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Undertale WIP - TA
Relationships - readers mom x skeles
Desc - reader is the only child of a single mother, and as such it is their duty to fight off the men with a stick. Mom has been keeping this relationship a secret to get to know the guys first. WILL BE WHOELSOME.
Excert from WIP under cut
“Are you scared mama?”
“No, baby, just nervous.”
You resisted the urge to smirk, “Why? All they have to do is pass the vibe check.”
Your mother shook her head with a chuckle, “And if they fail?”
You grinned evilly, “I wore my boots today! And these boots are made for walkin’!”
She laughed at your joke, continuing to guide you through the restaurant. You could not deny your own anxieties as you drew closer to the ones that your mother held fond affection for. Part of you hoped they were good, part of you hoped they passed the ‘vibe check’, and part of you wanted your mama to find people that would make her happy.
Part of you was selfish. You wanted her to be happy and loved like she should be, but you also didn’t want to lose her to some random man - or four or whatever. You knew she would never, but you were nothing if not a preteen with an overactive worrywart complex.
You chewed on your tongue the closer you drew, “You still not gonna tell me anything about them?”
“I don’t want to influence your impression.”
You rolled your eyes, grabbing the back of her cardigan as you both came to a stop. You could hear several people standing from their seats as you shrunk behind your mother, pressing your face into her back. As much as you liked to think of yourself as a strong independent person with a steal conviction, your anxiety ruled you with an iron fist.
“DARLING, HELLO!” A loud voice boomed from somewhere to the right. You pressed harder into your mama’s back, already overwhelmed by the sheer presence of the voice alone.
She laughed, stepping forward to hug the man, your eyes catching sight of blue gloves enveloping her as you grasped at her cardigan.
“Hello, Blue!” She turned away from him to the others, “And hello to everyone else as well!”
Several voices called out in response, far too many for you to even comprehend. Holy shit how many boyfriends does Mama have??
The loud one with the blue gloves - Blue (ironic), stepped to the side, presumably to get a better look at you, not that you gave him a chance. You pressed yourself into your mama’s back once more as your mama laughed.
“This is (Y/n), she’s shy, but don’t worry, give her about 20 minutes and she should open up!”
Fat chance! There are way too many people here! Though you always ate those words.
“THAT IS OKAY! HELLO (Y/N)! IT’S VERY NICE TO FINALLY MEET YOU! WE’VE ALL HEARD SO MUCH ABOUT YOU!”
You nodded at his words, curling even further into your mama. She snorted, turning to an angle at which you could no longer use her as a shield. Traitor! You twisted inward, heart thumping loudly as you crossed your arms securely over your chest. You chanced a quick glace upward, and, wow. That's a lot of skeletons.
You never had a problem with monsters, in fact, it didn’t really surprise you that the group that your mother was dating was monsters. It made a lot of sense, cultural-wise, not that you had much cultural knowledge to begin with.
Any rationality that you had slipped from your mind as the sheer number of strangers trying to talk to you comprehended. You bit into your tongue, grabbing onto your mama’s arm as she chuckled.
“You gotta say hi, punk,” she whispered into your ear, kissing the top of your head. You turned into her as you raised your hand for a quick wave, blocking out everything around you as you were led to sit.
