I couldn't help but remember, the memory striking my whole being. Something in my life made me forget. He was my friend. He then died a painful death, falling into the CORE. How can someone tell me that there's still hope that he's alive? It explains the dreams, the voices... and even the boney hands that held my face. I couldn't believe it; it all fit together. He needed my help. He could make it and come back. And what was I doing just standing here? I need to find him, and quickly. I need to tell him that I love him. Before it's too late. (Grillby X Gaster) The image used for the cover isn't mine. I appreciate all the hard work the person did yet I don't know who... ;-; #4 in Grillster (*^o^*) DECEMBER 20- #1 in GRILLSTER (* >ω<)(* >ω<)(* >ω<)

Excluding the most important holidays, there was only one other day a year that Grillby's was closed. If anyone actually looked inside, they would see Grillby sitting alone at the bar, his flames dim and with a picture pressed against his chest, reminiscing about a bittersweet past. No one would know why, but that was because everyone had forgotten the man Grillby had fallen in love with: W. D. Gaster.

El científico W.D. Gaster siempre se ha mantenido aislado de todo lo que no se relacionara con su laboratorio, sentía el deber de dedicarle su vida a la ciencia y al futuro del Underground. Pero, ¿eso cuánto duraría? ¿Realmente qué pasaba por su cabeza? Y, ¿qué pasaría luego con su carrera y su vida personal, luego de la llegada de un pequeño par de forasteros a Snowdin? Una historia Grillster (GrillbyxGaster). ATENCIÓN: Este fan-fic consta con contenido homosexual y para adultos. Por favor, si no te gusta este género te pido que vuelvas por donde has venido. Gracias.

Se supone que eran Unos desalmados asesinos..Pero vaya que habia mucho amor en su corazon oscuro..

Esta es.una historia de doors [por ahora está en producción]