Dinner was great, which was a bit of a change from the average of Papyrus's dinners. He had managed an elegant Alfredo dish that was seasoned to perfection. I must have looked like I was on cloud nine because he squealed giddy with excitement.
"DO YOU LIKE IT?"
I nodded and stuffed my face further. I would have to request this for any special occasion from now on because it was so good. Sans was watching me while I ate, a smirk on his face. He found something about me amusing but right now I wasn't going to complain.
"Gee kid, it's like you never eat." He commented and got up to put his plate in the sink.
I was bewildered that he wasn't having more. Taking up a second helping I responded smugly.
"At least I'm not all bone."
My pun got a laugh out of him and Toriel. The woman was feeding Ariel formula and attempting to drink from her own glass when she laughed, which to her credit was hard enough to do when the child didn't quite like the taste of the imitation milk. She managed not to do a spit take and winked at me.
"You haven't changed, my dear child."
"Thanks mom." I smile back at her and take another bite. As I chewed I thought about bringing up the living situation and getting a job. Now would be a good time to bring it up so I set down my fork.
"So, I've been thinking, since I'm down here for good, I need to get a job."
"A job?" Toriel seemed to take a moment on this. "If that is what you feel you need, but remember I can support you."
"I know mom, but I wanna be able to support myself and Ariel…maybe even find my own place at some point….Do you guys know of any job openings?"
Sans shut his eyes and shrugged. "Grillz might need help, or maybe one of the shops in town. There aren't a whole lotta things to pick from."
"WHAT WILL ARIEL DO WHEN YOU WORK?" Papyrus jumped in.
"Well I'd need someone to watch her, of course. Right now I can watch her until I find a job, so don't worry about that too much yet…..Sans you really think Grillby might need me?"
The bonehead repeated his shrug and opened one eye at me. "I'm sure he'd like a pretty little barista to help him out."
Did he call me pretty? I try not to blush and give him a smile.
"Alright then, I'll ask him."
It would be interesting working at the bar and making drinks. It'd also give me the opportunity to see Sans a bit more, and I could learn of his alcohol tolerance. It might be a lot of fun. Tomorrow I'd have to go ask Grillby and see if I had a shot.
"IF THAT DOESN'T WORK FRISK, I CAN SEE IF UNDYNE WILL LET YOU WORK WITH US!"
"Uh, sure Papyrus. That's be...lovely." I managed to smile.
