Sans took Frisk apple picking. He didn't understand, humans picked apples off of trees to eat. Wasn't that a little unsanitary?
He held Frisk high so they could pick one. "Look, I got a juicy one." Sans nodded. At least this wasn't a long lasting activity.
An hour later Sans was exhausted, why'd he agree to this. He had to lift Frisk up to get many apples, and they usually insisted on the highest apple, forcing Sans to use his gravity magic to lift them up.
After that was done, Frisk laid out the blanket they brought on the ground, before sitting on it. "Sans, sit?"
Sans looked at the blanket. Frisk wanted him to sit on a blanket under trees on the ground. What if a branch falls? That hurts.
Sans kept his cool and sat on the blanket across from Frisk. Humans do this as an activity, isn't it uncomfortable?
Frisk handed Sans an apple before grabbing one. Very reluctantly Sans ate it. Why do humans insist on such unsanitary practices? Shouldn't apples be washed before eating, why is apple picking a thing when you can buy your own apples? He never knew. Pretending that he saw the point in this activity, Sans asked Frisk, "Having fun, kiddo?"
They nodded. "Let's do this again tomorrow."
Sans inwardly groaned, "Sure thing kiddo." He made a note to bring a step stool the next day.