A/N happy 4th of July to all US citizens! All the last ships will be silly ships eg (Charater x object)
SS- SansXKetchup: Ah, that one scene at Grillby's where Sans drinks an entire bottle of ketchup, if you refuse to have ketchup with your food. One thing I noticed whilst playing the game, is that Sans is left handed. He does almost everything except for combing his skull? Imaginary hair? and scratching his... well... where his butt would be if he had one, with his right hand. Everything else, from shaking your hand, to leading you through a shortcut, drinking ketchup, to even dunking you if you chose genocide is done with the left hand. Also, Sans has a lot of condements at his first station in Snowdin.
Now for the story, which will crossover with the Ask.
It was a late night, everyone set up camp to watch the fireworks from MT Ebott. Everyone's new friends; Utf and Abigail joined them, the asker from an alternate timeline, Zach was probably doing the same thing with his family, it was quite large, with four kids running around.
"Squee, any minute now!" Frisk squealed.
"heh, what did you want us to see, anyway, besides the stars?" Sans asked.
"Around this time, every year, fireworks are lit up, to celebrate the US becoming independant from great Britain. At least, that's what I learned in elementary school, and from what mom and dad told me." Frisk explained.
"I forgot what fireworks looked like, I even forgot we celebrated this day. Being dead for a few hundred years does that to you, I guess." Chara admitted.
"yep, though i pity you, the view's much nicer, in hawk form, where i can see the tiniest of details." Abi quipped, sitting perched on a tree branch.
"Oh, I brought some drinks and snacks for everyone, let's hope I got everyone's special orders right. Alphys, the soda, you like. Chara, chocolate milk, I got the name brand like you asked, I got some popato chisps and dog food for the amalgamates. Toriel stated.
"I brought some flasks of hot cocoa and some tea." Asgore said.
"...I got your ketchup...Sans" Grillby said, but held it out from Sans's reach. "Pay your tab first!" Grillby ordered, Sans paid for the ketchup bottles and added some extra gold, plus tips. Grillby handed over the ketchup.
"Sans, I'm a little jelous, of how much you love your ketchup." Toriel teased.
"nah, i love you more, no need to worry, tori." Sans said, he sorta let the wording slip out, but Sans didn't care, he was bound to say it eventually.
" I love you too, Sans." Toriel said, kissing Sans's skull. Sans hid inside his hoodie, so that nobody could see his face glow blue.
Moments later the fireworks started, Sans's focous was on his ketchup, and on the fireworks. In the moment though, Undyne pulled Alphys closer and kissed her. Kid felt the moment and kissed Frisk. "Yo...um...I f-felt that I had to r-return the favour y-yknow." they said, shyly. Quite soon, all the couples were having their first kiss, most were flustered at first, but got used to it quite quickly.
Now here's a question for you? How do skellies kiss the ones they love when they don't even have lips? The truth is, nobody knows. Apart from the kiss, and those moments of being flustred, sans only really paid attention to his ketchup.
"...That reminds me...Toriel... one night...Sans was drunk and you would not believe what he did. ...Sans spent the rest of the night...up until closing time... making out with his ketchup bottle and confessing his love...I would have called Papyrus...but...it was so fun to watch." Grillby explained, laughing at Sans's expense.
"HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!" Everyone shouted in unison, clanking their drinks. It was a happy 4th of July indeed.