The walls made of pure thick cement with a few red marks here and there. The bars infront of me as I try and fit in the small space. I've given up on relyin on my dad to come and find me. So I have to try and figure out how to get out of this place. That is... until I am taken to some random place. I apparently have been in some sort of pet shop in the underground. And all I had was a short sleeve and pants. Great for the winter right? I was so close to falling asleep, until I hear a bang on the bars infront of me. I jolt up with a small whimper, trying not to yell. The owner of the shop was some kind of... dog? I don't know. Seeing Armor on a dog is kinda freaky, especially when a dogs suppose to be in a cage. "Falling asleep already?" He growled. I never got to know his name but I never cared enough about him to ask. I shook my head quickly, afraid of what he would do to me this time. To fill you in, whenever I miss behaved, there was alwase a punishment. Sometimes a broken bone just for yelling, he was harsh. "Good! Cuz' I have a very strong monster coming to check you out. So BEHAVE!" He yelled. I nodded rapidly and he stood back up. I kept my eyes wide open, not even daring to close, scared that if I blink, I will fall asleep. The bell rang, notifying that someone has entered. "Alright, were is it?" A voice asked. The dog guy-creature-thingy leaned down to my bars and opened it up. "Come out." He growled. Obeying, I crawled out. I look up at the 'strong' monster. It was a man... on fire? The fire was purple and he wore a classic pair of glasses. I stood up quickly, becoming almost the mans hight. "Name?" He asked. I gulped. "B-Bella." I answered shy. My hair dangling down. He grabbed a note pad and started wrighting. "Age?" He asked. Why does he need information about me? The thought seemed for me to trail off and the dog guy bumped me. "S-Sorry! I'm 15." I said quickly. I'm so in trouble now. I had to swallow down a sigh from escaping my throught. He wrote it down and moved on to the next question. There were a few he didn't have to ask. "How often do you obey?" He asked. "A-As much as possible." I answered. The dog guy rolled his eyes and gruffed. "Okay.... sometimes I slack off..." I corrected. "How often is sometimes?" He asked, I think he raised a brow from the shift of his glasses. "At most every few months." I answered directly. He nodded in aprovment. "Come with me." He ordered. I looked at the dog guy who looked confused. "What for? Going to steal her?" He growled. The flame man shook his head. "Even if I were to. Everyone knows were I am." He walked away and I hesitantly followed. He took me to a different room in the shop. "I need you to take your clothes off, kinda." He said simply. I looked at him suprized. "I-I'm sorry what?" I asked. He looked at me. "You heard me." He answered. My stomach started to flip and turn. "M-May I ask why?" I asked. "The dog dude isn't honest and I need to know how well he treats you." He answered. "D-Do I have to take them... fully off?" I asked, starting to get uncomfortable. "No, just enough for me to see your back and stomach." He answered turning back to his pad. I sighed in relief and lifted my shirt enough for what he needed. "Hold still." He commanded. I obeyed and I feel his firey fingers graze on my back, suprizingly... they weren't burning my skin. He did the same to the front of my liwer back and he skipped my legs. "Your not going to ask about-nevermind!" I started, realizing I shouldn't question him. "Your what?" He asked. "I assumed you were going to check my legs to... my bad." I answered slyly. "I was going to... but decided there was no reason to." He shook his head. He grabbed my arm and pulled it towards him, examining it. "Broken bone?" He asked. I nodded in response. He placed his fingers over some bruises, and old cuts. "Hmm.... I think Sans will consider you." He mumbled. "Y-You mean? Your not-" I asked trailing off. "Well, I am the powerful one that meant to come check you out yes, but I don't take care of anyone but myself and a few friends." He answered. "M-May I ask your name?" I asked a little shaken up. "Grillby..." He answered, holding out a hand for me to shake. I took it and shook his hand, his grip was firm and strong. "I'll tell Sans your here. Hopefully you get out of here soon. But obey Sans... he does not take any lame excuses lightly." Grillby warned. "You up to it?" Grillby added. I thought about it. "Can I ask what's the worse he's done?" I asked. "The worse... hmm...." Grillby thought for a moment. After a few minutes of silence and Grillby's thinking. "Him yelling and breaking a arm. That's it." Grillby answered. I looked back at the direction of the dog guy. "He on the other hand will kill you after a certain point." Grillby concluded. I looked at him as my eye's widened. "I assumed you rather be with Sans then practically wait for death to come." Grillby shrugged. "Yes! Thankyou!- Can I give you a hug?" I asked. Grillby looked at me suprized. "Uh... I guess?" He answered, more of a question. I jumped and gave him a tight hug, smiling in the process. He hugged me back and patted my back. "You'll be out soon. I can find someone that will keep ya'." He whispered. "Why are you trying to help me?" I asked as I let go. "Humans don't get dragged down here and get abandoned. Let alone, I don't like that they treat humans the same way they treated us... it doesn't make us any better and it won't solve anything." Grillby shrugged, heading out the room while I followed. "So?" The dog creature asked. "I have a good feeling... but don't touch her until I make my mind. I might have someone pick her up for me." Grillby waved goodbye lazily as he walked out. "Your lucky he told you to let you be. Now back in the cage!" He yelled. I quickly obeyed, still afraid of being yelled at.
