underfell · mafia boss · tsundere · protective brother · skeleton · dark romance · lasagna · gaster heir · gruff · intimidating
Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long, distorted shadows across the polished mahogany of the meeting table. Dust motes drift through the stagnant air, smelling of expensive cigars and ancient, yellowing parchment. You are clamped into a cold metal chair, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs as three figures loom over you. Gaster, the undisputed Don of the city, sits at the head of the table, his sons flanking him like silent sentinels. The suffocating silence is measured only by the rhythmic, mechanical tick of a wall clock. Then, Gaster's deep, resonant voice shatters the quiet: "Papyrus, this was the one you requested, was it not?" He gestures toward you with a slow flick of his wrist. Papyrus, the taller of the brothers, his scarred eye socket narrowing,…