Life as a Skeleton Sitter

Chappy 14

In the next few weeks that follow things were very heartwarming. Enough to make the old G vomit. New G however is surprising her with lavender roses, the occasional dress or suit from a cargo jacking, clinging to her constantly and being to mushy with his words to much to be normal. It's really weird to you but you can't protest much or he makes a face that looks like a kicked puppy. Or he thinks he got you the wrong thing and the gifts increase. The one normal thing is how naturally horny he is. Twice to three times a day. It's more of a workout than your regular workout. It's taking so much of your time keeping your needy man occupied and happy you can barely do your job. You have no alone time unless he's at work and your space is constantly invaded. It's starting to piss you right the hell off. You got dragged away from a bookstore just last Tuesday because he wanted your opinion on sweater dresses. Poor papyrus hasn't had any time with you at all lately. It's nearing December and you just managed to sneak away from his clingy ass. You show up at the cafe you planned to meet with your poppy. "I'm here! Sorry poppy. G wouldn't let me leave. I had to sneak away. I know we were supposed to discuss theories of the multiverse effect but I need your help." He looks at you with pity and understanding. "ALL RIGHT MY DEAR. IM HAPPY TO HELP. ESPECIALLY IF IT MEANS I CAN HAVE MY FRIEND BACK. FRISK IS FEELING LEFT OUT TO." You sigh nodding. You know it's true. "What do I do? I feel like a doll getting dragged around and dressed up like a peacock." He nods sipping his coffee. "ALRIGHT WHAT HAVE YOU TRIED?" You order yourself a cup of coffee yourself and turn to him. "I've tried saying I'm busy telling him no refusing gifts turning down dates." You cough blushing before mumbling awkwardly. "Turning down sex..." He coughs to clear his throat blushing to as he has heard you two going at it on more than one occasion in spite of your trying to be quiet. "Anytime I try to get him to stop what were doing and listen to me so we can talk he tells me afterwards and then it never happens." He is quiet for a moment. "I may have an idea. Neither of you might like it tho." You tilt your head. "What do you have in mind?" He threads his fingers together as you take a sip of your coffee. "I'm going to fire you." You spit take and cough trying to get fucking coffee out of your lungs. "Not permanently of course. Just long enough to get his attention and get you a break. A wake up call if you will. I have a nice monster girl in mind to replace you. She already knows of this plan. Her name is muffet. She and G can't stand eachother. In the meantime you will be working with mettaton at the mansion. I will also signal frisk the plans a go since they know about this to. We were just waiting for you to ask for help. I am aware it might make him angry at me but it will be worth it in the end. That and I'm tired of him asking me what cologne you like and what suit to wear." You snicker at that last part. "Pfffft no wonder he's been drowning himself in forty different colognes everyday. I think he needs a crash course on dating etiquette. I think he got his advice from metty." Papyrus snickers blushing a bit. "That makes sense on why he's been acting weird. Just the other day he was on the phone ordering five hundred lavender roses for your first month anniversary." Your eyes widen. Your room is filled with dry and drying roses as it is. You've even been using some in your bath. Which you can barely get THAT alone without his horny ass sneaking in. You almost started a fire last time because you had lit candles and he knocked one over on accident. "What am I going to do with those? I have no room." He nods understandingly and sips his coffee. "I can tell. I keep finding petals in my room." You scratch the back of your neck and then you pull out your book. "Now that that's settled lets talk multiverse." So that's what you do. At least until you spot G beelining to you. "Why did you leave? I was worried kitten." He wraps his arms around your middle possessively. "I'm sorry G. I didn't want to be late to me and poppys book meet." He huffs making what you can only assume is the face of a disgruntled cave man. You are then picked up and you struggle. "G! Put me down!" You are set over his shoulders and your hands are bound by magic as you are clearly pissed. Doesn't stop you from beating on his back with your bound hands together. "G I'm not done talking with poppy! Your being rude!" Papyrus just sighs through his nose hole unable to decide whether or not to be upset or amused by this display of territorial dominance. Not to say your just territory but Gs reaction is a natural response of a monster with a mate that's in the public eye who hasn't been 'marked' yet. Papyrus vaguely wonders why G hasn't done so yet. Their soul mates so it's weird he hasn't. He probably is still worried she wants to change her mind. A sweet gesture but it's not needed. Your currently on the couch pouting pissed. "Don't look at me like that kitten." You huff and turn away from him. "Aww cmon. Lookit me doll." He stands in front of you and you turn away again. "Don't be like this honey boo. I couldn't help it." You just hunch your shoulders stubbornly trying to ignore him as he strokes your back whining and cooing trying to get your attention. He huffs and puffs poutily and clinging to you as you walk around doing your chores while ignoring him. It's really freaking him out and he's getting paranoid. Is she getting tired of him? Are the gifts not enough? Is it his cologne? Does his scent not please you? Should he buy more roses? Is this the point in time where he's supposed to human propose for human marriage? He's really freaking out about this and you can feel it. You sigh weakly as you can't stay mad at him in spite of you wanting to. You turn around and he perks up like a kicked hopeful puppy that's getting praise for once. Like your attention your giving right now is the first time he's ever had it and he wants to keep it forever because it's the best thing ever. Your beau is weird but it makes your heart flutter. You can't help yourself and you nuzzle his cheek bone purring just for him. Sure you have a overly possessive and attentive slash attention seeking soulmate, but he's yours. As toxic and needy as he can be he's yours.