Mafiatale - Living Life Among Crime [Frans]

Babysitter [2]

Arriving at headquarters, Sans climbed out of the car, pulling Frisk along with him as Asriel also climbed out of the drivers seat. Sans made Frisk walk in front, giving her a slight shove to make her get a move on. They were heading down another dark alley, this one didn't have a dead end. Matter of fact there were a couple of twists and turns, until they eventually ended up at a building with a metal door. No one in their right mind would come down here, unless they were asking to be raped or murdered. 

Asriel was the first at the door, knocking several times in a seemingly rhythmic fashion. Perhaps that door was only opened to those who knew a certain knock. That way it would stop intruders from getting inside. That's what Frisk figured anyway. 

After waiting for a moment, a small hatch in the door was opened to reveal two staring eyes, with what looked like white fur. They stared for a moment before the hatch closed, and the sound of the door unlocking was heard. When the door opened, Frisk was once again pushed forward by the skeleton monster as they followed after Asriel. Inside, the place had a slightly different vibe than what Frisk might have expected. 

They were in what looked like... A bar? Weren't they heading to their headquarters? For some place that was sitting in an alley somewhere, this place looked almost welcoming. Well, apart from the staring monsters that seemed to watch with a careful eye. Standing behind the bar was a flame monster, who seemed more busy cleaning items of cutlery, cups and plates up than anything else. 

"hey grillbz." Sans spoke towards the flame monster, who looked up from his cleaning at the mention of his name. He may have been made of fire, but he could be strangely expressive as he seemed to narrow his eyes a tad in what they assumed to be curiosity.

"Hey Sans, Asriel. Who's this?" Grillby wondered. Sans sighed. 

"Just someone who caused us some trouble on our recent mission." Asriel explained for them. Grillby nodded.

"Well, I won't hold you from your business then." Grillby mentioned. The two monsters nodded, before pulling Frisk along to another door. Upon opening it, it led to a small hallway, which had an elevator sitting at the end of it.

"Get in." Asriel told Frisk, who did as he commanded, before being followed in by the two who stood at the front of the elevator, so she was stuck at the back with no escape. They seemed to be going further down. Wait, was this headquarters underground?

There wasn't a very long hiatus, as the elevator soon stopped at its destination, causing the metal elevator doors to slide open, revealing what almost looked like a Sci-Fi movie. Because it blew Frisk's mind and she couldn't help but slightly open her mouth agape as she was forced to follow after the skeleton and the goat. It was a large room, with many computers and screens sitting at the far end that could clearly be seen the moment you saw those elevator doors open. Monsters who looked like dogs in suits and other types of strange looking monsters appeared to sitting at these large screens and computers, taking care of business. It was almost like this place was somewhere for the CIA rather than the Mafia. 

Her eyes peered around to see serious looking monsters talking to one another at a table, seeming to sort documents and what not. When walking past, Frisk couldn't help but gulp when she saw that it looked like IDs of a bunch of humans with their photographs upon it, and some people's photographs were crossed out, with a noticeable painted lettered stamp next to it that read "DECEASED" in capital letters.  

"Uh... What is all that?" Frisk asked her two captors. Sans looked towards her in annoyance.

"you can't ever stop asking questions, can you?" He sighed. "THAT is how we handle a lot of... problems. people who cause us problems, betray us or people that just want to try and fuck us over." He explained. "you may see us as complete villains. but we do help people, usually with getting money in return."

"So you kill?" Frisk questioned. "That doesn't seem helpful to me."

"i'd just keep quiet if i were you, it's not like you'd understand." Sans said, which did cause Frisk to keep her mouth shut from then on as the tone he used with her did scare her just a little. Plus that pupil-less look he gave her which just caused his eyesockets to be completely black did give her the slight creeps. 

Anyway, being taken to another room in the building, which just looked like a large office, there were two goats who were talking in there - well, more like arguing. One was sitting behind the desk, he was quite large, with blonde hair and a blonde beard covering his white fur. He was also wearing a suit. The female goat had turned around to face them, her red eyes staring curiously. To Frisk, she looked more normal as she was simply wearing a light orange silk looking shirt, while her skirt contained a more eye piercing colour of orange. She also wore orange flat shoes with little white flowers on them. 

"Hey mum, hello dad. Are we... Interrupting something?" Asriel asked the two goat parents who seemed to glance towards each other. Toriel sighed as she shook her head.

"No, actually. You're not. Our conversation was just finished. I was just telling your father here that I'm quitting the Mafia." Toriel explained, which earned a gasp of surprise from Asriel, but it wasn't a good state of shock. It was bad. 

"W-Wait, you're leaving, why?" Asriel questioned, but before he could get an answer from his mother, Sans cleared his throat, interrupting the conversation which earned a small glare from Asriel.

"can't you discuss this later? not that i'm trying to interfere with your family issues or something, but we kind of have someone to deal with here." He said, pulling Frisk forward. 

"And just who is that?" Toriel frowned, crossing her arms as she seemed to disapprove the way Sans was handling her. 

"this damn brat, is someone who cost us tryin' to go after that traitor you asked us to go after. he got away, because she stopped us from catching him." Sans explained to the Dreemurrs. Frisk wanted to try and speak for herself, wanting to explain herself. But truthfully right now she was too intimidated to speak. 

"What is your name, my child?" Toriel wondered towards Frisk, who for a moment hesitated in answering. But then she opened her mouth to speak.

"Uh, it's F-Frisk..." Frisk spoke quietly in return. 

"So, what should we do with her?" Asriel asked. 

"Set her free. Bringing her here is ridiculous. What did you expect us to do with her? Exterminate her?" Toriel said mockingly, before looking towards Sans who replied.

"she knows about the mafia now, where we are and what we do. she could tell the CIA about it." Sans pointed out which earned a thoughtful nod from Asgore. Toriel seemed to growl at her husband for agreeing with the skeleton. Normally Toriel and Sans got on, but this was just one of those moments where they were in disagreement. 

"Okay, then let her join." Toriel suggested, earning looks from everyone else like she was completely insane. "Well, if you're not going to let her go... And you're not going to kill her, I implore you not to." Toriel said. Asgore was mostly silent, seeming to think it over in his head, before he actually spoke for the first time in this conversation.

"She can join. But only on one strict rule. Sans, you must keep an eye on her, to make sure she does not tell anyone about us." Asgore answered. Sans wanted to argue and question just why in the world HE was the one who had to be stuck with her. Why couldn't he get Asriel to do it? Or even Chara? Those two were capable, he couldn't stand the idea of babysitting. But even though he wanted to say no, he just sighed and nodded.

It's not like he had much a choice with Asgore being his boss.