Gaster
I slowly drifted to consciousness. It was so warm and cozy... and breathing. I yelped, my eyes shooting open. Oh dear goodness... I was sleeping on Grillby...
I scrambled off of him nervously, falling onto the floor. His eye opened. I blushed a deep violet. He smiled. Why was he smiling?!
I quickly got to my feet, trying to say something, but all that came out were stammers. He chuckled.
"Gaster... You're safe. You passed out in the snow last night. I dropped in to check on your sons, they're fine."
"I-I... thank you..."
"... Gaster, I know you'd do the same for me."
He was right. I'd go to the ends of the earth for him. I'd... I'd do anything for him. Anything.
I flopped onto the couch, leaning my head back. Was Grillby's hand hurt? It was.
I jumped up, grabbing his arm.
"Grillby, what happened?!"
"... Accident."
"L-Let me fix it!"
I ran to get some bandages and wrapped them around his hand. The whole time he was smiling at me. I felt... odd. Warm... and fuzzy inside. No no no... Grillby's my friend, he doesn't like me like that, don't ruin it you idiot! I forced a smile back. Anything for him.
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What Will I Do With My Heart?
FanfictionGaster and Grillby are both unsure of what they would do if they lost each other, but they are soon to find out.
