Sooner or later your gonna be mine (Mafiafell sans x chubby reader)

Oh God... (Chapter 1)

Oh God...

I was hearing da' rumors, but I didn't believe he'd actually do it, as if our town wasn't a big miserable wasteland of violence, misery and murder already, now he's actually welcoming their kind into it as well.

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Frisk paused mid-stroke, as she heard the piano man grumble crudely under his breath.

She hadn't sang in this club before, neither had her sister come to work here either, so it was a first for the both of them, and truth be told, it didn't have a great dressing room for performers to get, "all dolled up," as many owners put it, so Frisk took it upon herself to dress up in the lady's bathroom, her sister suggested it to.

After putting on her shimmery low-cut baby blue dress and applying all that heavy makeup to her face, she exited the bathroom, leaving her after show clothes in one of the broken stalls and began brushing her hair on stage, and also to say hi to y

Before the show, although she was probably already waiting to say hi before having to get to work.

It didn't take much to style it, which was one of the main reasons frisk had cut it short into a bob hairstyle. One less stupid thing she had to worry about before she got on stage.

Just brush it till it looks neat, put a flower in it and the crowd still think you look like a "million bucks".

Not that frisk cared to much of what her "fans" thought of her. All she wanted to do was sing, get payed and go home with her sister y

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before she saw another fight break out between the members of her audience.

Gang members erupting into violent and bloody fights in the middle of her songs were becoming more and more common over the last few month's.

And what were these fights over? Anything really.

Gang members entering other gangs' territory, drug deals gone bad, gun deal gone horribly bad.

It didn't matter.

The result was always the same; somebody would be leaving in a body bag.

Neither of the sister's have gotten used to it, but they had definitely become quicker with dodging flying bullets and pieces of furniture that came their way.

Once a beer bottle had almost knocked the older sister out, but thankfully it missed her head. The same thing happened to frisk, only it was a chair that came her way.

They tried to deny it when they were younger, but now it was obvious.

The sister's once pretty city was quickly sinking into corruption thanks largely to the mob groups that were overtaking large areas of their city.

The rich and high class mobsters ran everything from the small mom and pop stores to the police force.

Even the city's official's were nothing more than corrupt individuals in nice suits with clean smiles.

The good decent poor folks suffered the most, having to pay out "protection fees" but there were always ways to make money.

Everybody had a price. Everybody could endure or change themselves for money.

The sister's knew....

To their despair, they watched a number of their long-time friend's get lost in the world of easy money and quick death's.

They had been to more funerals then birthday parties this year alone. They could never blame them though.

The world was going through a depression after all. And the sister's job's weren't exactly professional. Right know their job's were at seedy club's with even seedier owner's, whose business reeked of cigar smoke and strong booze and no matter how many times they showered the smell seemed to linger.

And their nightly shifts were filled with the lowest class of criminals. Not that they cared nor judged them in poverty levels.

In fact most of the people the sister's knew were struggling to get by.

( p.s. It's gonna be your last name of you didn't know.)

But when it all came down to the wire a rich mobster was just as bad as his poor lackey.

Both types murder for money and power and both types will harm the innocent to get what they want.

They really needed to get out. They just haven't saved enough money yet. Frisk may have been a popular singer in these types of bars, but with the "gratitude" they have the older sister, the pay wasn't great. It pissed her off they treated her sister so crudely, she didn't deserve the way she got treated.

But through it all, her sister still stayed determined.

They made just enough to pay for their crappy apartment, her bill's and the protection fee the local police force demanded of its residents.

Frisk walked over to were her sister normally was when she was gonna say hi, but she wasn't there.

"probably got called back, it's ok I'll she her in a while,." Frisk thought to herself.

Then the piano man called her over.

"Look at the last table in the back. You'll see what I'm talking about, toots." said the piano man.

"gasp"

"haha ha!" The piano man laughed.

Seeing Don Dee was a shock in itself, even a small fish like Frisk who he was just by looking at him. A top dog, a big shot, a huge fish...

(Sorry it been mostly about Frisk, but its for a reason!! Hang in there)

And the fact that he was sitting in this piece of shit of a bar was astounding in itself.

The man was known for class and expensive taste.

The suit he was wearing outshines all the cheap ones that almost all the other club patrons were wearing.

But the Don being here wasn't the most shocking part. The most shocking part was his companion.

The gentleman sitting beside the son was... Not from the city to say the least. And if he had entered the bar by himself, he would have been killed instantly.

But sitting with the Don made him untouchable. In fact, most patrons were going out of there way not to share at them.

"Say is he-" before Frisk could finish she got cut off.

"Ha ha HAH! Yep. The Don himself is invitin' monsters in the operation now. Can you believe that, toots? Disgutin' monsters.
Pfft.... He's makin' a mistake is what he's doin' gonna lose all that respect. Monsters... Now this town really has sank as low as it can go."

Frisk frowned at his choice of words, and the effect it had on her, but continued to stare, even though she felt a little bad doing it.

Till' she noticed the hungry stare the monster was givin' y

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1125 words!!! I swear I have never wrote a first chapter this long before!! Welp I hope you enjoyed this first chapter cause there will be many more to come hopefully!

And by the way I am using a reference from an app, so if In the future if takes longer then it should be for a chap to come out, its cause the creator of the story hasn't added to their story in which I can't add to mine. 🚫⛔ p.s. The chapters will be semi short so there can be more in the future and I love cliffhangers!!⛔🚫

⚠🚩again the original version of this story is not mine nor is any art unless I say and only the characters I put in not including your character.🚩⚠