grillbyXreader

Memories

You look at the note while grabbing the key from your pocket and unlock the door, you feel the slight warmth of inside when you walk in and close the door behind. Placing the piece of paper on the little table in the next to your keys and hanging your coat on the coat rack, kicking off your shoes in the process.

With water streaming down your body, it feels refreshing after laying down in that bed for so long. It's really weird to have this happen to you, but it doesn't feel off... It just feels like nothing happened at all. But, I still wonder what happened... You turn off the shower and step out, drying yourself off with a nearby towel and putting on some comfortable clothes. Heading to your living room you grab the unknown number from the table in the hall and flop down on the couch, instinctively turning on the TV as you grab your phone from the coffee table. Surprisingly your phone is still charged and check some of the notifications you got while the random TV show is playing in the background. You look at the piece of paper in your hand and debate if you want to call it... "Aah why not? I'm bored anyways" you say to yourself and dial in the number, not knowing what to expect.

As you wait for the call to come through you look at the flowers already placed in a vase with water and let out a slight sigh. Suddenly you hear this semi low voice from your phone "you're speaking to the royal institute of hot dogs, how may I serve you?" Well, that was certainly unexpected... "Hey, I'm (y/n) and I think you're the one who put your number in my jacket?" There was a moment of silence and you could feel him thinking "I remember you now! Yeah, that was me who did that." "Oh, nice! Could you tell wh-" he cuts you off and you hear some high pitched screaming in the background, something about a sock "hey, I know this is a bit unexpected, but are you free to meet me at that coffee shop near town center? I'm sure it's nicer to talk in person" with a surprised fave you think for a moment and agree "sure, why not?" Some more murmuring in the background and "cool, I'll meet you there in 10" he quickly hangs up and only the TV is making noise again.

You've been at the shop for a couple minutes and sat down at one of the tables outside, just staring at the people passing by instead of draining your phone's battery like you normally do. Not knowing what to expect you're not really looking for the person on the other side of that call, until a certain short paunchy skeleton with a unzipped hoodie and a white T-shirt underneath, black shorts and pink slippers walks up to you holding out his hand. You go to shake his hand, instantly regretting it when you hear the sound of whoopee cushion and a chuckling skeleton enters your ear "hahaha! The ol' whoopee cushion in the hand trick, it never gets old" he says with a wide grin "name's sans by the way" "(y/n)" you say with a awkward smile and a bit puzzled expression. "Good to see that smile, C'mon, we're going to some other place" sans says as you get up from your chair and follow him down the street. We get to a bar with a big sign in front saying 'Grillby's' which seemed oddly familiar to you "I wasn't sure if you knew about this new place in town, so we just met up at that other shop" you nod and step inside with him and a little bell rings when your eyes lock with that fiery monster behind the bar.

(Sorry for the short chapter this time, bit of writer's block... But I promise I'll do a longer (1000 word) episode next time)