You slowly, and groggily wake up in the morning, feeling a slight headache after your little foray into some Gin Gimlets last night. You groan and roll over to hold your head. "God damnit my head hurts…" You stand and check the time. Its about 8 in the morning. You still slept well, but man what a night that was. Even if it was a simple little get together for drinks, it was enjoyable. You check your phone and see there is a message from Sans, who apparently sent it just a few minutes ago. It was another picture of him, this time his head laying on the floor with the caption "Just kill me already".

You chuckle, texting back.

*Hit the sauce too hard, huh Spooks?

You chuckle as you get up, wincing as you hold your head. You make your way to feed your cat and see the text message on your phone as you wait for coffee.

*shut your face

You roll your eyes and laugh. Seems he did hit that sauce a little too hard. You hear your phone beep again and then looked.

*it was extra spicy ok? i can drink booze like you too...you human liquor drinker.

You began to laugh again as you sipped on your coffee and texted back.

*Really nice comeback there Spooks. You still up for hanging out today? It's my day off so…

You wait for a response and go about getting your breakfast for the day. A simple stack of pancakes...and you consider making some cookies later as a way of saying thank you to Paps and Sans for being such good friends. You also wondered about something for Grillby…

Your phone beeped once more, checking to see.

*sure thing. though let's save Grillbys' until tonight, huh? I still have my own job to take care of. oh, and johnny may stop by later to drop something off at your apartment. I gave him the address. don't worry, it's nothing bad.

*Got ya, see ya then. And what exactly is he bringing me?

You were a little confused. What would Johnny, that leather jacket clad man be bringing you?

*don't worry about it, consider it another way of me thanking you for being willing to help me.

You blush a little before responding.

*k. I'll stop by for lunch. Oh, do you remember anything from last night?

You hoped he didn't remember the kiss you gave him on the skull.

*no, why?

You let out a breath of relief as you remember what you had done. Sure, you had been drunk, but at least you could still remember. Guess it didn't hold the same for Sans.

*No reason. I was just worried I did or said something wrong.

Sans replied almost immediately.

*you didn't do anything wrong coffee bean. at least not that i can remember

You sigh, feeling a little bad for having to lie, but you were worried you might scare off someone who could be an amazing friend. You then say reply.

*Ok, well I'll see you at lunch. And hey, less sauce tonight, ok?

You chuckle to yourself as you get yourself ready for your day off. You guessed that for today you would get some stuff done around the apartment, and then going shopping for a bit before you would come back for lunch with Sans.

You stretch and make sure you look decent enough after getting dressed, seeing you still had the face stubble from yesterday, thought a little more fuller this time. You decided you needed to shave later in the day. 20 minutes later, you hear a knock on your door. You open it, and there is Johnny, the man who stopped the humans from attacking Sans the other day.

"Heya Johnny," you say, smiling and shaking his hand.

The male smiles as he shakes your hand back, giving you a pat on the shoulder. "Heya bud. Listen, Sans asked me to give this to you. He called me early this morning, asked me to get this to you." He smiled as he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to you. He then also took out a small bottle of gin from his jacket pocket, and from the label, this stuff looked quite pricey.

"Holy shit...that's some good gin. Did Sans buy that for me," you ask, taking the small bottle and setting it on your kitchen counter, Johnny entering your home.

"Yeah, the bone head did. He told me he bought this on a spur of the moment last night when he was drunk off his ass on tobasco sauce. Told me you liked Gin after drinking those Gin gimlets last night. I told him to watch himself on that sauce, but does he listen? Fuck no." He rolled his eyes as he took another drag of the cigarette and pointed at the piece of paper. "And that number I gave you is mine. You call me if you run into any problems, and I'll be over there with some buddies of mine. Sans did good for me, and I did good for him, so we both owe each other a lot of favors." He chuckled as he placed a cigarette in his mouth, striking a match on the side of his boot. He hummed as he drew in the smoke and sighed.

"Haa...Sans is good people. And to tell you the truth, I saw how he was looking at you the other day at the stand, and I saw how you were willing to protect him" Johnny stated rather matter of factly, taking a drag from the cigarette.

You blink as you look at Johnny. "How he was looking at me?"

Johnny chuckled as he rolled his eyes. "Of course how he looked at you. Now, I don't give a shit who you fall for in life, and Sans seems to be eyeing you a lot more than just a repeat customer to his stand. I don't know why...I just got this gut feeling."

You blush and hold your face, Johnny giving a chuckle as he continues to smoke.

"I...I didn't even notice. He just seems so friendly," you reply, watching Johnny give your little kitty a pet.

"Yeah...listen pal. I'm not saying he likes you, but he likes you. Right now, he likes you as a good friend, and I feel if you give him time, that liking as a friend can turn more. I just see these things, ya know?"

Johnny watched your face turn beet red again, giving another laugh at your embarrassment. Wait, why were you embarrassed over this, you barely met the guy only a few days ago! Johnny smiled as he clapped you on your back. "Hey, don't sweat it kid. Listen, give this some time, ok? Sans is...not really used to finding a good friend so quickly. He called me after our little...meeting in the park the other day, and told me you seem like a good friend and that you made a good impression on him when you first met. But I'm only going to say this to you pal...don't make him upset, and try not to hurt him. He's...confided a lot in me over the past couple of years. A lot of it...ain't pretty."

He takes one last drag of his cigarette and douses it in the sink, throwing it in the trash, before letting out one more puff of smoke. "Just...take that into consideration, ok pal?"

You nod, worried about what Johnny was talking about. You then give him another shake of his hand.

"Thanks for letting me know Johnny. Sans is good people, even though I've known him for a few days. I promise I'll get to know him better. And...thanks." Johnny smiled as he gave you a wink. "Hey, take it easy partner. I'll see you later." He left the apartment, his boots clunking against the ground. Soon, you hear the sound of a motorcycle starting up and speeding off. You check the number on the paper and put it into your phone. Now...came the task of trying to clean up your apartment you have been neglecting for a number of days.

1 hour later..

Well, you may have cleaned the place up some, but it was still somewhat dirty. You hummed as you grab your jacket and roll your shoulders before popping your neck. "Alright, shopping time." You smile as you give your kitten a little pet, hearing Stranger meow at you before you left to go grab some things for dinner tomorrow. You guessed tonight would be nice for Grillby's, and then tomorrow something home cooked.

After walking ten minutes, you made it to the grocery store you visited often, for both yourself and the restaurant. As you stepped through the doors like every other time, you heard a bell ringing above you, and you wondered what was going on. Soon, a man in a crisp looking suit, who you guessed was the manager, stepped forward and clasped his hands together.

"Congratulations! You are our 10,000th customer. As being such, we wish to offer you a prize draw, to find what your prize is. Please, come this way," he explained, leading you to a large box with a question mark on it, people with cameras pointing at you and the manager. He smiled. "This is our prize box, the ball you pull out can be marked with a letter from A to F. A is the biggest prize of all, which is a lovely dinner for two, all expenses paid, at one of the most prestigious restaurants in town, El Salvador!" Your eyes widened. That was a 5 star restaurant in town. You needed to book weeks in advance to even get a spot sometime. The people around this little show were clapping and watching with anticipation as you shrug and stick your arm into the box, rooting around. You clasp your hand on a ball and pull it out. It was gold in color, with a large A imprinted on it.

"I'll be damned," you say as the crowd cheers and cameras flash.

"Congratulations! You have won the dinner for two at El Salvador!" He shook your hand and smiled. "You will be treated like royalty, I guarantee you. Please enjoy your dinner. You can choose which day you wish to have it, just give us a call and we will set it up," the manager said as the people around you finished clapping and taking pictures. "Also, since you did pull the A prize, please, allow us to pay for your groceries today for being such a valued customer." You smile as you thank the manager again and decide to get on with shopping. Before you left, the manager left you his name and number to use when booking the dinner for two.

Soon, you finish shopping and take another ten minutes to walk back to your apartment. You drop off your bags of groceries, and then make your way to go back and start shopping for a few other things. You noted you needed a new pair of headphones, and decided that now would be a good time to get some. You hum as you make your way to the electronics store and check the time. Still plenty of time to go and get some lunch with Sans later.

Soon you hear, "Stop! Thief," and you look up to see a blue scaled fish monster chasing after a man holding a black and white purse. You wonder what the hell is going on, before the man is almost to you. You quickly stick your foot out, causing the man to trip and fall flat on his face, the purse flying from his grip and you catch it. The blue scaled woman pants as she grabs the man and stares at him.

"Piece of shit...thanks pal," the woman says. You notice she has an eye patch and fire red hair and was wearing what looked to be an expensive looking leather jacket. You hold out the purse to her. "This is yours, yes?"

You notice that the women looks at you, then at the purse, then she smirks, showing you her razor sharp teeth. You wince a little as she snatches the purse from you.
"Thanks again punk. I'm Undyne. And this piece of shit is gonna regret doing that," you note as the man is sweating and scared out of his mind. You put your hand on her arm. "I think he's learned his lesson, haven't you pal? This woman looks like she can seriously mess your day up, and I have no ungodly clue why you stole from her."

The woman let out a huff of air. "He stole from my wife. Took me forever to catch up to him," she says, eyeing him down. "But...he ain't worth it. Get outta here you little punk." The man stumbled to his feet and ran.

The fish monster smiled at you and replied, "So, thanks for that. Here, for your trouble ya little punk," she said, handing you a 50 dollar bill. You shook your head, but she forced it into your hand, almost making you punch yourself with how hard she pushed. Soon, you saw a small dinosaur looking monster coming up to you two, wearing a black and white dress. You smile as you wave. "Hello. I stopped the guy who tried to rob you," you say as the female dinosaur was fidgeting.

"U-uh...thank you. U-undyne chased after him f-for quite a bit. T-thanks again. I'm A-alphys."

You shake her hand, and Undyne claps you on the back and lets out a laugh, feeling your shoulder sting from the slap. "Ha! He looked ready to piss himself! Thanks again punk. You saved me from running even more." You smile and nod before Undyne smirks. "Got a number? If you can stop a thief, I'd love to see you fight," she exclaimed. You shrugged and told her your number. "See ya punk." Alphys waved goodbye. "B-bye. Th-thanks again!"

You smile. You're just making all sorts of friends today, aren't you?

After grabbing a new pair of headphones, you check your clock now. It was time for lunch, and boy were you famished. You make your way to the park and see the same hotdog stand, Sans lazily reading a book as he waited for customers. You walk up, seeing him brighten up and stand from his seat. "hey coffee bean. glad you came on by. did you uh...see johnny this morning?"

You remembered the gift that Johnny had dropped of. "Yes Sans, the gin was a nice gift. You didn't have to do that for me," you reply, watching Sans already make you a lunch order. Soon, two hot dogs and fries were ready for you, along with a bottle of water. You take them, handing Sans the money required. "heh, yeah i know i didn't have to, but i decided to. i saw how much you liked gin." You roll your eyes and replied, "I like scotch too, but I wouldn't want you to buy me a good bottle of scotch, would I?

Sans frowned. "you don't like it?"

You smile and pat his bony hand. "Sans I love it. I love gin, but you don't have to spend that much money on me like that. It's a nice bottle, and I plan on making us drinks if you want to come over later today." You freeze. You just invited Sans...to your house...after you barely knew him for a few days. You worried how he would react. "ok, but i need to make sure paps gets his story read to him tonight. He usually goes to bed around 9, so I can be over then, alright?"

You nod and smile, eating the delicious food in front of you. You sigh happily as the magic works on your body, making you feel less tired than normal.

"Thanks Sans, the 'dogs were a bun-dle of goodness."

Sans snorts and smiles at you. "man after my own heart. i swear you are getting better at this. so, grillby's later?" You nod and then snap your finger thinking of something. "Just...no sauce tonight, ok? Come to my house for drinks, alright?"

Sans shrugs and smiles. "sure thing, coffee bean." You then lapse into conversation with Sans, laughing at more of his stupid jokes and just all around enjoying his company. After a rather stupid joke, you were holding your stomach and busting out laughing as you hold the stall, Sans himself laughing loud and happily. You wipe away a tear from your eye, as you stand back up after being bent over and laughing.

"God damn Sans, the puns suck but you still manage to make me laugh," you say, chuckling as you polish off your french fries and throw the trash away into the nearby trash can. Sans smirks. "i got a good audience."

You roll your eyes again as you check the time. "When do you get off?"

Sans shrugs. "i get off work when I want to. I own this stand, so i set the time. i just have to take my stuff back home and be ready to go. so, you want to go to grillby's now or later?"

You smirk as you reply, "Later. How about 5?" Sans smirks, "it's a date then coffee bean." You gulp, and see Sans blush blue, and you feel your own face flush blue. "w-what i meant to say was," he started to say, but you stop him.

"Its ok Spooks, I get the meaning. See you at 5 then. And hey...no sauce this time," you remind him, Johnny's words in the back of your mind. Sans gives a little "mhm" before getting back to his book. You walk off, heading back to your apartment, but as you walk, you bump into someone. You stumble backwards, and begin to apologize, but the man standing in front of you stops you. "Excuse me," he said with a deep, and almost silky smooth South American accent. You gulp and your face flushed again. Holy hell this guy sounded sexy as balls. He was wearing a charcoal colored suit without a tie, the top button undone on his white dress shirt.

"Excuse me, but could you tell me where I can find...Grillby's at? I am going there later to have a drink, but I can't for the life of me find it," he says, that voice doing all sorts of things to your head. You shake your head to get rid of the flush before replying.

You give him a quick set of directions, letting him know what the bar looked like. The man chuckles. Good god, that chuckle.

"Good...I know where it is then. Thank you young man," he replied, walking off. You fan yourself a little. Wow, what a voice. Like pure silk. You make your way back to your apartment, sighing as you make your way up to your apartment. Guess you had some time to kill before you went out with Sans tonight. Went out...it sounded to you like a date, but you barely knew him. You didn't like him like that...right? You groaned as you held your head. "Why must fate tempt me like this?"

You resign yourself to watch TV for those hours, or idly texting Sans at his job. Hopefully things wouldn't be as...drunk tonight. And you did invite him over for drinks after he finished up with his brother. You sigh and hold your head. "I really hope you are happy fate," you say, continuing to watch TV.

Hours later…

It's now time to go grab a bite at Grillby's with Sans. You smile as you decide to look somewhat decent, putting on a light blue, button up, short sleeve. You then get a nice pair of dark blue jeans and slip them on before checking yourself in the mirror once more, checking to make sure your hair was good. God, you felt like a girl sometimes. "Well...as the old saying goes...when it rains it pours. Lets see what else happens today."

You are about to make your way out the door, when you see Sans standing at the door. He seems to be wearing a clean blue jacket and some actual jeans this time instead of his shorts you saw him in, and his slippers were gone, now replaced by a somewhat nice pair of shoes. Was he trying to dress nicer for you? No...that couldn't be the case, you thought. Could it?

"hey coffee bean. you clean up pretty good," he observed, blushing slightly. You smile, with a blush yourself.
"Hey, so do you...when you aren't surrounded by hot dogs that is."

Sans chuckles as he holds his hand out for you. "let's go then." You smile at him before he whispers, "close your eyes." You do, and feel a bit of a lurch in your stomach, as you look up and see Grillby's, shining neon sign bright in the night. You smile as you let go of his hand, the skeleton leading you inside. You follow and hear the cheer of "Sans" as you enter, walking up to the barstool and sitting down. You look over and see that girl from the other day. Emma, right? She was strumming her guitar quietly, adding an ambiance to the bar that really fit well.

"Hey Emma," you say, walking up to her and holding your hand out for her to feel it. She tapped your hand and smiled. "Hello. Its good to hear you again. You are the one who got drunk on gin gimlets yeah?"

You blush as Sans gives you a little shit eating smirk before he goes to sit down. "Uh...yes. I am surprised you remember my drink order so well." She chuckles. "Well, when your eyes aren't there, you learn to use what others you have." She gave another warm smile, and you noticed she had clean clothes. A clean shirt and a pair of pants. You looked to Grillby, who simply smiled as he worked on his drinks for his regulars. You give her a pat on the hand and then bend down to give her some cash for playing.

"Here, you earned it. Please, take it." She hesitated for a moment, before taking the 10 dollar bill you gave her. "What amount it is" she asked, setting it into her glass she had in front of her for tips. "Its 10 dollars." She winced and you placed your hand on hers. "You earned it...so please take it, ok?"

She sighs and nods as she then smiles and leans up to whisper in your ear. "I think Sans might like you. I can hear his breathing get quicker when you joke with him. He is very good at hiding his emotions...but he can't hide what his body does."

You gulp and blush once more, walking away from Emma as you hear her giggle and continue playing the guitar. You sit beside Sans, as Sans already ordered the order of Burgers and Fries that you had last time. Sans smiled at you.

"so coffee bean, you still up for making those drinks later? i think Grillbs got you beat." You smile as you gently nudge the skeleton. "Come on spooks, I can do pretty well. I work in a fancy restaurant after all. Had to take over for the bartender a few times, so I got an idea on what to do." Grillby placed a glass of cola in front of your order.

"Good luck with the drinks tonight. Remember to use clean ice," Grillby smiled, giving Sans a wry smile as well as he went back to making orders. Sans coughed into his hand, but you could feel the blush on the skeletons face

After some light conversation with Sans, you heard the door open to the bar, the jingle echoing in the room. You turn, and then immediately blush as you see that it's the man with the silky voice again. He gives you a smile, then quickly turns his attention to Grillby. There was tension in the room, the light chatter had now died down as the man quietly made his way to the barstool opposite of you. Sans eyed this man with a bit of skepticism. Not many humans willingly came into Grillby's bar, but he did know there had been a few that trickled in here and there. No one said a word, and Emma had picked up on this, and she too stopped playing.

All eyes were glued on this man with the charcoal suit. Grillby moved in front of the male and said, in an easy and relaxed voice, "What can I get you?"

The man reached into his jacket pocket, and he pulled a large wad of cash from said pocket. You and Sans were gobsmacked, watching this man pull out three hundred dollars from said stack, and then smiled.

"Gin and Tonic" He placed a one hundred down on the top of the bar. "Cuba Libre" He placed another on the bar. "And a Moscow Mule." You knew these drinks. Simple drinks that didn't take too long to make, and you could not for the life of you understand why this man was paying that much. Grillby was silent, looking at the man, searching for something in the man's eyes to see if he was playing a prank on him. This wasn't a prank, you felt, this was a challenge, and a challenge that Grillby could do well in.

Within a few minutes, Grillby was already at work. Everyone was paying attention at this point, and it was like a show. Grillby was working the bar like a instrument, you noticed. The way he poured, moved and created the drinks in record time was amazing. After ten minutes, Grillby flipped three napkins in front of the male, placing the chilled glasses in front of the customer. The male grabbed the gin and tonic first, giving it a sip and sighing. "Perfection. Not a single thing wrong."

Grillby gave a small bow as the male grabbed the Cuba Libre. He sipped and then smiled once again. "Ah, just like the bartenders at home. You make me feel homesick Mr. Grillby." The male chuckled, causing you to flush. Damn him and his sexy ass voice. Finally, he took a deep sip of the Moscow Mule and sighed again as he looked to the flaming bartender.

"You...you are the final person I was looking for." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a dark red and black looking coin, flipping it towards Grillby. He caught it, looking at it curiously.

"I wish to welcome you to the Bartending World Championship. You, and three guests of your choice, may come to the championship, which will be held in Tokyo, Japan, in three months time. You will be tested about your drink knowledge, and from there...if you succeed and win, your name will be known all over the world. Politicians, diplomats, kings and queens and even presidents will flock to you for their drinks...to ease their pain in this world. You will be shown in every bartender magazine, and you will become more famous and more rich than in your wildest dreams. Of course...you may refuse…" he said, before Grillby simply said, "I'll do it."

You stare wide eyed at Grillby as he stood there, cleaning a glass as the male in the suit got up and turned to leave. "And Grillby...I believe in you. No matter what they say, I believe in monsters...and that they can achieve like humans. I wish you luck. You will have details delivered to you in a few days."

The male left, as quickly as he arrived, the barely touched drinks left on the bar. Grillby sighs as he cleans up from the male, dumping the remnants of the drinks and collecting the 300 dollars. You and Sans both stare, as Emma makes her way to Grillby before she places her hand on his face to feel for his emotion. "You are worried Grillby...why?"

Grillby sighed. "I don't know. This was all so sudden...but I have to do this. For me, and for monsters." Emma smiled. You noticed how...close these two seemed. They had only met yesterday, but you guessed it was because Grillby was being nice to her and helping her as best he could. You and Sans give each other a look and shrug. "Want to finish up and go ahead and get drinks at my place," you ask.

"ok. i'll be by around 9. remember, paps." You nod and pay Grillby for your food and then give a wave to the dogs and Sans. "hey coffee bean...stay safe going home, ok?" You smile and nod as you head out. Now...what were you going to do for the next 3 hours?

3 hours later…

You managed to distract yourself with youtube videos before you finally heard the doorbell ring. After heading towards the door, in walks Sans, still smiling and giving you a wink.

"hey coffee bean. ready to show me how you can pour a drink," he asked playfully.

You roll your eyes. "Of course. Come on in. Watch out for Stranger though. He nips." You hear a "Mew!" as you see your cat squish against Sans almost immediately, rubbing against him. "hey buddy…" He pets the kitty and the cat mews back before bounding away to go play with a toy.

Sans looks around and whistles.

"Nice place you got here coffee bean. Really spiffy."

You chuckle and go to start making the drinks. You get out your materials and began to work on the drinks for you and Sans, deciding to use the good gin to make you and him Gimlets. You make a little show of it, remembering what the bartender at the restaurant did. After pouring you and Sans the drink, you smile at him as you hand it to him.

"Cheers," you say, clinking your glass against his. He nods and sips. "mmm...damn that's good." You smile as you drink with him. This was fun, and you had to admit that you felt he was enjoying himself as well. After a few more drinks, and a couple of horrible puns later, you and Sans were quite tipsy. You chuckle as you wrap an arm around his shoulder and you decide to cuddle next to him.

"Hey, I tell you that you are handsome yet," you slur a little, giving him a kiss on the forehead again. He laughs and kisses you on the cheek, giggling as the alcohol worked in his system. "yeah, and i told you that you looked like joel. but that don't matter now," he smirked as he nuzzled against you, his cheeks stained blue. In your drunken state you smile and say, "I like you Sans."

He smirks as he puts an arm around you as well. "i kinda like you too coffee bean." You smiled and then blushed again as he looked at the drink he was holding, throwing back the last of its contents and sighing happily as he flopped forward, laying his head in your lap and snoring away, the glass gently plopping on the floor. You pick up the glass and smile as you lay your head back against the couch, your eyes growing heavy. You place the glass on the table and place a hand on Sans head, before you gently fall asleep.

Meanwhile, at Grillby's…

Grillby was still awake. It was now 1 in the morning, and he was staring at the red and black chip the man had given him. Would he do it? Could he do it? He was still unsure. He heard the sounds of footsteps and saw Emma coming into his room. She was shaking, and cheeks were streaked with tears. Grillby had decided to put Emma up in his apartment for the time being until she found a job to try and get herself back on track. She cried quietly as she sat down and hugged Grillby close. "I...I had a nightmare…"

Grillby stroked her hair, holding her close. "What was it about?" She sniffed and then placed a hand on his. "I just felt the void of night close around me...like it was trying to kill me. There was no light, no warmth, and I felt like I was dying." Grillby rubbed her back as he made his temperature go up slightly, trying to get her to calm down. She slowly did, but he felt she was still sad.

"You are safe." She then held him tighter. "Thank you...thank you so much for helping me," she said, hugging the fire elemental. She then looked up at him. He frowned. He wished he could see her eyes, just so he could comfort her more. She slowly got up from the ground and then smiled. "I will repay you someday Grillby. Some way and somehow, I will. And...about that contest you are planning on going to….I believe in you. I may not be able to see you or see what you do, but the passion you put into it, through sound alone, is astounding." She smiles and then turns to leave, but Grillby stops her and smiles before he gives her one more hug. "Thank you." She smiles and hugs him again, before turning to leave, closing the door behind her. Grillby looks down at the black and red button once more and clenches his fist. He would do this...and make himself, and all monsters proud. He swore on it...and...he felt a pang of longing in his chest as he remembered the girl with no sight.

"She cares about me, not because I am a monster...but because I am a good person. Why?" He sighs as he goes through the routine to get in bed, his mind still racing about what to do as he slowly drifted off into dreamless sleep once again.