Susie Undertale Novels & Stories

Roman yelled. I ignored him and focused my attention on Sue. She was gorgeous, like all the women in that family. She looked a lot like her mother, former Beta Charlotte, but with brown hair instead of blond. It was also a little wavy. She was tall and slim, with none of the curves that former Luna Lily possessed. But I guess Luna Lily was the only one of her sisters who had curves. The rest were gazelles and looked like top models. Sue had hazel eyes, and she was wearing jeans and a blouse yet looked so fancy. I guess she could wear a garbage bag and still look good.

Well, Carter, the badboy-looking snobbish icy man, seems to be her type. "He won't introduce me to his bandmate, he'll just tutor me." "Whatever the case may be, Ade, is Zeeve not your type?" I was unable to respond to her query because I noticed Cielo coming out of our vehicle. I turn my head to look at Sancha, who had also noticed Cielo. "Hmm, your driver is quite attractive." She said in a flirtatious manner. "You were just gawking at Millenium Dreams earlier, and now at my driver? I had no idea you were also a fan of the elderly."

Her eyes gleaming as she held out the bread above the hole. Shadowy movements caught her eyes as a small hand grabbed her wrist, catching her off guard. She screeched as the moldy bread slipped out of her hands. Susie's smile faltered as her expression contorted to one of anger. She immediately stood up as she pulled her wrists out of the small hand. With an enraged voice, Susie yelled out towards the hole. "You dare touch me?! You are such filth! I won't feed you tomorrow!" She headed towards the kitchen counter, grabbing the cold water that she had leftover. She then headed straight to the hole, tossing the whole pail inside, her face now seemingly relieved from her initial anger.

She looked uncertain, but at a prod from her father, she toddled up to Alexander and let him lift her into his lap. “And what’s your name, little girl?” he asked. She looked down. “Susie…” “Susie! Were you a good girl this year?” Susie looked at her father, who, from behind his phone, gave her an encouraging smile. She nodded. “I think so.” “I think so, too. I see everything, you know,” Alexander said, pinching her cheek with a white-gloved hand, which cracked a small smile out of the nervous little girl. “And what do you want to find under the tree this year?”