#the secret project

[craftsypenguin]

The shawl is officially out in the world as Blanca received it directly from my hands yesterday. So now I can share the adventure of its making :)

[jo3ydr3w]

FictiveTale Introduction and Chapter 1

We have in our system a running joke about developing a fictive of Grillby, and we thought it would be fun to make an AU for Undertale where all the characters are fictives of characters in the game. 

Warning for heavy use of swearing, and if you’re not into sansby (Sans/Grillby), this AU is not for you.

Italic is Devan, Bold is Kate, and Strikethrough is Grillby.

Pronouns: 

Sans (Classic) - They/Them

Devan (Alter in the system Grilby is in) - It/Its

Kate (Alter in the system Grilby is in) - She/They

Grillby (Classic) - He/Him

Froggit (Underfell) - They/It. 

Toriel (Classic) - She/Her

Undyne (Underswap) - She/Her

Mettaton (Classic) - They/Them.

Chapter 1 under the cut.

🎥 & 🕹

Grillby turned the box over in his hands. 

Are you sure you want to do that, dude?

Devan! Shhh! He's fronting. Let him make his choices.

Shush, Kate. I'm just saying Grillby don't know nothing about dying hair.

Well, I'm sure Grillby can ask Sans if he does need help.

"Yeah, Kate's right. I can ask them for help if I need it, but I think I can manage on my own for now."

Alright, dude, but I'll be checkin' in on you.

"Okay, Devan." 

It felt like no time had passed when he heard Devan's voice again. 

How's it-yooooo that looks so cool! And here I was worried it would come out awful, and you'd have to go to Sans to fix it.

Devan!

I said it looked cool, Kate!

"Should we go show Sans?"

Uh, yeah? Come on, dude; they'll love it!

Yeah, and you guys will match now!

What do ya mean, Kate?

Sans has theirs as white to match their source, and now Grillby has orange to match his source.

Oooooh, yeah! You guys do match! Now you def have to show them!

"Alright, alright, we can go visit them."

Hell yeah!

Language.

Let's go...

Thank you.

Grillby shook his head and started to head towards the door. 

Dude, it's kinda cold old.

It's right. You should grab a jacket.

"Right." He grabbed a light jacket and quickly put it on. "Now, let's go see Sans." He started to head out. 

"Hi, Grillby!"

His head turned to the kid crouching on the ground. "Hello, Froggit."

"Hehe, hiiii, how's your boyfriend?"

Grillby sighed. "For the millionth time, Froggit, Sans is not my boyfriend."

You wish they were.

Devan!

"Well, are you gonna see them?"

"Yes, would you like to join us?"

They hopped, or rather, attempted to hop. It quickly fell and landed on their face.

They should stop trying to do that.

For once, you and I can agree, Kate.

"I would love to join you!"

"Then follow along, Froggit." Grillby smiled and started to head to Sans'. 

"Okay!" Froggit followed behind. "What do you think we'll do today?"

"I'm not sure. Sans is full of surprises."

Froggit laughed. "Yeah, they are."

Grillby knocked on the front door. "It's Grillby."

"And Froggit!"

He playfully sighed. "And Froggit."

The white-haired teen opened the door. "Yo, Grillby, bro! And my little man Froggit. Get in." They moved out of the way. "I have the funniest plan for today. The others are already here, so we can head out soon." They led the two towards the parlor.

"What are we doing today?" Froggit hopped closer.

Sans grabbed their fluffy coat. "You'll see. Okay, everyone, let's go! Follow me." They headed out the door, and the others quickly followed.

"I-I'm not sure about t-this, Sans." 

They patted the questioning friend's shoulder. "Don't worry, Undyne. You don't even know where we're going yet."

She sighed. "That's why I'm nervous."

Grillby moved towards them. "Sans wouldn't put us in danger, Undyne." 

She laughed. "Yeah, your right. They wouldn't hurt a fly. Anyone would be lucky to get with them." 

Sans laughed. "Eh, that's far from true."

"No, it's not, right, Grillby?" She winked towards him.

Ooooh, shit, she knows!

Everyone knows, Devan. Grillby isn't very subtle about it.

Grillby felt his face heat. "R-Right! Anyone would be more than lucky to get with someone as awesome as you."

And as pretty, and as handsome, and as beautiful, and as perfect, an-

Grillby, you're inner world monologing.

Ah, shit, thanks, Kate.

Sans laughed. "You're too nice to me, Grilbz." They stopped. "Here we are."

"U-Um...I don't understand, Sans." They turned their head towards Toriel. "It's a mo-oh, haha! The joke is that we should climb it!"

They smiled. "Yep, today's adventure is climbing a mountain." They started climbing up the base. "You guys up for it?"

No one seemed to move.

I will. 

Really, Grillby? I know you like them, but this could be dangerous.

Devan is right.

"I'll go with you!" Grillby stepped forward and started to climb with them. 

The others started to follow.

"It sounds fun!" Grillby felt a pink-covered arm wrap around his neck. "At the very least, we can film a video or two."

"Yeah, Mettaton." He removed their arm from his neck. "That's the spirit."

He hurried to try to catch up with Sans.

"Puppy love much?" Mettaton moved closer to him. 

Play dumb, Grillby.

I have to agree with Devan here.

"What's 'puppy love,' Mettaton?"

At least that sounds believable.

Thankfully, Kate.

"You don't know?" Grillby shook his head. "It's like...when you're tiny and think that the little kid that sits next to you is the entire world without even really knowing them, except with you two, you're best friends, and...wait, are you out to them yet?"

"I'd rather not talk about this..."

"Wait, wait, wait, you mean you told me before you told your literal best friend? Wow, Grillby, you must really be in love with them then."

"I'm not in love with them."

"Not in love with who?" 

Grillby shuttered as he heard Sans speak. "What?"

They moved closer. "Who is it that Mettaton thinks you're in love with, but you're not?"

SHIT.

Please tell me we're not coming out this way.

Fuck no, Kate.

"Just a girl from school."

Nice save, dude.

Thanks, Devan.

"Oh, yeah?" They leaned closer. "Come on, I'm your best friend. You can tell me who it is."

No, you can't.

Fuck no.

"Maybe later. It would change a lot of things if I told you right now."

"Oh? Well," Sans placed a hand on his arm. "I'll always be here for you, okay? Don't rush it, and hey, if you don't ever feel ready to tell me, nothing wrong with that either. I just want to see my best friend happy with the right girl, yeah?"

Ewww, girls. 

Hey! 

I'm just joking, Kate!

I know you mean romantically, Devan. Don't worry, I feel the same with boys.

Yeah, but they're strong and stuff.

Girls can be too!

But they're not as pretty as boys.

Guys, you're being a bit loud...

Sorry, Grillby.

Yeah, Kate and I are sorry.

"Yeah, the right girl." 

Sans smiled. "You'll find the right one. I promise." They started walking ahead of him again.

Mettaton sighed. "How long have you known them?" Grillby shrugged. "It's more than long enough to know they won't react negatively to you liking men."

"Who likes men?" 

Grillby turned his head towards Toriel. "Oh, uh, n-n-n-"

"We're here!" Sans waved their arms. "We're at the top of it, everyone."

He smiled, then furrowed his eyebrows as Toriel giggled beside him. "What?"

"I understand what you and Mettaton were talking about now."

"You do?"

She leaned in close. "You like them. You should say it!"

"Yo, Grillby!" Sans ran over to him. "Look! There's a huge hole here. Who wants to go in?"

He ran close to the hole. It looked rather deep. "Why no-" His foot snagged, and he tripped in.

"We're jumping in? Okay!" Sans took a running start before jumping in. "Come on, guys!"

The others started to jump in after them.

"Ugh..." Grillby felt his body hit a soft pile of...fluff? He went to grab a chunk of it, flowers? He rose to his knees and slowly got up, leaning against the...wall? It felt like stone.

He heard a thump. 

"Grillby?"

He turned his head towards the voice. "Sans? Are you okay?" Grillby took them by their arms, moving them out of the flowers. 

They slowly stood up. "Where...are we?"

"I don't kno-" His head jerked back to the flowers as the others appeared in the flowers.

"That hurt very badly." Toriel stood up, her legs still shaking. "But I think we should go on." The others let out the best sounds of agreement that they could.

"Okay, come on!" Grillby smiled as they started to walk through the area.

Sans laughed. "Always up for an adventure?"

He felt his face flush. "Always."

Toriel held back a giggle as she walked by Sans. She placed a hand on their shoulder, stopping them, letting Grillby go on a bit further ahead. "I think Grillby likes you."

They laughed. "Of course, he does. He's my best friend, Toriel."

She shook her head. "Romantically, I mean."

Sans stopped laughing. "Tori, I don't think you even know Grillby anymore 'cause he's straight."

Toriel took a step back. "You can't see it?" Sans shook their head. "Hm...I see." She started to walk ahead.

They blinked a bit. That was weird.

Did Grillby like them romantically? Nah, Toriel was overthinking it. 

He was just their friend.

They started to walk again.

"Guys..."

Sans' head turned towards Grillby.  "What? is i-" His eyes focused on the entrance of a small house. "You're kidding me.."

The group headed into the house, finding the insides to be in shambles.

"We should fix it up." They turned their heads toward Toriel. "If none of you want to help...you can go ahead to whatever lies beyond. "

"I'd love t' help ya, Toriel." Sans smiled. 

"Me too!" Grillby raised his hand. 

Toriel clapped. "Good! Now, let's clean up these vines." The group started to clean. 

"Fuck.." 

Grillby turned his head. "Are you okay?"

"Got a thorn stuck in my hand." Sans held up their hand.

"I'll get it out." He held their hand, examining it. "Okay, it's not that deep, so I can pull it out. It's gonna hurt, though."

"Just do it, bud."

"Okay.." He gently tugged the thorn, making the piece pop out. "There we go. Thankfully, you're not bleeding, and we're basically done with the cleaning."

They smiled. "Alright, let's head out."

Most of the group started heading toward the basement, but Toriel and a few others didn't. "Well, we'd like to stay here for a bit. The rest of you can go on."

Sans nodded. "Yeah, I get that. Come on, Grillby, come on, guys!"

Grillby smiled and made his way down the stairs. "You're coming too, Froggit?"

It nodded. "I don't want to miss the adventure!" 

Sans laughed. You won't. You won't miss the adventure."

The group walked until they felt ice crystals under their feet.

Froggit tried hitting one, but it only bent. "Wow! That's so cool! Come on!" They hopped along the path. "Look up, guys!"

Grillby tilted his head.

Holy...

Devan...

Crap.

The ceiling had icicles coming down. 

He changed his position and suddenly saw a light rainbow going through it. 

Woah.

"Let's keep going." Sans started moving again.

The group continued. 

Froggit poked at Grillby. "Look! 'S like..our Snowdin Town."

He started to look around. 

It did. 

Maybe...

He started to investigate the town, along with the others. 

There it was.

A rundown abandoned bar-like building.

"Hey," Sans stood next to him. "You should bring your bar back, dude. Tibia, honest, I think it misses you."

Grillby laughed. "Yeah, I missed it too. Want to go in and look around?"

They smiled. "Sure." They held open the door. "Fire first."

"How cordial." He went inside and started to look around the dust-covered bar. "Well, it's a start."

"Why don't I help you clean it up?"

SAY YES

Grillby felt his face heat. "S-Sure!"

Sans laughed. "Alright!"

Oh my god, it's just them and me!

"I'll check under t see if there's anything under, and you can start on the top."

"Sounds good to me, Grillbz." They started to use their sleeve to dust off the bar counter. 

He looked up at Sans. "Well, that works."

"Yeah, it does." They lazily dusted one of the seats and sat down. "Find anything?"

"Just some aging alcohol. Which, I guess, is good?"

"I would view that as good, but that depends on who you ask."

"Yeah, most of us can't drink, though."

"Legally, but we can physically."

Grillby rolled his eyes. "Yes, Sans, physically, we can, but it also doesn't mean we should."

"Never said we should, Grillby." Sand laid their head on the bar.

"Oh, Sans," he laughed. "Um...Sans?"

They looked up. "Yeah?"

"I can tell you anything, right?"

Sans smiled. "Of course, you can. I've told ya that before."

"Well...I've been hiding something from you. I...I...." He felt his legs give out and crumple onto the floor. 

"Grillby?" They rushed over to his side. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

He laughed and felt his face pressed against their shoulder. "No, I'm not hurt. I...I'm gay."

They wrapped their arms around him. "It's okay. I'm right here."

And they sat there. 

As Grillby cried in their arms.

Never leaving him.

It felt like the entire world had passed when the noises finally ceased from him.

"I...I'm okay now."

"Why don-" 

"Hey, guyss!" They both look up to see Froggit. "Are you staying here too?"

Sans looked at Grillby and then back at Froggit. "Yeah, we are. Why are you staying? I thought you didn't want to 'miss the adventure?' Yeah?"

"Yeah, well, this place is super cool! Plus, why not hang out here and help the others rebuild the town?"

Grillby smiled. "Yeah, I'm excited to rebuild!"

Froggit looked around. "I can't believe you already built an entire bar! This is why you're so cool, Grillby."

It started to attempt to hop out of it. "I'll leave you two here! I'm gonna help with the inn!"

Sans laughed. "Good luck, bud."

It closed the door behind them.

Grillby.

They're still holding you.

Don't mention it if you want to keep them holding you.

"Ah, shit, I'm still holding you. Sorry, Grillbz."

Don't let go. I need you.

"It's okay, I don't mind." He smiled.

I love it when you hug me.

Please keep hugging me.

They chuckled. "Alright, how about we crash here for the night? Yeah?" He nodded. "Great, come on, cuddle up close. We need t' stay warm after all."

[mo-mode]

I love how Walker Scobell just appeared one day. He’s acted in only three projects now, all within the last two years, all where he’s the main character. Nothing else. No nepotism. I think someone in Hollywood just said “Yeah I need an angelic little blond boy who watches too many rated R movies, bites people, and swears like a sailor?” and then they found Walker skateboarding in the dumpster out back and went “PERFECT”

[blackseafoam]

[gofishygo]

ok guys but hear me out..,

back before simon was drafted and he was still working in some butcher around the outskirts of manchester, he remembers a little bakery a few blocks down from his shop. although never particularly crowded, he's noticed the older locals go by in the mornings for coffee, kids guided in by their parents after schools to get a snack. but he doesn't seem to lounge in the corner of that cafe for either of those reasons- instead, he finds himself fawning over the pretty baker.

and you're nice to him, too- always smiling when you see him around, voice so sweet when you're at the butchers to buy some meat for the pies, sneakily trying to slip him a discount whenever he goes to buy a sandwich- 'hospitality workers gotta stick together, right?' it's no wonder that he finds himself falling for you, a stupid puppy crush that he tries, and occasionally fails, to suppress. and sometimes, simon lets himself believe you like him too, with the way the blood rushes to your cheeks when you spot him across the shelves, with he notes how you nearly fumble a frothing pot of milk when caught staring at him. it's a little attempt of young love that he thinks will be smothered out as he gets older.

but now it is twenty years later, he is working with the sas, and he is meant to be dead. but simon finds himself strolling his hometown, genuinely surprised that he sees the cafe still up, that he sees you, still working behind the display cabinets. you're older now, more mature, but your smile is just as pretty as it was those years ago. and he sees that glimmer of recognition in your eyes, how your head perks up at the sight of his figure outside of the window.

ghost smothers his cigarette and bins it before walking through the doors. may as well pay the bird a visit.

[ohno-the-sun]

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It is done!

Thank you all these wonderful people for being apart of this and working so hard on it!

Part 1: Me! Hello! Part 2: @kibbits Part 3: @piixelpaint Part 4: @nebuladreamz Part 5: @smoljeanius Part 6: @garbagechocolate Part 7: @garbagechocolate Part 8: @amberluvsbugs Part 9: @cookiiemancer Part 10: @cloudyvoid Part 11: @skizabaa Part 12: @circleheadd Part 13: @gopsnippers Part 14: @just-a-drawing-bean Part 15: @nosleepygayy Part 16: @soupdweller

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[pobblebonked]

maid becomes cat

[its-kinda-snowy]

Gotta be a part of your soul and of your heart all the time Nothing in the world that I do Means a thing, without you I'm just half alive in my struggle to survive without you

[heartorbit]

bugs when you lift up a rock

[templegate]

And the final part 6!

[seaseren]

My brain supplied "Alphinaud making a replica of Sharlayan in minecraft" and then immediately followed it up with "Fourchenault got investigated by the forum for leaking state secrets because Alphinaud made some very, very educated guesses."

[aveloka-draws]

According to Tzinn, things happen that can give the lamb some sort of high or overwhelm them. What causes either of these to happen?

[jo3ydr3w]

the secret project is ready.

🎥🕹

[thevictoriousone]

[kyurochurro]

been sooooo tired from college so here’s an equally tired bones and Spock taking a coffee and tea break :”D

[sherlockggrian]

hugs