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Gaster scoffed.  “Good.  You have five minutes to get the hell out of my area.”

Gaster snapped his fingers and the hands pinning Grillby to the bar disappeared.  The fire monster collapsed on the floor and quickly crawled out the back door..

Dust. There was so much dust coming off of him.  As he straggled out the door he heard Gaster’s laughter again.

“Nice doing business with ya, Mr. Grillby.”