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Sans trodded through the snow, his slippers making little to no noise as they left imprints.
*maybe it’s about time i take a vacation. after all, i’ve been working really hard as a sentry
*i should tell papyrus first. i doubt he’ll be happy, but he needs to make more friends other than me anyway.
After telling Papyrus of his idea, Papyrus sends him off with 4 cans of alphabet soup, which Sans couldn’t resist.
*i don’t wanna stay near snowdin, thats barely a vacation. somewhere warmer would be nice, somewhere other than hotland though, the “ooo” of the core is annoying, and i already visit there a lot for sentry duty.
Sans pulled a vacation magazine out of his pocket.
*places i’ve already been, snowdin, hotland… oh? the dunes. never heard of those before. lets see… through hotland… too many directions. i’ll just take a shortcut.
And with that, Sans was off. Where this shortcut was, I have no clue, I’m just the narrator.
Sans:”hm. so this is the place, huh. its nice. i’m famished, do they have a grillby’s or something here?”
Sans walks around for a bit, getting a bit annoyed after getting sand in his slippers, before walking upon the Saloon.
*it’s pretty late, hopefully they’re open. normally, i’m not a fan of bars, but i haven’t seen anything else.
Sans pushed open the Saloon gate, and was relieved to find someone behind the counter.
Sans:“heya. you got any burgers?”
Dina:”Howdy skeleton, closest thing we’ve got to a burger is the Feisty Slider.”
Sans:”i’ll just take that then. oh, put some ketchup on it too.”
Dina:”Alright, I think we might have some ketchup left. I’ll bring it to ya when it’s ready.”
Sans looks around, surprised to see a fox-kitsune type lady with nearly 3 empty bottles of beer on the counter next to her.
*dang, she seems pretty sad. might as well try to cheer her up while i wait.
Sans walks over to the fox monster, his wide, toothy grin still shining. The fox monster barely turns to look at him–obviously wasted.
Sans:”hey. you doin’ alright?”
Chapter 2: chapter... the 2...
Summary:
sans does the thing
Notes:
Whats with Sans and divorced mothers with dead children?
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“hey. you doin’ alright?”
Someone spoke to Ceroba’s side, although she didn’t recognize the voice.
*A smiley… shurt skeletun.
Ceroba:“...Why woul.. you care?”
“dunno. noticed you over here, thought you could use a hand.”
The skeleton pulled off his hand.
*Waht the…?
Ceroba stifled a chuckle.
Ceroba:”...I’ll amit, that was kind of fuhnny, skeleton guy.”
Ceroba sounds like she's way too drunk.
Sans:”i’m sans. sans the skeleton. nice to meet you, uh…”
Ceroba:”C..Cirohba.”
Sans obviously didn’t understand what she said, but he takes a seat next to Ceroba.
Sans:”what’s got you feeling down?”
Ceroba was surprised at the sudden question.
Ceroba:”...nothin’.”
Sans:”well, if nothing’s got you feeling down, i guess you wouldn't mind if i ribbed you with some hilarious puns.”
Waht’s this guy tryin’ to dooh..?
Sans:”you look like just skin and bones over here, obviously something’s bothering you, but i won’t pry.”
Ceroba chuckles a bit at the pun, but still looks horrible.
Ceroba:”Yur funny, s… sams…”
Footsteps are heard, and Sans turns to look, realizing his slider is done.
Sans:”how much?”
Dina:”30g.”
Dina whispers to sans.
Dina:”If you can get her to stop drinkin’ so much, it's on the house.”
Sans nods.
Ceroba:”...Hwat’re you guys wishperin’ abour?”
Sans:”i was just seeing if they had ribs on the menu.”
*Is he bein seruis or wahs that a pun?
Sans whispers “whats her name, by the way?”
Dina looks at Sans, says “Ceroba.” then goes back to cleaning glasses at the other side of the bar.
Sans:”well, ceroba, if you dont stop drinking, i’ll have to keep hitting you with my humerus puns.”
ShurikenOfTheStars on Chapter 1 Sat 13 Apr 2024 06:34PM UTC
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