***Hello, everyone! Note to self: stop procrastination... later. I have to put a trigger warning for a tiiiiny bit of sexual harrassment (oops, spoiler), but it's nothing major. Anyways, Sans, Papyrus, and Frisk belong to Toby Fox, two OCs that you'll meet momentarily belong to me (and my best friend), and let's go!
Chapter Two: Reunions Both Ways
"Here you go, Papyrus," Frisk said, putting the glass on the table. Although she was older now (and had embraced her matured appearance), she still held to her kindness and above all, her DETERMINATION.
"Thank you, human," Papyrus said as he accepted his glass with a smile.
"Has Sans gotten in touch with you? I told him I was working and that you were already here. Besides, he said that he was coming," Frisk said.
"Oh, you know my brother. But for someone who can teleport, he really does take a while to get from place to place. Especially nowadays," Papyrus said.
Before either of them could press further into that matter, they heard slippers padding against the ground. "What's up, Paps? 'Ey, Frisk. How're you guys doing?" Sans asked, leaning with one hand on the table.
"It's good to see you again," Frisk said. Sans gave her a hug. "It's been too long, kid," he said. Then, he turned to the other member of their little party.
"Paps, let's hit the bar, huh?" he said. "You can still eat. You'll just be at the bar," Frisk added. "...alright, then," Papyrus said, tone uncertain. So, the three went to sit at the bar.
Working the bar was a tall, young woman in the same uniform as Frisk. However, she seemed to have issues seeing, bringing the cups close to her squinted, ocean-colored eyes. At last, she sighed, and put the cup in her hand down, blowing some of her short, caramel-colored hair out of her face as she sighed.
"Did you call your sister?" Frisk asked as she stepped behind the bar. "Yes. She'll be here in a bit. Who're these two?" the waitress asked.
"Sans and Papyrus. They're old friends of mine," Frisk said. She turned to her aforementioned old friends. "This is Penny." Her voice dropped in volume slightly as she added, "She can get a little cranky form time to time, but she's generally pretty nice."
The skelebros nodded, and the three went to some barstools to sit.
"Takin' your dinner break?" Penny asked. "Yeah. I mean, we're not really busy right now," Frisk said. She whipped out her notepad and pen. "I can put an order in for us, and we can eat together." So, Sans and Papyrus placed their orders for dinner and Frisk went off to get put them in.
"Excuse me, human? Are you having trouble seeing?" Papyrus asked, watching from his side of the bar. "Yeah. My glasses got broken earlier today, and I'm next to blind without them. Can I get you two anything to drink?" Penny asked.
"Simply a water for myself. But why must you keep working if you can't see?" Papyrus asked. "Something strong enough to knock me off this stool," Sans requested.
"Because my boss is a cheapskate and the patrons here, most of them are... bad. Really bad. I'm only here for the reason that this is a job I can hold. And it allows me to pay for my half of the apartment's expenses. Me and my sister split whatever we get," Penny explained as she made the drinks. Papyrus' water was a little over the mark of 'full', and Sans' glass was dripping down the sides.
"I mixed up some labels probably, so I don't know what all's in that cup for certain," Penny warned. Sans accepted it and downed some of it nonetheless. The cup was half-empty when it met the top of the bar again.
"I dunno what's in this either," the stocky skeleton said, "but top me off."
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The night went on. Papyrus, Frisk, and Sans ate dinner. Penny kept serving drinks, despite her better judgement, and glancing at the door.
However... Sans couldn't quite take his bony fingers from his glass.
He slowly lost his sobriety with each gulp going down his throat. Despite Frisk and Papyrus' best attempts to cut him off, he just kept on going, drunkly mumbling, slapping the bar and occassionally his friends.
What changed things was when finally, another young woman walked in.
Her hair was caramel-colored, like Penny's, but it was in a long ponytail. She was shorter and not quite as slim, her eyes brown. "Thank you!" Penny said, relieved.
The girl, presumably the sister that had been called earlier on, walked over. "I"m sorry... I got caught up at work, and traffic was no help. But still, here you go," she said, passing over a blue case. Penny grabbed it and put on a pair of round-lensed glasses. "Finally," she sighed, a relaxed smile crossing her face.
"I gotta head back. I've still got some things to wrap u—!" The sister was stopped in her attempt to leave when she was tripped.
And when she sat up, she saw a drunken skeleton over her.
"L... lemme help ya stand up, baby..." Sans slurred, holding out his hand. The sister got up on her own. "I can help myself up. I'm going now," she said sternly.
As she turned away, she felt a bony hand slap against her butt.
"Sans! That's it, he's going home. I'm so sorry, human," Papyrus apologized as he threw Sans over his shoulder and left.
Frisk stood up, her dirty plate and glass in hand. "I'm.. going to put these in the dish pan and get back to work," she said. And, she was out of there.
Penny walked around the bar, touching her older sister's shoulder tentatively. "You gonna be okay?" Her sibling jerked away and gave a mere two (well, technically three) words before walking away.
"I'll survive."
***Told you it was nothing major. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out, and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!