It was one of those boring days, when no birds bother to fly and no clouds bother to move. There was barely anyone around. And this wasn't good for a certain butcher. Nico Yazawa hadn't had a customer all morning. That wasn't good, so she supposed that she should close for the morning. That was until someone finally arrived.

"May I purchase one steak, please?" A man with a green cap said.

"Here you are, good sir." Nico politely handed a steak to the man. "That'll be ten dollars."

The man analyzed the steak for a moment before taking a bite from it.

"Sir...that steak isn't cooked." Nico was confused.

"This steak is far too well done." The man frowned.

"But sir, the steak hasn't-" Nico began.

"You people disgust me." The man scowled. "There's a burger stand at the park across the road."

Nico watched the man leave and sighed. She decided there'd be no harm in checking out the stand. Nico had never eaten a burger before. The beauty of living near the border of three cities is that the culture of the area can change so dramatically.

The park was busier than Nico had anticipated. A queue of joyful people snaked from what appeared to be the burger stand. Benches were filled with chatty, excited faces enjoying the delicacy. Nico waited in the queue for around five minutes before she reached the front. A man with what looked like a skeleton mask on his face greeted her.

"Hey there, sunshine. What'll it be?" The man asked. He wasn't very tall, no taller than Nico herself.

"Hi there! I'm Nico Yazawa!" She performed her trademark pose before speaking again. "I'm a butcher. I own Yazawa Meats, not far from here. I was wondering why you're selling so much more than me."

"Well, it's kinda busy, and people want to buy my burgers, so I won't be able to chat." The man replied. "Tell you what, come back here and I'll teach you a few things. Call me Sans. Sans the skeleton.

Nico joined Sans behind the stand.

"I know. I'll cook the burgers, and you can sell them." Sans offered.

"That's fine with me." Nico didn't have anything better to do.

Nico sold the burgers politely, with a smile. The people here seemed happy too. This was one of the great things about life here.

Slowly, the masses of people began to decrease until there were few around.

"They'll be back soon enough for lunch break," Sans winked.

Sans seemed so wise. Nico had never met anyone like him before.

"I'm gonna need a little help back here flipping these burgers," Sans told Nico. "Those customers don't like to wait."

Sans handed Nico two spatulas. The implements had long blades.

"These spatulas can flip up to four at once." Sans told her. "They're a real treat to use."

Nico tried to flip them, but found it hard to flip them all at once. Sans made it look so easy.

"Here, let me help you." Sans stood behind Nico and held Nico's arms. Nico was surprised at first, but then relaxed her arms.

"Here, like this." Sans lifted her arms up, and eight burgers leaped into the air. That's when Nico soared.

She felt like a baby bird, her wings newly granted. She flew high in the clouds, but everything that comes up, must come down.

All eight patties landed back on the grill, sizzling as they did. Sans suddenly realized how close he was to Nico and took a couple steps back. He scratched the back of his head and looked away from her.

"Yeah. That's how I do it." Sans began to walk away, but looked back at Nico. "I got some business to attend, you look after stand, will ya?"

Sans walked into the streets until he was far enough away from the stand before taking out his phone. He dialed a number then waited for a response.

"Hello?" A voice came.

"This is Sans. I got one." Sans replied.

"Good..." The voice said. "We'll meet at the café at around three. Make sure you'll be there."

"I will."

And with that, the receiver at the other end hung up. Then, Sans turned around and stared into the great metropolis. Everything seemed to happen so fast when he stood still. He then turned around and headed back to the stand.