Sooner or Later You're Gonna be Mine

Chapter 16 : HOTLAND

Grillby's is proud to present for the first time ever live human entertainment!

The sun's final rays of light began to fade from her tiny room as Frisk laid on her bed, her feet lazily propped up against the wall of her now semi-clean bedroom.   She reread the odd but undeniably eye-catching flyer Jim gave her.  The purple flame designs that decorated the flyer almost shined with whatever paint Grillby had used and the coloring of the letters were a cool almost metallic blue.  If Grillby personally created this flyer then Frisk had to give the man credit:  he had style. 

Sighing and humming the song she had chosen for her audition tomorrow, she flipped the flyer over and looked at Jim's name and phone number he had hastily scribbled on the back of the paper after she gave him her number on the restaurant napkin. 

On one hand, after Sans came back to her apartment, her bosses were calling her left and right eagerly offering her old jobs back.  How she got them back was easy enough to guess.  Sans took them away and just as quickly he gave them back to her.   And that stupid look of complete shock that he forged on his face when she told him she was gainfully employed again didn't fool her and he must have known it because halfway through his congratulatory speech he stopped talking and opted to give her a knowing wink instead and said goodbye to her.

Such a smug jerk, but just the same she had her old jobs back, therefore, she really didn't need to venture outside her city to another city for a job that wasn't even a full guarantee. 

But on the other hand, she didn't know how much of a guarantee her keeping her old gigs were.  Yeah, Sans gave them back to her but she really didn't know why he gave them back to her.  Did he give them back because he truly was sorry like he told her he was in the kitchen and this was an attempt to show her he did want to start over? 

That seemed possible, but she couldn't rule out another more common and likely reason why Sans would give her her jobs back.  Like Derek and like many other...unkind people Frisk met and had to deal with during her life, they had a sort of reward system they would use on her.  If she played by their rules and did what they wanted and she would get rewarded or in most cases, she wouldn't get hurt.

Was Sans doing the same thing?  Frisk frowned as she stared at the flyer feeling her eyes get heavier.  That seemed like the likeliest reason why.  She had accepted the skeleton's apology, she "invited" him over tomorrow evening to her house and all of a sudden she gets her old jobs back?  That was too big of a coincidence now wasn't it?

And even if it weren't and even if more than half of her believed that Sans was an...okay guy- much like his two brothers...

Ya came back in the building and ya smiled for the camera.  That takes some fuckin' guts, little lady.

Frisk made a deep groaning sound of annoyance in her throat.  Why the hell did that...man have to say things like that?  In a voice that was too sincere to be fake?! 

And even if he practically said the same thing her dad told her that terrible night without being prompted too...there was a small part of her that knew getting her old jobs back wasn't a sure thing if Sans really was using this reward system.

What if she did something unintentional that pissed him off and he got angry at her...what would he do?  Take her jobs away as a punishment and leave her stranded again?  The thought made Frisk's anxiety levels spike. 

He did say he was a gamble to be with and Frisk may be an unwilling player, but she was a player nonetheless.  And if the deck were already stacked against her, why not keep a few ACES up her sleeve...just in case.  And from what Jim said, Grillby paid well so maybe her hidden ACE could do more than keep her afloat...maybe if she played her cards right she could finally leave this shitty murderous town for good.