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I showed Sans to a small restaurant. That I always go to for lunch. 'Kengslys.' it was half a block away from my Cafe and always filled the street with the smell of burgers and fries.
He still seemed awkward around me but eased up a bit when I opened the door for him to the restaurant.
It was a small old-timey restaurant, wooden tables, and chairs, a wooden counter to order from. The smell of burgers and fries filling the air. The roof dipped halfway down towards the door.
We walk in the door and Sans looks around the place, a face of recognition taking over his skull.
I went over to the counter and smiled at the cashier.
"Hey ____"
"Hey, Luke." I turn to Sans. "What would you like?"
He gives a lazy glance to the people behind the counter giving him a weird look and flicks his eyes up to the board.
"i. what's good?" He asks me with a smile, not facing me still looking at the board.
"Hmm, well.. they make really good hamburgers And fries."
He nods, "stick with whatcha know right?"
"That seems to be the theme." I hmmed and looked back to Luke. He kept looking at Sans, not even bothering to keep the disgust off his face. I shoot Luke a half lidded glare which he ignores.
"Okay, so two orders of burgers and fries. How much would that be?"
Luke breaks out of his thoughts and rings up the order. "$10.54." I gape at him but still shrugged and pulled out my wallet. I heard Sans shuffle behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.
"hey, I 'pretiate the gesture n all but. I can pay for myself y'know."
"Nah, I got it." I pulled out a 10 dollar bill and an extra dollar then laid it down on the counter before walking over to my usual table next to a window. I slid into the seat and felt the chill from the window crawl up my side. Making goosebumps rise along my arm and down my leg. Sans slid in across from me, his hands still in his pocket. I look up at him with a smile that he returned.
"uh.. this place actually reminds me of a bar down in the underground. I went there all the time." He says looking out the window.
"Oh?"
"yeah.. the place is lit," He says with a wink. I give him a confused look.
"Wait, .... was that- ... a pun?"
He just gives me a half lidded pleased smile for an answer leaving me in my inner turmoil.
We sat in silence for a bit, exchanging words every now and then mainly about whatever popped up. A monster passed by on the street and he recognized them then told me that the monster went to the bar he mentioned earlier. Then we somehow got on the topic of condiments. In a healthy debate on whether or not ketchup should be considered a smoothie. It slowly fell to silence when Luke came over with the tray of our food. However, there was something wrong.
There was only one order on there. Luke smiled at me and set down the tray in front of me. I look down at it with an un-amused face and glanced back at Luke again.
"Hey um, buddy. There seems to be something missing." I put a smile on my face to hide the dark look that glints in my eyes.
"... We have standards. I don't serve monster trash." Luke spat at Sans.
Sans looks down at the table and ignores Luke.
"eh. it's 'lright ____. i can always go somewhere else."
I turn a softer smile to him and waved my hand. "Nah, it's a'ight." I slide the tray away from me and stand up. Sans glances at me with another look that I can't decipher. "I told you, their food was great. Buuut... Now That I think about it. It's kinda shit." I push against Luke back a bit, out of the way and nudge my head to Sans.
"C'mon. I make a mean ham sandwich." Sans kept watching me with the same look the same look, kind of like it's as if he's trying to figure something out. But he got up and shuffled out the door. I went to follow but stopped for a few seconds, gathering my words then turned back to the shop. Pointedly looking to Luke with an angry smile.
"I don't quite appreciate you insulting my employees. If I ever hear you saying something like that to anyone, whether it be Sans or someone else, I will not hesitate to make your life a living hell." I turned on my heel and followed Sans out of Kenglsys with a bad taste in my mouth as well as a loss of appetite.
"Alrighty, let's go yeah?" Sans gave me a blank look and just nodded, I took the lead down the block back to my little Cafe. Along the streets in the chilly cold air, the sun beating down on my back keeping me warm. No one was on the streets which wasn't entirely unusual.
When we made it back, I pulled out my keys and opened the doors with a 'ding'. Taking the sticky note off, throwing it into the trashcan nearby. Flipping open the hatch and setting my stuff in there. As I was gathering my ingredients for my bomb ass sandwich, my mind was racing and guilt was pouring over me. I really should have expected that Luke was always talking bad about monsters and I never see any in there. I really shouldn't have put Sans through that, he probably hates me as his employer.
"H-hey, I'm sorry about that. If I'da known that was gonna happen, I wouldn't have taken you there." I murmur out as I scoop some mayonnaise onto the bread. I glare into the counter, shame weighing on my back. He didn't skip a beat, he swung around in his chair and faced me.
"ah don't relish in that fact. i mustard say there are a ton of stupid humans in the world. a skele-ton" He says with a wink and a proud smile on his skele-face.
I let out a groan and a small snort, relief flooded my veins. "Ah, that joke didn't have a lot of spine" I retort with a wink myself. He lets out a pleased laugh and plops into his chair.
I finish off a sandwich and set it on a paper plate, I slid it over to Sans a grin slowly creeping onto my face. "Here's your sanswich my good sir."
Sans' face lights up and claps his hands together, to which I give a bow. One elbow bent in front of me and I hunch over slightly. I repeated the same with the other arm as well.
"Thank you, Thank you," I say with each bow. I make a small sandwich for myself and sit in my own chair. Munching on it slowly. It was after my first bite that Sans finally took a bite of his own sandwich.
"whoa. 's pretty good." He mumbled from behind his full mouth still crunching away at my sandwich. I brush my fingernails against my shirt with a smirk. I was curious about where it goes, I mean.. He's a skeleton. But I had a feeling if I asked, I wouldn't get a straight answer. So I didn't push it. I saved it as a question for later.
"Yeah, thanks. I know." I giggle and wave my hand in a joking manner finishing off the last of my sandwich. "Practice makes perfect." I get up from my comfy seat and start putting away the ingredients.
"i might have you make another." He says finishing off his own sandwich and helped me put the last of the items away.
"Ah well. Too late now. 'td be too much work getting it all back out.. guess you'll just have to starve. Ohhh nooo~"
"right? i mean look at me, i'm all skin and bones, 'cept without the skin." He gestures to himself before looking at me with a pointed smile. I chuckled and wiped the crumbs off the counter with a paper towel before relaxing into my chair again.
I let out a hmm and watched the clock. It was creeping close to 2 o'clock.