Real Grill Glove | Reader x DaveMore Like This
A/N: Warning, cursing and a silly crack-fiction is ahead! \(•◡•)/"Are you fed up with using primitive instruments to properly grill decomposing body parts?"
The sun shone brightly above as a gentle breeze tickled your skin.
You sat at a large wooden picknick table with Dave Strider standing before you laying meat on the hot, sizzling grill.
On his left hand was a large red colored glove. With his hand he carefully place meat on the grill, as he done so he continued to advertise his cooking utensil.
"Dave Sullivan here, and this bitch is the grill glove."
Ever since you've agreed to go on an outing with a male, you never suspected such a funny twist.
Each time he'd display his glove as if it was a well earned trophy, you'd snicker to your self and giggle.
"If you've ever wanted to put your entire hand in a nipple, this is the product for you." Dave stated in a monotone voice.
You laughed once more, almost tearing up from your own amuseme