Corrupted Flames (An Undertale Fanfic)

Chapter Four- Choices

(It's been a month and one day since I updated... my bad... still, I hope you all enjoy, you lovely turtles!)

The purple light flickered.

The monster smiled, pulling Sans back up to his feet. He smirked, "Good choice." His hand easily slipped from the skeleton's, as he began walking towards the back room, not saying a word to Sans.

Sans looked towards where he was headed, confused, remaining where he was standing, unsure of what 'Grillby' was expecting him to do.

The elemental opened the door, it creaking slightly in protest, "Are you coming, or are you going to sleep out here? It gets cold without me." He purred, seeming to be aiming for an innuendo that Sans chose to let sail right over his head.

Sans reluctantly followed him, already fearing what he was getting himself into. He puffed out a breath, deciding to just think about other things to occupy his mind.

The two traveled through the storage room, then through a small hallway. All the while the elemental's feet remained silent and the skeleton was busy keeping himself distracted by mentally listing off everything and anything he knew about space, which quickly turned to him trying to count how many songs he knew all the words to, which then turned to imagining cats with dog bodies.

By the end of the short walk, Sans was contemplating the pro's and con's to having a pet rock.

Grillby stopped, opening up a door to a small room.

The room was actually quite nice. It had a black furred carpet hiding a polished amber wooden floor. The night stand was a darker wood, a silver framed mirror hanging above it and a small, black lamp on the table.

However, as Sans peeked around the fire elemental, one detail did catch his eye.

There was only one bed.

The bed, much like the carpet, was made of sheets of black fur, the cover was pulled back slightly to reveal the red under-sheet. Even the pillows were made of the furry material.

Sans narrowed his eyes at the bed, "so, where do i sleep?"

"In the bed." The fire elemental answered flatly, as if it were obvious.

Sans glared up at the monster, "okay, so then where are you sleepin'?"

"In the bed." This time, his tone went from flat to suggestive, as he looked down at the skeleton.

Sans paused, leaving a void of silence in between them for a few moments before saying, "heh, nope, not happenin'."

The fire elemental stared down at him, before shrugging with a smirk, "Your loss." he purred, reaching into his nightstand, pulling out silky, black, pajamas. He then began stripping down, right in front of Sans.

With no hesitation, Sans immediately turned himself around, "seriously, no warning?" He knew, like skeletons, elemental's souls were visible no matter what, it was just a courtesy not to stare.

Grillby looked towards him bizarre. His confused expression quickly melted into a smirk, "Ah, modest, aren't you?" He chuckled darkly, "It's a rare thing to see."

The skeleton made no comment on what he just said, even though it baffled him a little to think that people wouldn't have the decency to turn around when someone's changing. He instead, asked, "well, can ya just tell me when you're done?"

The fire elemental rose a brow, deciding to test him, "Done."

"you're lyin'." Sans immediately threw back at him.