. I pulled myself out of the chair, walked over to the bag with my clothes and pulled out a pair of black torn jeans, a shirt with the words 'Army' across it and a camouflage elbow jacket. I changed into my clean clothes, hid my pistol in my jacket and grabbed my bullet belt before running out the door to my truck with keys in hand.

I opened the door and jumped into the seat and put the keys in the ignition, turned the key and started. "Now this is a nice sound!" I laughed as I drove from my parking spot and down the street a couple of blocks. I pulled up in front of a bar with the glowing neon sign on the front, "Back at Grillbyz again." I turned off the truck, grabbed my keys and jumped out. I walked around my truck and up to the front door of my favorite bar in town. I pushed open the door and put my hands in the air as I walked in, "Look who's here!" I shouted with a smile as people turned towards me and cheered a greeting, I put my hands down and walked to the front and sat on a bar stool. "Grillby, my man!" I laughed as I held up my fist and gave him a fist-bump. I fell back in my seat, pretending that there was an explosion after the fist-bump. Grillby just shook his head as he reached behind him and grabbed a bottle of whiskey, "Here's the whiskey and here," He paused as he reached under the table, "Is the whip cream you wanted." I squealed as I snatched bottle away from him and stared down at it in glee, "You got me some?" Grillby shrugged his shoulders, "The  job went well, might as well let you celebrate right?" I jumped up, leaned over the counter and gave him a big hug, "Thank you GZ! By the way, can you hand me two shot glasses?" I sat back down in my seat and opened the bottle of whip cream and alcohol while Grillby grabbed the shot glasses. I poured some whiskey into the two glasses and sprayed whip cream on top of the drink. I handed one to Grillby, which he gladly took, "Viola! Two whippets for the two of us." I sighed happily as I drank the drink.

Grillby leaned against the counter as he set down the empty glass, which I started to refill, "So, what's the next job for tommorow night?" I set down the bottle of whiskey and drank my amazing creation. "FT said that he's got a guy that's been putting down monsters for the past few weeks every night, can you imagine that?" Grillby shook his head, "That's sickening, has he just been going after boss monsters?" I shook my head in sadness as I stared at my glass in my paws, "Nope, he's been going after female monsters, and only females." Grillby pushed off the counter with a sigh, "Yeah, that what I thought when FT told me about him.... I mean, I kill a monster every once in a while, but nothing like what this guy's been doing." Grillby scratch his neck in thought, "Yeah, same here. We're going after that guy next... What a douche bag!" He grumbled as he grabbed a rag and started to clean dishes. "Let's get this guy by tomorrow night partner." The bell door rang as some monster walked in, making Grillby turn around. "Oh! Welcome back Gaster, Sans, Papyrus, and Frisk." I turned my head and glanced back to see the three skeletons and kid walk in the bar and towards the bar stools. 'Well, it's nice to see kid again, but I have to act like I've never seen any of them before.' I faced towards my drink and started drinking it again as they sat down in the bar stools next to me, "Heh, thanks Grillby, the usuals please." The short skeleton called from next to me. I looked to Grillby, my eyes saying I wanted an introduction.