[You and Sallie are browsing the grocery store. She grabs a couple of things here and there while you just look at her.]

Y/n: I'll go grab the pie, you can get whatever you want. I'll pay.

Sallie: Don't forget the ice cream.

Y/n: Vanilla right?

Sallie: Yup

[You walked towards the stores bakery, nobody was at the front so you ringed the bell]

????????: Coming!

[From the back appears a familiar face.]

Y/n: Holy shit, Mrs. Mayberry?

Mayberry: It's Ms.Mayberry remember, I'm not married.

Y/n: Right right, how've you been. It's been quite some time since we've spoken.

Mayberry: Or spoke at all, after your little job we lost contact. After that I've been working at this bakery here. Making cakes, pies, and other assorted pastries.

Y/n: Well that's good!

[Another familiar face appears, holding trays of fresh bread.]

Martha: MOVE IT BERRY, THESE ARE HOT!

Mayberry: CAN IT BITCH!

Y/n: Y'all work together?

Mayberry: Sadly...

Martha: Ah it's more than that, she's my fucking roommate.

[You just stood there confused]

Mayberry: Hey it's not like I wanted it, we both had nothing when we got here.

Martha: So we made "Temporary" alliance.

Mayberry: And now she leeches off of me.

Martha: HEY! I don't leech off you.

Mayberry: Oh please, the only thing you bring is men and the smell of dick and jizz.

Martha: [Smug] Your husband says hi by the way.

[Mayberry Sticks her finger into Martha's eye hole and pokes the side. Martha immediately kneels down in pain.]

Martha: YOU BITCH! FUCK!

[From the back of the bakery, a tall goat women appears.]

??????: LANGUAGE MARTHA!

Martha: FUCK OFF, ITS HELL OF ALL PLACES. BITCH GOT ME IN THE FUCKING EYE HOLE!

??????: Must you two fight in front of the customers? We are a bakery not a boxing match.

Mayberry: Well I was taking Y/n's order here until cum guzzler here rudely interrupted.

Martha: Like it fucking matters, he isn't here for your looks. If he wanted something to look at he'd ask me right away.

[Mayberry walks up to Martha and jabs a finger in her eye hole again]

Martha: FUCK!

??????: That's it! You guys are done for the day. Go home please and sort out whatever issues you have left.

Mayberry: Fine...[Writing something down on a sheet of paper]

Martha: Give me that! [Taking the sheet of paper and writing something down on it] I wish I had my fucking eye back...

Y/n: You know my boss keeps your eye in a jar right?

Martha: WHAT!

Y/n: Yeah it's our little memorabilia.

Martha: I have got to get it back! Where do you work?

Mayberry: He's not going to tell you.

Martha: Oh I'll make him [Martha presses her boobs together, making them more pronounced] Right~

Y/n: I'm good on the offer, besides I'm busy today.

Mayberry: Ha! What did I tell you!

Martha: Fuck off, let's get going, I already feel a headache coming on.

[Martha sets down the slip of paper on the counter. You grabbed it and it showed both Mayberry's and Martha's phone number]

??????: So you know those two?

Y/n: Yeah, Mayberry gave me my first job and Martha was my first target.

??????: Target?

Y/n: I work for a group of hitmen who kill people in the living world.

??????: I see... So what would you like?

Y/n: Apple pie please.

??????: We just ran out. You don't mind waiting do you?

Y/n: Not one bit.

??????: Perfect!

[The goat women immediately goes to the back of the bakery, you can here some clashing and fire in the back. After 5 minutes she appears at the front.]

??????: It should be ready in 5 minutes.

Y/n: Man you work fast!

??????: It's all about the paws [She shows her hands, the beans are pink]

Y/n: [Touching her hand] You have soft hands lady, they feel nice!

??????: [Blushing] Thank you! I take pride in taking care of them. But they're not just for kneading dough! Check this out [She summons a flame out of her hand] I'm on fire! [She giggles at her pun] These burn hotter than the sun, perfect for quick baking!

Y/n: Heh, You sure know how to grab people's attention lady.

??????: Please, call me Toriel, or Tori. Which ever you prefer.

Y/n: Well Toriel, I must say. You have an impressive arsenal for bakery here.

Toriel: This is nothing! All Baphomets can control fire. I just like to you use it in a non-destructive way.

Y/n: Well that is interesting. You know I do like to bake from time to time... Mostly cakes. I have a lady friend who loves cake so I learned it for her.

Toriel: Well aren't you sweet. She must be a very lucky lady to have a friend like you.

Y/n: And any man would be lucky to be friends with you.

Toriel: [Embarrassed] O-oh!? I'm nothing special. Just a old lady who likes to bake... And read... About snails...

Y/n: I don't know what your talking about. You look beautiful for your age.

Toriel: [Blushing] You're such a flirt! If we progress anymore I might actually fall for you...

Y/n: Maybe that's something I want...

Toriel: Oh?

Sallie: Y/N! The hell is takin' you so long!

[Sallie May shows up with a cart full of food.]

Y/n: Mrs. Toriel here is baking the pie.

Sallie: Well I wanna leave.

Toriel: The pie should be done by now...

[Toriel goes to the back, a couple of minutes later she comes back with a box.]

Toriel: One apple pie, ready to be eaten! On the house...

Y/n: Oh? I can't accept that, how much is the pie?

Toriel: I'm not going to let you pay for it. If I say it's on the house then it is on the house.

Y/n: And I don't want to take a free pie from such a nice women.

Sallie: But I will [Taking the pie from you] C'mon Y/n, Ma's probably back at your place. [Walking towards check out]

Toriel: [Smiling] Well I guess I'll see you later Y/n.

Y/n: I'll see you Tori.

[As you catch up to Sallie May, Toriel closes up her bakery]

Toriel: Haha, No one has talked to like that since... [She starts tearing up.] Him...