Be Humble and Kind
A SansxMaleReader fanfic
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Anyways, hi everyone and welcome to my attempt at making a decent fanfiction. If any of you have problems, please do let me know as I will do my darndest to keep this entertaining for all of you!
Chapter 1: Walking to Work
You sigh as you stand there in line, waiting to get your order of coffee so you can get out of here and get to your job. Strangely enough, you love your job working as a sous-chef at the local ritzy restaurant. After applying for almost 2 months to various restaurants, going through every hoop they told you as a Commis, which was essentially a pot washer and vegetable peeler on crack, you managed to land a job as the Sous Chef. You sigh as you tap your foot on the ground, waiting for the line to hurry up and get going. Your phone rings and you check the caller. Oh boy, here we go again. You answer.
"Yes?"
"Don't you yes me. Where are you" the yell of your boss echoing in your skull as you yank the phone from your ear.
"Listen, Damian…"
"Don't you Damian me. You knew damn well we open early today for the children's benefit, and you only have half an hour to get here!"
You sigh. You knew this benefit would help the local children's hospital out immensely, and yes, you know that you only have half an hour to get there to get prepped. But come on...coffee is important right now.
"Look, Damian, I know I need to be there soon, but come on man I got up not too long ago and need to get me some caffeine. I will be there in 15 minutes, and I promise I will do everything to make sure this goes smoothly, I swear," you say as you step up more in the line until you are almost at the front. Damian sighs as he then replies to you in a softer, more relaxed tone.
"Yeah. Sure, listen, I'm sorry I snapped. Just...hurry, would ya please? Oh, and we got two new Commis coming in for training, so be ready."
You smile as you reply with a small chuckle. "Sure thing. And hey, go easy on them would ya? You used to be there at one point." Damian chuckles as he said, "Yeah...I got ya. Now do what ya need and get here." You give a quick goodbye and then purchase your long waited caffeine dosage for the day. You wait as it is being made, when you look up from your phone for a minute to see what you believe to be a walking, breathing skeleton monster. Normally, you would react with a scream, but after all, these things are more normal now than they appear. Yes, apparently for over a millennium, monsters have been living under the nearby Mt. Ebbot, which was sealed all those years ago. It's been up to almost 4 years since the monsters have come out from the underground, and you aren't too surprised to see them milling around in normal society. Of course, you think to yourself, there have been problems. The money issue being one thing. All that gold...the market had a bit of a drop because of the influx of all that cash, but it quickly recovered. According to the markets, the monsters were quite wealthy with all that cash they had. Not only did all the politicians cause an uproar over this new species discovery and the implications of laws and regulations, but scientists and even philosophers began to clammer to get a hold of these new monsters to both study and ask questions. Apparently, the king, you thought to yourself, quickly shut that down, saying to the people wanting to study his people that he would not sign his people over to be used as "tests" for study.
The bone monster, or skeleton it would seem, was busily tapping on his phone, and it looked like he was playing a game of some sort. He looked like he was concentrating as well. You move up closer to see what he is doing, and now you see. It's a rhythm game, and boy he was on the hardest difficulty of the hardest song. You decide to wait until he is finished before you see him sigh after all that effort.
"well, there goes a new highscore. lets see if they can beat it now."
The skeleton is wearing a blue jacket with a puffy sort of hood and a pair of black shorts with white stripes on the side. You then notice what you thought were some pink sandals were in fact pink slippers, and he was wearing some white socks as well.
The skeleton looks up at you, with a smile on his face as he said, "yo"
You gulp. You aren't used to talking to monsters much, but you try your hardest. "Uh...hi. Nice to meet you." You tell him your name.
The skeleton stuffs his phone back in his shorts pocket as he replied, " nice to meet you too. i'm sans, sans the skeleton. put er there pal." He puts out his hand and you go to shake it, only to hear the unmistakeable sound of a whoope cushion going off. You blush and jerk your hand back as he doubles over in laughter, the other customers looking at you and the monster. You flush, your face flaring up in red.
"whoope cushion in the hand trick. always funny. hey pal, got a question for ya. what does the wind do when it hits a skeleton?"
You shrug your shoulders a little as he gives another smile.
"nothing, it goes right through them."
You give a little snort in laughter as you reply, "Oh my god, that was so bad."
Sans chuckles as he said, "eh, i got a million of them. though that one was quite...humerous."
You give another bit of laughter as you swear you can hear somewhere the sound of a corny rimshot. "Well, it's nice to meet you Sans. I'm sorry, I have to head off to my job soon, but it was nice meeting you." The skeleton shrugs again as he said, "eh, it was good meeting you too pal. say, where do you work anyways?"
You fiddle with your fingers a little as you say, "It's the restaurant down the road. The somewhat fancy one" you say, trying not to be rude to your own place of employ. Sans nods as he then sighs and picks up the cup he had just been handed by the barista and takes a deep swig, your eyes bulging a little as he gulps down the hot coffee. In seconds he finishes it and tosses it, without looking, into the trash nearby. He sighs, obviously sated, as he looks at you, a little steam coming from his nose because of the hot coffee. You snicker a little bit as he gives another smile, his large teeth forming an almost comical grin.
"well, i'll have to check the place out sometime. i know a few people who could use the place as a date night. see ya." He seemed to hum as he exited the coffee shop. You hear your name be called as your coffee is set down on the counter. You quickly grab it and bolt from the shop. You take small sips as you make your way down the sidewalk towards your workplace. As you walk, your coat that you wear, due to it being somewhat chilly today, flaps in your wake. Suddenly, a man runs into you, causing your sweet coffee to crash from your hand onto the ground, and unfortunately, some of that spilled coffee splashes onto the male's pants as well. He lets out a yell, the hot coffee hurting him. He turns in your direction and its obvious he is pissed.
"What the fuck?! That fucking hurt, you prick!"
The man grumbled as he tried to wipe the coffee from his pants, you trying to do something to help. The man, in his frustration and obvious anger, gives you a slap across your cheek. It stings as you hold your cheek, tears forming a little in your eyes.
"Do you even know who the fuck I am?! Or how much these pants cost me?!"
You struggle to say, "N-no sir, please I am sorry! I didn't mean to drop it!"
The man doesn't want to hear it as he rears back to slap you again.
"How dare you speak to me like that! I'm god damn royalty!" You prepare for another slap to the face, when the man stops mid swing. You look down, and see the skeleton from the coffee shop. You remembered the skeleton had small pin pricks of light in his eyes when you talked to him. Now, both eyes were pure black as he looked at the obviously now spooked man.
"pal, i suggest you leave right now...or you'd be boned."
The man, obviously still angry and in pain from the coffee, lowers his hand and then said, "Just you wait, you little freak. I'm royalty around here, and if I have my way about it, I swear to god I'll have you back under that fucking mountain where you belong!" He turned on his heel and swiftly continued on his walk down the sidewalk. You hold your cheek as the man storms off, looking down at the skeleton. He turns to face you and sees your cheek is red. He frowns as he eyed the red slap mark showing up.
"you ok buddy? that slap looks pretty red-diculous"
You laugh and wince slightly as you reply, with a quiet voice. "I'm fine...I need to go. Thank you again Sans. And...were you following me?"
Sans shakes his head with that same smile. "nope, saw what happened from a-far and got here as quick as i could. you should know who that is by the way. that, my dear human, is sir hemmsworth the third, a so called prince by name only. how do i know him? well, lots of monsters in the area hate the guy, since he has been nagging his mom, who owns the land where some monsters live on, to demolish it, and put in new homes for humans instead. thing is, the old lady loves the monsters and doesn't want to do it. he's hoping she outright dies so he can do the job himself."
You look at him in worry and then you say, "Well...I'll look out for him next time. Thank you Sans…" You give a small smile as he then pushes a piece of paper with a number on it to you. "here, my cell number. call me sometime so we can maybe replace that coffee sometime. it's "bean" swell kid, but i don't want to get "ground" to paste because i'm late for my own job."
You start laughing, making you feel a lot better after the incident and say, "Sure, that will be nice. Thanks again Sans. I...I'm sorry you had to stick up for me. Maybe that coffee will be payment enough?"
Sans chuckles and shrugs his shoulders. "you can always bribe me with ketchup. anyways, i think that man with the slicked back hair and fearful look in his eye is your boss coming to check on you. see ya pal." He then begins to walk down the sidewalk, passing Damian as he approaches you.
"What the hell was that about? I didn't know you were friends with a monster?" He notices the slap mark on your cheek. You hear the anger in his voice as he said, "Did he do that to you?"
You shake your head and hold your hands up a little to calm him down. "No...no...it was some rich prick I accidentally dumped my coffee on. He slapped me for some baffling reason and just stormed off."
Damian sighs as he shows you a small grimace, "Some fucking people. I bet it was that prick Hemmsworth again. He is nothing but trouble on this side of town." You nod. "It was him. He did it." Damian gave a deep sigh as he then gave a small chuckle and patted your shoulder. "Come on, we can warm up some coffee in here for you. We still have ten minutes to get ready for the children's benefit."
You smile and nod, feeling your cheek once more. The pain is gone, and you check your phone to see if the mark is gone too. It's still there, but slowly going away. You give a small nod as Damian got behind you and pushed you towards the restaurant, giving a little chuckle. "Come on, we got customers to feed." You nod and smile as you follow him into the restaurant, your mind still on the skeleton who saved you, in a way. How did he get there so fast...and how in the world did he even manage to get between you and that man without you noticing? You push the thought to the back of your mind for now, as you put on your Sous Chef uniform and begin to get this whole thing started. You roll up your sleeves and crack your knuckles as you talk to the kitchen staff, along with Damian to prepare them for the upcoming children's function…
8 hours later…
Your shift was long, but you managed to get through it quite well. After dealing with the children's function, and raising quite a bit of money as a result, and that made you feel good about yourself. You sigh and roll your shoulders as you look to Damian, who claps you on the back.
"Good work out there. I swear, some of those kids can be so damn picky. But, what can you do when you do it for a good cause?"
You smile as you grab you coat and make yourself ready to go. "Hey, thanks again Damian. I appreciate you hiring me on as the Sous Chef."
Damian chuckled. "Doing my job. You need me to talk you home?"
You shake your head and gave a smirk. "I can handle it. Besides, I apparently have a little "guardian skeleton" out there somewhere."
Damian rolls his eyes as he said ,"Alright, you take care. We got this the rest of the way." You nod as you make your way out of the restaurant, and then hear the sound of footsteps behind you. You turn as you see the short skeleton from before, giving his same lazy smile to you.
"yo, thought i could walk ya home after what happened this morning. just got back from my job of selling hotdogs at the park."
You smile and nod. "Sure, why not. It would be nice to have some company."
You saw him smile again as he walked with you down the sidewalk, humming again as his eyes looked around, see the streetlights flicker a little as you walk.
"sure is "bonely" here at night. glad you got a pal with ya? even if he isn't a skele-ton of fun."
You roll your eyes and give a small laugh as you walk with him down the sidewalk. "Do you always do puns?"
He chuckled, one eye closed, the other eye watching you.
"i do bad jokes as well. but i'll save those for another time."
You nod and then hear his phone ring. He takes it from his pocket and answers it.
"yo...hey ya doing? i'm almost home. got a...friend that needs to be helped home. Yeah...yeah...no, they aren't hurt paps. don't worry...i'll be home in a few. bye."
You look over give a questioning look. "Paps?"
Sans smiled. "my brother. sweetest and coolest skeleton this side of the underground. you should meet him sometime." You nod with a grin. "Sure, he sounds nice."
Sans saw you stop in front of an apartment building, the doorman smiling as he nodded at Sans. "Heya Sans. Hope to see you at the comedy club again." Sans gives another smirk as he looked at the male. "eh, i tend to tickle a few funny bones every now and then." Both you and the doorman, named Samuel, give a good laugh at the joke before Sans gives you a lazy wave.
"see ya coffee bean." He then turns and makes his way down the sidewalk again, still humming his little song. You blink, at first wondering why he called you that, but then remembered he met you at the coffee shop...and your accident did involve coffee. Samuel chuckled as he said, "I swear, he makes me laugh with the dumbest puns imaginable." You laugh again as you walk through the door as he hold it open for you. You get into the elevator and make your way up to the fourth floor. You then fumble for your keys and unlock the door. After a few minutes, a large and fluffy orange cat rubs against your leg as you give it a pet. "Hey there Stranger...glad you are doing well while I was gone." After feeding your cat and getting you some microwaved chinese food, you plop yourself in front of the TV and flip it on, sighing as you relax after a long day at work. You still wonder why that man had hit you, even if what had happened was an accident. And that skeleton...you were not quite sure what to think of him, your thoughts drifting to how he had managed to get between you and the man before. When it did happen, however, you felt...safe.
You shake your head as you get that thought out of your head again. Come on, ya just met the guy...er skeleton. Your cat decides to make his appearance, squishing his big body against you and purring up a storm. "Yeah...who's daddy's little kitty?" The cat seemed to squish his head against your hand for more pets as he answers with a purr. You sigh as you flip the tv channel and continue to watch. You check your pockets to find your phone, and the slip of paper with Sans number falls out. You check the number and then shrug. Hey, can't hurt to talk. You could always use a new friend.
*Hey, its me from the restaurant
You wait for a response, and it comes a few minutes later.
*hey me from the restaurant, i'm sans.
Dad jokes, really?
*Haha, very funny. So, you said something about your brother?
*who paps? i told him about you. told him i helped, and your human. he loves humans.
You chuckle as you pet your cat and respond to him.
*Oh yeah?
*yeah. says he wants to show you his friendship spaghetti. he does this with everyone new he meets.
You laugh and then smile. This Paps person sounds like quite a character.
*he can meet you tomorrow if you want. he works at an italian restaurant downtown.
You blink. Well...that was new.
*Wait, you mean at Luigi's?
*yeah. odd name for a restaurant, i know. you humans and naming things after yourself. he does pretty well. is the line cook and everything.
You laugh out loud, spooking your cat a little. You quickly reply back.
*Wow. I'm glad you guys are doing so well.
*well, we could be doing better, but we are happy where we are.
You smile again. Why couldn't you stop smiling.
*but hey, going up in the world is apart-ment and parcel, huh coffee bean?
You laugh again, seeing that he is trying to let you know he lives in an apartment with his brother.
*gotta split. paps wants me to test a batch of linguine. see ya coffee bean.
You roll your eyes, already being given a nick name by someone you just met. You decide to do the same.
*See ya spooks
You chuckle to yourself as you look back on the conversation. You feel like you made a good friend, and you just met them today. Your dad always did tell you that you can count the good friends you have on one hand, at most. And well, you thought, maybe he would be added to that list...
