- My Angel from the Sky - Gaster x Reader

Chapter 13: Water and Time

"Zavre, are you there?"

An annoying rattling of pans came from the door

"Zavre open up! I'm hungry! Are you making something?" you cried out as you tried to suppress the strong growl coming from your poor stomach.

The only response was the increase of the rattling

"Hey!"

It was difficult for you to keep your temper while you were hungry.

Without memories, food was kind of the only thing left for you to be happy about.

No one messed with your food.

No one.

"ZAVRE!" you shouted again with impatience

"..."

"...."

"Wait a moment!!!" a big and deep voice answered from the other side of the door.

Did Zavre change his voice?

That was confusing. ...

The door finally opened revealing Jack on the edge.

You shouted.

"What are you screaming for?!" Jack scolded you with confusion.

"What are you doing in the kitchen?!" you exclaimed indignant

"Well I was cooking somethi---"

"Out of the kitchen!" you cut him off pulling him towards you.

"Oi! Wait!" he protested

"Where the heck is Zavre?! He's never here when I need him!" you complained, looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of that thin lizard.

"He had errands to run. It's my turn to cook and I made spaghetti" he answered with calm.

"I don't want it! I'm not hungry!"

*GROOOOOOOOOOWWWWWLLLL*

"...."

"Maybe just two plates..." you corrected yourself shyly

"Two plates?!" exclaimed Jack in disbelief

"I can't help it! I have to placate my stomach ..."

"Fine then! But don't complain about my plates when you ask that much!" he huffed entering the kitchen to fill the plates.

Well he wasn't wrong. After all, in a place like that where humans were despised, you were being treated kind of well.

They could have just let you starve to death ... but they needed your soul after all.

"Anyway... Hasn't Gaster ever told you how bad your plates are?"

You had thought about this a lot and, from what you knew about Gaster, you couldn't imagine him forcing himself to eat that horrible dishes.

An image of him throwing the plate in Jack's face came to your mind.

Maybe he just ate Zavre's ones...

"He never tasted my plates" jack admitted as he came back with two portions of spaghetti... the sauce was black ...

"That's good ahaha you could have lost the other arm" you mocked him patting him on the shoulders.

"We monsters don't usually eat as much as humans" he answered with a sharp look.