It was 3 am. Sans immediately sheathed his blue hoodie, throwing it onto the table next to his pet rock. Undyne was fast asleep, which meant that Papyrus and Frisk must also have knocked out. Sans sighed. He hadn't really talked to any of his close friends since sentry duty started to pick up. He had to make sure he got less hours or quit one of his many jobs. He walked to the kitchen to reach for a bottle of ketchup. Upon reaching the fridge, he saw a new note attached to the fridge. No one ever left notes on the fridge. Curious, he picked up the note.
Hi Sans! It's Frisk. I miss seeing you. Hope work isn't too bad. I cooked with Paps and Undyne today. I tweaked their recipe a little bit, hopefully its actually edible XD. Also, I just realized I don't have your phone number. Here's mine, in case you need to reach me for an emergency. -Frisk :) P.S. Here's your joke of the day: What did one statue say to the other statue. Is-stat-chu!
Sans chuckled to himself. She's so cute, Sans thought. In the fridge right next to a bottle of ketchup was a green container with "Sans" labeled on it. He was a little scared to try the spaghetti, as it was Papyrus and Undyne's recipe, but decided he would give it a shot for Frisk. He took one bite. Holy shit, Sans thought. This is amazing. The sauce was infused with three different kinds of cheese. The pasta in the spaghetti was al dente, softer on the outside but firm in the middle. It even had a slight crunch. There were different kinds of herbs and spices mixed throughout the dish. Even the steak that was used for the spaghetti was cooked to perfection, and it was extremely juicy when he bit down into it. He wolfed down the entire container of spaghetti in less than 5 minutes. God, he missed seeing her. All he wanted to do was sit down with her and talk about what was on his mind; the only problem was, his mind was only filled with her. He obviously couldn't talk to her about how much he liked her. That would be embarrassing, especially if she did not like him back. He picked up a pen and started writing back to her on a note then went upstairs and knocked out in his bed.
Frisk woke up bright and early to go shopping for more ingredients. She had forgotten how much she loved cooking. Papyrus and Undyne had absolutely loved her steak spaghetti last night, so she went out to buy more ingredients. On her way out, she noticed a note by Sans's pet rock.
dearest frisk, i thought you would like to know i destroyed that spaghetti you made last night. i normally don't eat anything made by papyrus or undyne. their food makes me want to un-die. your spaghetti gave me faith in humanity again. ty. i also realize i've been neglecting our friendship. stupid sentry duty. you'd think they'd send someone other than a lazy skeleton to do this. anyway. come by the waterfall station. i'll ditch work just for you. seeya soon. -your fave bonehead, sans. ps heres my number in case you need it.
Frisk's heart skipped. He liked the spaghetti? She went to the sink. The container she had labeled "Sans" was completely empty. She was happy and determined to make another dish he would love. She decided she would head to Waterfall after she went shopping.
Sans sat back at his sentry station in Waterfall. Would Frisk come hang out with him? She seemed like she always had so many other plans; he would not be surprised if she already had agreed to spend time with someone else. His phone rang.
"Hello?" Sans answered.
"Hey, um," The voice answered. "Is your refrigerator running?" Sans chuckled.
"Nice try Frisk, I've heard that one a million times." He heard laughter from around the corner and Frisk popped out from behind it.
"Just testing to make sure you didn't give me some weird hotline for idiot babies or something." Frisk smiled. "So, Mr. Sentry, I hear you're planning on playing hooky today."
"Didn't I tell you?" Sans said, linking his arm with Frisk's. "I already hooked a human today. Gave me the day off for it. Come on, let's go slack off together."
Sans led Frisk to an area in Waterfall overlooking the rest of the Underground. King Asgore's castle was in view and the crystals glowed so brightly, lighting up every path. The last time Frisk was here, she couldn't stop thinking about what that bunny had said at Grillby's. Now, all she could think about was how much she loved spending time with Sans.
"So," Sans said, laying back with his eyes closed. "How's life in the Underground been?" Frisk went on and on about all the new friends she had met. She talked of how she had befriended the shopkeepers and that they offer her discounts in exchange for meals. Her and Alphys had been hard at work writing real human history books and distributing them to the library in Snowdin. She had even written a couple of crosswords and junior jumbles for the newspaper. She was doing so much and was so enthusiastic talking about all the new activities she'd done and new friends she'd made. Sans could listen to her talk for hours. He laughed.
"You're amazing, you know that?" Sans said. He was shocked. He had said that without thinking. He looked away in embarrassment.
"Aww, thanks. You're not too bad yourself." Frisk winked, then laughed. She loved teasing him. He relaxed. He wanted nothing more in that moment than to grab her face and kiss her. She looked so beautiful against the glow of the ceiling crystals. He caught himself staring.
"So uh," Sans said, trying to change the topic. "How's the newspaper been?"
"We've been working on adding a new kind of newspaper column, actually," Frisk said. "We put a silhouette in the paper and then give three facts about a monster, then you have to guess who it is off the three clues. The correct answer is on the last page."
"Sounds awesome Frisk," Sans said, sitting up. "I'll have to see when the first column is out."
"Actually, I was wondering… Would you be willing to be our first monster?" Sans was surprised, not expecting Frisk to say that to him.
"Of course, Frisk, I'd be honored. I have to give you three facts about myself then, don't I?"
"No, I'm not gonna put 'pun-lover' on there. It's too obvious."
"Alright then," Sans said. "How about some really obscure facts no one really knows about me." Frisk perked up. She wanted to know everything about Sans and used this as an opportunity to ask.
"Ok," Frisk said. "Shoot." Sans tried to speak, but his phone rang. It was Papyrus.
"BROTHER!" Frisk could hear Papyrus's voice from where she was sitting. "Where are you?! Your post has been empty for a while!" Sans sighed.
"I'll be right there, I just took a break, calm down." Sans hung up the phone. "I guess duty calls. Literally." He got up from where he was sitting and dusted off his shorts. "Here, Frisk. Take this. It's the key to my workshop. It's behind the house. Maybe we can find some fun facts about me to put in the paper after sorting through all the stuff in there. I've still got another break today. I'll sneak off and meet you there in a little bit." Frisk nodded and grabbed the key. She put it on her keychain.
A workshop? Frisk thought. I've never seen anything that looks close to a workshop in the house before… She stared at the key. This was her opportunity to get to know Sans on a deeper level. She wanted to know more about him than anything. She wanted to know everything about him. She whipped around, but Sans seemed to be long gone. She set off back towards Snowdin, eagerly awaiting what she would find in Sans's workshop.