Expanded Mob AUs
The Mobtale and Mafiafell boys are permanent fixtures in The Best of All Timelines. This past March (March 2021), I expanded the mob AUs to include the rest of the boys. These fellas are not in The Best of All Timelines, but they're fun to think about. I'll write drabbles about them, but they're not really available for questions or RP right now. (Maybe a future RP could be set in a dedicated Mob AU world?)
I'll leave their names here and put the rest of the details under the cut.
Mobswap -- Indigo (Sans) and Honey (Papyrus)
Mafiaswapfell -- Sable (Sans) and Slim (Papyrus)
Horrormob -- Axe (Sans) and Crooks (Papyrus)
G!Mob -- G (Sans) and Aster (Papyrus)
Outermob -- Cosmo (Sans) and Gizmo (Papyrus)
Dancemob -- Rhyme (Sans) and Rhythm (Papyrus)
Mobswap–Indigo (Sans) and Honey (Papyrus)
The MobSwap boys have an interesting relationship. Basically, they’re where Blue and Stretch were before they got to the surface, where they’re not all that good at communicating with each other and they both keep secrets.
Indigo is in the mob, working with Alphys and Toriel as kind of a messenger/delivery boy. He is doing this because his dad owed the mob a debt and died before he could pay it off. Indigo is paying it off, and he’s doing it alone, because he doesn’t want Honey involved. This Indigo keeps a lot more secrets from his brother. As far as Honey knows, his brother works as a courier for a legitimate business and is only doing it until he can get into the police academy. He secretly keeps a record of all the illegal deliveries he’s made so he can one day turn it in.
Honey is a newspaper reporter. He’s typically put on the little fluff pieces, nothing important, but he’s interested in crime and the mob. He wants to find out what happened to his dad. Indigo tries to discourage him from digging into it, saying it was just an accident and there’s no need to bring up the pain of the past, but Honey is determined to find out and get some justice.
Mafiaswapfell–Sable (Sans) and Slim (Papyrus)
Sable and Slim are in charge of a counterfeiting operation for the monster mob. Well, technically Sable is in charge and Slim does the artsy stuff. They’re a bit less dependent on each other than Black and Mutt, mostly because they’re both more outgoing.
Sable likes wine and he’s very charming. He’s definitely looking to rise higher than counterfeit arts dealer, but if it’s a slow climb to the top, then he can be patient. His cover business is that he’s an art dealer and he sets up private viewings for his clients. The king and queen of monsters are still big and important, even if everyone knows about the mob stuff, and having Queen Toriel at a viewing of your famous painting would be an honor. Sable gets all the necessary permissions and keys and such and he claims he has to “prepare the room” for the viewing IN PRIVATE and then he switches the item in question.
Slim makes his money by creating counterfeit paintings for the mob to sell. Slim is also more of the flirtatious SF Paps than my shy, awkward Mutt. He is kind of indifferent to all the mob stuff. The counterfeit business is just like commissions, and that pays for him to be able to do the art he actually wants to do. Sable sometimes slips one of his originals in with a lot of fakes and sells them, and he’ll pull the “I’m supporting my brother’s art” thing when appropriate. Slim spends his spare time in Muffet’s and enjoys a good flirt.
Horrormob -- Axe (Sans) and Crooks (Papyrus)
Axe and Crooks are Bones and Lucky if things went Wrong. And things did go Wrong. Something happened that caused humans in their world to wall up the monster sections of the city, trapping the monsters in there. With limited resources, Axe turned his business from selling magic on the downlow to selling food from the other side of the wall. Since he could teleport, he was one of the few monsters who could leave. Crooks helped him smuggle food in to help the monsters in their section of the city (screw the legality of it–when the humans are not following the law and monsters are dying, there is a Right and a Wrong thing to do and it doesn’t matter if it’s legal).
It was all going fine…until it wasn’t. Until there was demand for other things. Until they were bringing back more than just food. Until other things became food. They don’t talk about it. Axe got hurt and Crooks got hurt and they were both just trying to do the right thing. And it didn’t work.
Eventually, times changed. New laws were made. Monsters gained rights and the walls came down. Now Axe and Crooks are trying to find a way to make it in this new world.
Axe is much more cynical than Bones (or Sansy for that matter). He doesn’t trust anyone easily. He has a lot of memory problems and can’t really hold down a job. He mostly stays home now. He hates feeling useless, but doesn’t know what he can do.
Crooks is trying very hard to hold onto his good nature and optimistic outlook on life, even after all he’s been through. He’s given up on his old dream of being a lawyer. It’s hard to him to stay on his feet for long hours. He uses a cane to get around. He does have a job working at the hall of records. It’s mostly a desk job, so he can sit.
Some old acquaintances of theirs try to pull them back into smuggling again. Some of them still can’t forgive what humans did to ‘em so they try to get them to smuggle more illegal things. The boys want nothing to do with it, but it could complicate things…
G!Mob -- G (Sans) and Aster (Papyrus)
These two are the only ones who haven’t got different nicknames. G and Aster are three people in two bodies. Dr. Gaster was working on slightly illegal experiments for Don Asgore, trying to find a way to bring the don’s lost children back to him. The good doctor’s own children, Sans and Papyrus, were helping him when an experiment went terribly, terribly wrong. Suddenly there were two skeletons instead of three. Each of them had the whole consciousness of one of the sons and half of their father’s consciousness as well. Both boys have sworn off any further science work and any connections with the mob, going into hiding so that Asgore doesn’t find them.
G is now your standard hard-boiled 1940s detective type. He’s done things he’s not proud of, but that life is behind him now and he’s not gonna let some dame pull him back in. Even if it’s his old work that’s causing all these issues. He don’t do that kinda thing any more, kitten. Not even for someone like you.
Aster is…a mess. He remembers a lot more of the things Gaster did for Asgore than G does and it horrifies him. (The doctor kept a lot of it from his sons…) He’s found a quiet office job, just filling out and filing paperwork. Mindless work, with no connection to the mafia. He just wants to be left in peace.G!Mob
Outermob -- Cosmo (Sans) and Gizmo (Papyrus)
Monsters came to earth looking for a peaceful home. The humans let them settle in Ebott City, but they were very wary about the new technology monsters brought with them. Eventually a politician proposed that monster tech and magic be banned and it was. Humans will pay big money for either, or both! The monster mob is happy to provide.
Cosmo (Sans) is really, really trying to just stay out of the whole thing, but his brother’s connections with the mob mean that his quaint little flower shop is a front for moving magical tech. He wants to be supportive, but he worries…
Gizmo (Papyrus) is completely unworried about his less-than-legal job! He is doing a service! Banning magic and technology was wrong, so really he is protesting the unfair laws. He would like to find a legal solution to this too, but right now, this works! (Mostly.)
Dancemob -- Rhyme (Sans) and Rhythm (Papyrus)
It’s not just magic that’s prohibited in this world—it’s dancing too! The monster mob provides safe places for monsters and humans to dance…for a fee.
After a lot of begging, Rhythm (Papyrus) is in charge of his very own speakeasy! Well, the dancing bit anyway. Technically Grillby (Flash?) owns it and does all the magic food and drink. But Tango teaches dancing, which is his true passion! Sometimes he even dances at home. He just can’t help it!
Rhyme (Sans) is the lookout for the club. Everybody knows he don’t dance no more. He just sits there at the bar like a bum, nursin’ a bottle of ketchup all day long. Nobody suspects that when he says, “Hey, can I get some mustard over here?” that that’s the signal! It’s a pretty good gig! He just wishes his brother would be more careful!
