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

the encounter (Chapter 2)

*____* knew that people who differed from her own race and in this case species shouldn't be started at like there were some sort of spectacle, but *____* really couldn't help herself.

Sure she heard all about the monsters that lived in the neighboring cities miles away from her own, and sure she knew they looked different from humans and their politics were worlds apart from human, but to actually see one was... Well it was something that deserved a second glance.

All the while the older sister *____*...was being eyed hungrily, and by none other than the huge monster no more that fifteen feet away from her.

He was a massive monster, he was taller then any human *____* had ever seen and he was wide too.

( P.s. You gonna be 5'4 in this)

Not fat, but there was no denying how incredibly powerful he looked, he made the Don's bodyguards look like little boys, and his suit was even more impressive than the Don's if that were possible

*____* looked over a little to look at the monster, who was know talking to the Don, his jacket, fedora hat and trousers were black, while his waist coat was an eye catching "red".

*____* wasn't too find of that color, but she had to admit the monster had style.

A far cigar was in his teeth and the smoke coming from it was strange.

It wasn't grey smoke. It was red smoke and it curled in unusual design's before it disappeared.

But his size and clothing were nothing compared to what he actually looked like. He had a huge smile on his face and dispite the dimmed lights,

*____* saw a glimmering gold tooth flashing in his mouth every time the skeleton turned his head.

"Damn freak" said the bartender walking past her.

The skeleton looked towards her and winked at her.

That look... *____*

didn't understand why his friendly little gesture sent a cold chill down her spine but she quickly dismissed it.

*it doesn't matter, I'm not gonna talk to him if I can help it so that's that. " *____*  thought to herself.

+back to Frisk+

*crack crack* the piano man cracked his fingers catching Frisks attention, she looked over and followed his gaze, seeing he was looking at her chest, she covered her chest.

*hey, I ain't touching' em toots. no law against lookin'.* Said the piano man.

They needed to get out of this city. Go somewhere nicer where smoke from cigarettes and guns didn't greet them every second of everyday.

Where people cared actually if another person was killed, maybe when they had enough saved up they could move to the country.

Maybe live in a pretty cottage and start a garden, neither of them could remember the last time they saw a flower growing outside.

Frisk smiled faintly. Their mother always talked about starting a garden when the sisters were really little and-

* But going back to our conversation, the Don really is makin' a mistake. As soon as we let one monster in, more are gonna come just you wait. I mean, look at what happened when we started lettin' the darkies in.* Said the piano man.

*Why don't keep those disgusting thoughts to yourself and get ready for the show? Since the Dons here here we can't afford you screwing things up. Word around the grapevine is that you aren't the cream of the crop when it comes playing that thing* Frisk snapped at the piano man.