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Like everyone else who has a soulmate tattoo at the age of ten. Girls and boys around have cute things written on their bodies, either it be on the hip, forearm or wrists. Yours had to be right on your shin. Not that what everyone says is what the tattoo says. It gets annoying with what it says.
Almost every guy you run into says it unintentionally or they’re teasing because you have yet to find your soulmate. Monsters have surfaced about two years ago. It’s no big deal because it makes life more interesting than having everybody you know within the small town.
You were out and about, riding in a car with Isabella, one of your best friends who has been by your side since middle school. She ended up bringing you back to reality after watching the scenery go by.
“Estella! You okay girl, you’re spacing out a little.. it’s not like you to space.”
“I’m fine, thinking is all.” You say quietly as your mind races between what’s going on today. While what happened up until now was work being a bitch. People screaming, demanding to speak to a manager. Thievery. You don’t get paid enough to deal with everyone’s bullshit. Getting paid minimum wage and still getting bullshit ain’t right.
“Girl you don’t look to be thinking now are you sure?”
“Isa I’m totally fine, just… everything today is messing with me.”
Isabella gives a soft look and smiles, “let’s go out for an ice cream then. You remember when either of us had a horrible day in high school to where we would just eat sweets on our lunch? Drive away to the nearest shop?” She gives a small chuckle.
“Sure, we can go get ice cream. But first, I need to change out of my work clothes. It’s not cute to go around looking like I’ve had rags on from the past.” You say smiling.
“Okay fine, let’s go change and get to that ice cream shop!”
Isabella has found her soulmate and it was conveniently when she went to get on with a local coffee shop that was down town near the college.
Both Isabella and you are in college together, majoring different degrees in life. But it don’t mean that you two won’t stop being friends. “Well let’s go get changed and get you some ice cream woman. Chop chop!”
The car came up to an apartment building. Of course you and Isabella have decided to room together, it’s not bad since her boyfriend knows how to cook too. He would come and show you how to cook meals almost restaurant quality incase they decide to have date night and leaves you to your own decision.
“Fine, but you know my fashion sense isn’t all that cute. I look at cute things and you tell me different.” Isabella gives you a look that is knowing you’re spewing bullshit straight at her face. “Okay if I haven’t gotten to know your taste I would have shoved you into a dress for everyday purposes. Plus you have makeup to the hundreds girl! You need to use them! Not just some wham bam okay I’m half assing this look. Okay Estella. You’re getting a makeover and you’re gonna like it.”
“Am I gonna have to wear heels?”
“I dunno are you?”
A small sigh leaves your mouth as you enter the complex. It’s not bad looking but it’s a little on the shady side. Cops were littering here and there because of the crooks lying around.
Getting your keycard out and scan it to open the front doors and to the elevator to use it, some music comes on as always. Upon reaching the fourth floor and walking down your phone rings in your pocket. Taking it out and look at the ID caller you sigh again.
“Goddamn Kenny… what does he want this time?” You grumble quietly.
You slide to answer with a much more peppy voice like you’re at work. “Hey Kenny! What’s up?”
“Estella can I ask for a favor?”
“Sure? What’s the favor?” You’re dreading that you may be called back into work for something. “Is it possible for you to open the store tomorrow morning?” Gripping your phone you take a silent deep breath. “Sure, what time?” You ask as you dread a test coming up. That’s gonna cost studying hours. Kenny, your boss knows your part time job for a reason. You’re going to college almost full time and with four classes and two tests coming up, you can’t just leave and fail because work calls.
“You’ve opened before Estella, normal hour. Say seven to get ready for opening.” Kenny cheerfully says. “Alright! I’ll be in!”
“Good! See you tomorrow! Have a good night!” Kenny’s last words before he hangs up. “Was that your boss?” Isabella gives a worried look. “Yeah, not much I can do. It helps our payment and for food. Plus you know as well as I do. This is the only place that’s semi safe and close to campus for us. Not to mention your work is further down the street than my work though it is fine.” You take a deep breath as you go to unlock the door.
A friendly meow came from the door and lo behold it was your cat Allie. The lovely feline that you so much call her a shit brick. Isabella had a small laugh and greeted the demon. “Why hello there lovely lady!” Which in return Isabella got a call back from the cat. “Has she been fed yet?” You ask as Allie starts to meow more when food is mentioned.
“I did before I came to get you.” Isabella answers. You both work different hours but schedule wise works great, maybe not for gas but at least it is a round trip for the two of you. After morning classes are dealt with, the two of you head to work. With payments it’s easier to have one car at the moment.
“What do we need for food after I get off tomorrow?” You call grabbing a list to take notes down.
“The usual things, eggs and milk, bread and meat. Oo! Can you grab bacon and croissants?” You have a nod writing down everything she listed.
“Okay, got that squared away, now it’s time for yogurt!” You say happily as you make your way into your room. Getting your work clothes off and heading to the closet you gander on the shirts you have. “Estaa! Go shower and I’ll pick your clothes! I’ll also get makeup out and ready! We’re having a girls night.” Isabella grins happily already searching for a shirt.
“Alright, as you say captain.” You mock her. “Esta! You know how I feel about that, go!” She heads to shoo you off to the shared bathroom. “Okay, sorry!” You smile. Heading to take a shower now and wait til the water is warm. The building takes a bit since there’s so many apartments in the building.
Once hot you get in and scrub yourself clean. “Esta! I’ve got your outfit! Head to your room when you’re done!” Isabella calls out as she heads to get herself dressed. You have an “okay” as time went by. After drying your hair and heading to your room to get dressed you saw what she had picked out. It was cute, but it required a lot of confidence to even wear such a thing in public.
A nice black flowery skirt with a thin fabric to flow through the wind was out, stalking type socks with a watery crop that matched the pattern. As for the shoes. Lordy what had Isabella done. Heels, but they were cute. Almost in a combat boot way but it had straps with a zipper for the back heel. “Okay isa, let’s see what you’ve done for yourself.” You murmured.
As the clothing went, you were okay at styling your hair to match the outfit. As you were finishing styling Isabella came through and knocked with brushes and makeup in hand. “Okay, it's time to go!” She says with a grin.
“Is it bad to have a feeling that you may be cat called?” You mumble. “Esta I wouldn’t think that. If they did, they would have a bull topple down.
While that gave you some calmness, but a nagging feeling that wherever you go, some guy would always say, “hey gorgeous!” Like it’s some thing to fling around on a woman.
Isabella went through and did a full face as she had done her own makeup. It’s not that you were horrible with it, it was more that it took longer because perfection must be done well! Which is another reason why it’s hardly worn by you.
“Okay! Get your purse and shoes on! We will be on our way girlie!” Isabella rings happily. You gave a small smile as you went to put your shoes on. Being on the shorter side of 5 foot even, the shoes gave a maybe inch and a half taller for you.
Heading back out to the car Isabella gives a coo. “You look stunning! Now! Let’s go!” Isabella plugs her phone in and plays some music you both can rock out to. It was a small drive as the shop was almost at the end of the town, but it was a small family owned shop. Always had excellent customer service! Also made boba tea, which Isabella went nuts for.
“I hope no idiot would make the comment. It’s.. a bit redundant that my right shin has the words “hello gorgeous” on my leg. Why can’t mine be like yours? When Gorge said something more meaningful?” You sigh.
“Estella don’t beat yourself over what every guy that told you that.” Isabella tried to calm you down but you interrupt, “I hate that I get my hopes up that it’s my goddamn soulmate but only for it to be a jerk wad who only wants a one night stand or some filth.. I don’t know.” You take a deep breath before exploding.
“It’s not the same… I wish it was not such a common thing men or women say. It’s hard…”
Isabella reaches over and pats your shoulder. “Esta
don’t worry. You know how my radar is with men.” She gives a wink. “Easy for you to say.” Giving a dead panned answer back. You got yourself out of the car and start to walk to the shop which ends up being pretty empty.
“See Esta? It will be just us. Until the rush comes in.” She gave a smile going to open the door for the both of you.
“Hello! Welcome in!” A young lady says. “Thank you!” You both say in unison. “One more thing! We have a promotion too! And also in hopes of making new friends here in our area! A bakery has set up a few streets down!” The young lady says with glee.
“Oh? Is it new?”
“Not exactly! People have been talking about it and seem to love it! I’ll even say that I’ve been there before. It may be pricey but the bakery is amazing!” She enthuses.
“Wait, isn’t that the liquor parlor? They sell bakery items?” You ponder and look confused. “No, there’s a tea shop near by you, they have some bakery items not a lot though.” Isabella nods and shrugs. “Anyway, let’s go take a look after we’re done here. I’m sure they have good items for when we’re late to class.”
Isabella heads to the counter to grab a cup. “Oh Esta! They have your favorite flavor!” Whipping your head up to Isabella calling, you go to grab a foam cup and serve yourself some blue raspberry with a neutral pineapple sorbet. “Yeah? They always do?”
“Well this week.” Isabella was putting some pearl poppers and caramel toppings on her frozen treat. After you get your serving, you head to get some toppings. Candy. Because why not? Isabella paid for the both of you. You knew it didn’t settle well but you’ll get her back.
You both gossip for some time while eating the frozen treat you heard the bell ring at the door. “Welcome in!” The lady at the desk cheerfully said.
“Thanks!” A man’s voice rang. Ugh, you hope that they don’t say anything.
“Estella, don’t think about it. It’s just some guy wanting some ice cream.” Isabella broke your thought. “I won’t, don’t worry.”
“So tell me about work today.” You hum. “To start off, you know my morning routine.” You smile at her. “Oh, the one where you race to get ready? Yeah. You have to stop getting to bed so late!” Isabella chastens you about your sleep schedule.
“Not my fault that the people upstairs or whomever is up there likes to fuck occasionally. It’s getting annoying.” You deadpan. “Can you ignore it?”
“I’m trying, the fucking women that’s brought over is annoying. One after another.” You grumble and realize that you’re off topic. “Anyways, three people asked for a manager and started to yell at me for now apparent reason. Four stole from us and basically ran out the door. People fighting… nothing new now.” You sigh.
“That’s becoming an everyday thing huh?”
“No, I just wish people would stop their thievery. Though the next time I hear fucking upstairs again, I’ll blast music up their ears so they can shut up.” Isabella had this look on her face. “Just remember, they can come down and yell at you.” You don’t give two shits, they’ve given you less sleep since they moved in.
“I’ll handle it.” You say with a sigh. “It’s at a point where I’m getting very little sleep.” You counter. “Alright, just wait til you meet whomever is up there then.” Isabella says.
“Then I will deal with it isa. Not a big deal.” You say as the door rings again, and two voices talk, one being low but smooth, not too deep, just as light. The next being a lower but it had a small high pitch to it, almost baritone. Smooth as well. You turn to look at the two, wondering and trying to put voices to faces. Two monsters came in. Skeleton to be exact.
“Oh! Esta! I think one goes to our class!” Isabella says. Now that you think about it, she’s not wrong. Math you think was the class, not as interesting but still adequate.
“Oh yeah, um.. I don’t remember their names, one picks the other up sometimes no?” You try to remember. “No, one tends to work with the other students in the auto center.” Isabella reminds you. Ah, okay. Now you remember. “Isn’t one trying to get into law enforcement? Or did he already do so?” You question. “I think he already did, the poor man was trying last year to get in.”
“Okay, well.. it’s none of our business since we don’t know them.” You comment, Isabella smiling. “Come on, we can try! And maybe get some other friends too! Not just me. I know that I’m your only friend but we also need to get you out there girlie.” Isabella smiles and gets up to greet the two.
The two skeletons looked different. Like ones more active then the other, though you don’t judge. When the shorter one with the blue bandana looks over and gives a smile. He says something to Isabella then heads to get his cup full of ice cream. “What did you dooo?” You whisper in an almost panicked state. “Ohhh making you some friends! Come on Esta! They’re cool dudes! And who knows. They can be a wingman!” She giggles.
A minute later, the short skeleton followed by a taller one with an orange hoodie who looks to be a bit awkward comes by. “HELLO GORGEOUS, CAN WE SIT HERE BY ANY CHANCE?”
Oh fuck no. “Don’t you fucking say that! I’m not some hooker!” You hissed. The shorter one’s eye sockets widened. “sans?” The taller one asks. When he looks at you he gives you a small glare. “hey, that’s not nice to say things to my brother.” He says in a lowered voice.
You took a deep breath and stood up. Grabbing your stuff, you leave and wait outside for Isabella. “I’m sorry about her.. she usually doesn't like when guys say that.” Sans whom the taller have said, his name spoke up. “IT’S FINE, UM, IS IT POSSIBLE TO SPEAK TO HER?” He asks, Isabella looks outside and heads to you. “Estella, you know you were a bit rude…” she says.
You know you were rude. But guys have been saying that since your tattoo appeared. “Isa.. I don’t know anymore and I’ve almost lost hope… just.. fuck. All I heard before were excuses and teasing.” You say. “Yeah? That’s the past. This is now. Come, these nice men are waiting.” She says and heads back to the table. You groan and follow her back in. “What do I owe to some prick?” You say with a straight face.
“WELL… I WANT TO INTRODUCE MYSELF AS WELL AS MY BROTHER.” He starts. “MY NAME IS SANS AND THIS IS MY YOUNGER BROTHER PAPYRUS.” Sans states. Papyrus just gives you a look which is making you shiver slightly. “I’m Estella, and this is my sister Isabella.” You introduce yourself. “Still. I don’t like some randi walking up and making fun of my tattoo.” You say as you show it off. “AND I APOLOGIZE. I NEVER KNEW THAT WAS YOUR SOULMATE TATTOO. I HAVEN'T FOUND MY MATE YET SO IT'S A MYSTERY PER SAY.” He gives a small smile.
“by the looks of it it may just be.” Papyrus says quietly which Sans gives a small harsh look to. “WELL, HOW ABOUT THIS. I CAN MAKE THIS WHOLE INTRODUCTION UP BY INVITING YOU OVER TO MY HOME FOR DINNER. YOUR SISTER MAY JOIN AS WELL!” He grins.
“He knows that I’m your friend right?” Isabella says. “yeah, I know she lied. you’re good friends so I didn’t say anything.” Papyrus says. This bamboozled you. Stunning you to a point of no answer. “MY BROTHER IS JUST GOOD AT READING OTHERS IS ALL.” Sans spoke up. “HE’S JUST GOOD LIKE THAT.” He adds.
“didn’t mean to startle you estella.” Papyrus drawls out. “NOW, ONTO TOPIC.” Sans claps his gloved hands together. “DID YOU BOTH, WANT TO HANG OUT?” You look at him a bit dumbfounded since his brother spoke up. “you don’t have to take it. just… we can become friends can’t we?” He smiles softly. Isabella nods. “Sure! Estella needs more friends! Other than me, who she lives with.” Damn you Isabella.
“We will see. My schedule is.. tedious. Between school, working, and juggling appointments to get my own shit done. I will have to see.” Papyrus gets on you, again. “what shit besides working and bills? hobbies? or other things? why don’t you tell the truth? it doesn't hurt.” Papyrus says, which makes you sigh a little. “Okay, I do play an instrument. Plus I do have my own hobbies I tend to jump around with.” You say which makes papyrus nod. “now, was that so hard?” You roll your eyes. “That’s still getting shit done.” You add.
“YOU SEEM ANNOYED. SHOULD YOU GO HOME?” Sans asks. “MAYBE TAKE A HOT BATH TO RELAX. ADD SOME MINT OR EUCALYPTUS TO COOL AND HELP RELAX.” He adds with a smile. “Okay? Hey, now that I think. Isabella mentioned that you are in one of our classes.” This makes Sans look at you. “MATH IF I'M NOT MISTAKEN. IF NOT MAYBE WE JUST SEE ONE ANOTHER ON CAMPUS.” He grins. “IF YOU NEED HELP, MY BROTHER AND I CAN TUTOR IN ANY SUBJECT.” Well that’s nice of him. Math isn’t that hard. Some equations seem to confuse you. But, you seem to get it okay.
“Thanks Sans.. I’ll.. keep that in mind.” You think about what to say. “Anyways, what are you trying to major in?” Isabella asks, curious. “I’LL BE THERE FOR A WHILE. RIGHT NOW I THINK MANAGING MONEY IN BUSINESS WOULD SUFFICE. FOR NOW, OTHERWISE I STILL HAVE MORE TO DO.” He says. “AND YOU BOTH?”
“Medical field, I want to do something within the medical field and if not science.” You answer. “Probably going for liberal arts. Probably would suit best.” Isabella answered. “I do want to become a professional artist so why not?” Sans smiles at Isabella, “HEY THAT WORKS! AT LEAST IT'S SOMETHING YOU LIKE TO DO.”
During this whole conversation, Papyrus was quiet and you feel bad for not including him. “Papyrus, is it?” Papyrus looks up and nods, still not liking how the first treatment went. “I apologize if the wrong footing got underhand.” You say rubbing your arm, “anyways, Papyrus… what field are you going into?” He still is giving you that look. “should I answer to someone who is dishonest? or should I lie too.”
“PAPYRUS, IT WASN'T HER FAULT.” Sans states, “whatever, anyways… i’m trying to go for engineering.” That would suit him though, not gonna lie from the looks of the guy. “MAY I ASK WHERE DO YOU TWO LIVE?” Oh, lovely. “Someplace where someone likes to fuck so often it’s annoying. I’m trying to study or sleep and all I hear is moaning of different women above my ass.” You stressed. Papyrus looks confused at that statement, “what do you mean?”
“I mean some guy above my apartment keeps fucking. It’s getting on my nerves. It got to a point where I blasted the same thing dead ass in the morning, hoping they like that of a stay up.” Sans looks like he turned a face. “ESTELLA… I THINK I LIVE ABOVE YOU.” He says. “I WAS ABOUT TO SEND MYSELF TO TALK TO WHOMEVER WAS BELOW ME TO KNOCK IT OFF, BUT I THINK I FOUND OUT WHO IT WAS.” Papyrus must be laughing a little from his face, must be from your reaction. “You’re the one who’s fucking? Why?” You question as Sans rubs the back of his head. “I… DESTRESS. I HAVE SOME CONTACTS I CAN CALL OVER AND NOT HAVE TO RUIN A SOULBOND, THOSE ARE IMPORTANT. NOT ONLY TO US AS A KIND. BUT TO HUMANS.” He says.
“Estella whatever you’re thinking. Do not even start.” Well this was interesting. A guy who basically fucks every woman he can. To destress. “You’re fucking right it has an importance!” You nearly scream. “Dude! Okay. If you seriously found your bond mate whatever it’s called-“
“soulmate to us because bonding is necessary first with the mate.” Papyrus interrupts. “Okay, so soulmate. So if I were to find mine, and they did that shit. Fucking hell would I have been pissed off. It’s not cool to fool around while tied. Shows you how good someone’s integrity is for me.” You huff.
Sans stays silent for a little bit. “What’s the matter?” You ask. “I… UH… HATE TO BLURT THINGS OUT…” he’s starting to get on your nerves. “Just spit it out already Sans!”
“WHAT IF I'M YOUR SOULMATE?” He asks, getting a bit blue in the face. “ALTHOUGH I WOULD LOVE TO GET TO KNOW YOU FIRST RATHER THAN GETTING STRAIGHT INTO IT!” He says rather quickly.
“You? My soulmate?” You sneer a bit. Papyrus gives you a warning look. He was already not liking how you were first, then calmed down and now it’s starting to give you goosebumps. “And how do I know that you are my soulmate?” Sans takes a gulp and looks off to the side. “I MAY NOT BE GOOD AT HIDING THINGS, PLUS… YES WHAT YOU'VE SAID HAD STUNG, SO… I'LL SHOW YOU.” Sans began to lift his short sleeve revealing what you’ve said earlier to him. “Don’t you fucking say that! I’m not some hooker!” Great, good, wow.. can’t feel anymore of a bitch now can you?
“Estella..” Isabella sounded a bit cheerful, “you found your soulmate! How exciting! Though I’d never guess that it was a skeleton monster. But hey! You found him!” She sounded waaaay too excited. “Also, you owe the poor man such an apology! Patient and willing to go through. Give it time and see how it goes!” She says happily.
“just don’t get rude now, i'm still his brother and I can judge.” Sans sighs, “PAPYRUS I'M SURE SHE HAD A REASON. I DON'T BLAME HER EITHER FOR WHAT SHE HAS BEEN THROUGH. PLEASE GIVE HER A CHANCE..” Sans asks his brother who softens up a little. “fine, just.. if she actually hurts you and your soul is cracked. i would have a valid reason to do what i need to.” Papyrus replied. Yeah, you’re not wanting to know what he has to do. “I give you my full trust on not breaking his heart. Just.. this will be new and.. I’ll be honest. I would need to know you… before I just jump into a relationship.” Sans nods to your request. “I DO NOT MIND, AS YOU'RE STILL YOUNG AS I AM. I WOULDN'T WANT TO BE FORCED INTO SOMETHING THAT MADE ME UNCOMFORTABLE.” He smiles.
“Etsella, I’ve got night class here soon, we will need to get going.” Isabella said, feeling bad that she had to cut the hangout short. Was it a hang out? Felt more like a first meet and chat type deal. “IF I MAY.” Sans started, “HAVE YOUR NUMBER TO TALK FURTHER? MAYBE EVEN HANG OUT SOMETIME?” He asks a bit bashfully. You didn’t see a problem there and handed your phone over. “I don’t see an issue. Plus I feel like I need to smooth things over with your brother a little…” you say quietly.
Sans went to input his information into your phone as well as sent over a text notifying you that it was him. Huh, he may be a small flirt from the start, but he doesn't seem that bad. “IT WAS NICE TO MEET YOU ESTELLA.” Sans said as he gave your phone back. He and his brother got up from the table to leave. Isabella waved to them as well as saying her goodbyes. “Girl, you also need to study for your test. Harrison won’t be too lenient like last time.” She says and to your knowledge. She’s right, sighing you get up. “Okay, okay. Let’s get home so you can get to your class and I can study. But I also have work in the morning. I have an early shift.” You say as you both leave the shop and head to the vehicle.
Maybe you should communicate with Sans a little as maybe you can set something up at a later time or something? Who knows. You pull your phone out and go to the contacts. Pulling up the message sans sent before he left. It may irritate you but you’re giving it a chance. As Isabella says too, give it some time, see where things go. You decide to text him.
•Sans•
Sans: what’s up cutie?
You: nicknames so quickly now? We just met! Also, are you just a natural flirt to anyone?
After you sent the message it was almost an instant reply. That shocked you, most people you’ve known or have in contact with take up to hours to respond. This would be something new to get used to.
•Sans•
Sans: I CAN BE A NATURAL FLIRT, I APOLOGIZE IF YOU’RE NOT USE TO COMPLIMENTS. MAYBE I SHOULD USE THEM MORE!
You: bad history, I should be apologizing. This would be a new situation that I will have to learn to get used to. Plus, having years of sayings can damage one’s mindset.
Sans: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
Should you even tell him? He is your soulmate. You bit your lip contemplating. “Esta.. don’t bite your lip. You’ll make yourself bleed.” Isabella caught you. “Sorry, just… you remember middle school… how boys would say all those things and make fun of me? Tell me that they’re paid to say those things? For fun.. just to hurt me?” Isabella sighs and thankfully stops at a right light to turn to you. “Estella no matter what anyone says. That shit is in the past now and you know very well that I went and beat the shit outta them. Those boys don’t deserve you. I have a good feeling about Sans. Papyrus too, he is Sans’s brother and I know he’s trying to look out too. Just how I look out for you.” Isabella starts, the light turns green as she starts to drive again, heading back to your shared apartment.
“And I can tell you one thing I’ve noticed between the two of you so far. You both have someone who cares deeply and would go to the end of the earth and back for you. Plus I truly think that Sans would be that guy who would do anything to make sure you’re happy. I didn’t detect any bullshit from the guy when he said he doesn’t just have ass for fun. He shows that he respects women. Respects ones who actually have a life. And who knows, even if he calls one who is taken, he may just hang out and talk like friends do. Estella you can’t go with such a negative perspective. You have to have some positive perspective to have something go forth.” Isabella says as she gets back to the apartment. She puts the vehicle in park and puts a hand on your shoulder. “If you want to build trust, you have to put trust in someone. If they break it, then you know not to do anything like that again. Life like that takes risks. You can’t just go all out and say bullshit ok everything when somethings not. Whatever you’re gonna say, say it and you may dread that was said. But be glad when positive comes back and it goes smoothly.” She smiles and gets out. “Come! I’ve got to get ready and you have to study.” Isabella says heading for the door.
As the heart to heart. Isabella is right, even if your mind is always doubting things in life. She is one that you haven’t doubted and put trust in. She’s been there for you for shit that hit the fan multiple times. And it goes the same as you were there for her. God she’s an amazing best friend.
You hurry to catch up, you forgot that Sans was left on read. Fuck. Well.. you will get back to him. I’m sure he would understand. Heading to the elevator and up to your shared space, you set your stuff down and head to the bathroom. “I’m taking this makeup off!” You call out before Isabella comes in with a towel. Getting some soap, you start to build some bubbles. You went to grab your little face washer as you wet the little silicone pad. You start to scrub away at the foundation and mascara including the eyeshadow. Everything turns to a bubbly mess as you wash everything off. “Let me know when you’re done! I’ve got to shower!” Isabella calls, “okay!” You replied as you made sure you got every last bit of makeup off of your face.
Feeling clean, you clean up your mess and head to your room to study. “Okay! Bathrooms open!” You holler for Isabella to go shower. Getting your phone back out to listen to music, you almost forgot to text Sans back! “Shit! Whoops.. I hope he’s not too mad..” you mumbled.
•Sans•
You: shit! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to leave you on read!
Sans: DON'T WORRY! THOUGH IF I MAY ASK STILL FOR THE LAST QUESTION THAT WAS LEFT UNANSWERED.
You decide to put full trust into this conversation.
You: I was bullied with compliments. Back then in my youth, I was bullied. Guys would come to me, saying that their friend paid them money to ask me out, and call me affectionate names. To toy with my emotions to a breaking point. This honestly kept going through high school. I don’t know if it still happens because I haven’t seen the people who were mean to me. It’s been some time since I’ve seen them.
Sans: IT MAKES SENSE NOW TO WHY YOU'VE BEEN DEFENSIVE TO MY COMPLIMENTS. I APOLOGIZE IF THOSE BOYS WERE MEAN TO YOU. IF THINGS STILL GO THE WAY YOU'RE TALKING WHEN WE HANG OUT, I WILL NOT TOLERATE THAT AND WILL PUT A STOP TO IT. YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER DESERVED SUCH… HATE. EVEN I WAS BULLIED, MY BROTHER TOO. I DON'T TOLERATE IT ANYMORE NOW BECAUSE OF THE DAMAGE IT'S DONE TO ME AND MY BROTHER.
That’s a little comforting.. you now know that you had something in common. Probably not a good thing, but at least it’s a start. You put your phone down to study when you hear a knock at the front door. Isabella went to answer and she went to knock at your door. “Estella, come get your man at the door, I have to get going.” She says with her hair still in a towel. Man? What? Who is at the door? You head to the door with a face because apparently there was a small laugh. “I PROMISE I’M NOT GONNA HURT YOU.” By god, it’s Sans. “I hope not… I’ve had guys straight up meet me and follow me home. Even if they live in the same complex.” You say with a bit of fear. “NO, I WOULDN’T. ANYWAYS, I DIDN’T WANT TO TEXT BUT SAY IT TO YOUR FACE INSTEAD.” He says smiling brightly. “WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO TO DINNER?” That’s quick. “Not a date right?” You ask questionly.
“WHY NOT? IT IS ALSO TO GET TO KNOW ONE ANOTHER. PLUS I CAN ALSO EXPLAIN SOME THINGS DIFFERENT BETWEEN HUMAN AND MONSTER COUPLING.” He says. “What time? Because I’ve got a shift tomorrow early.” He hums. “LETS GO TO MUFFETS THEN, SHE HAS SOME THINGS THAT YOU MAY LIKE. I AM NOT A HUGE FAN, MY BROTHER IS BUT LET’S JUST YOU AND I GO. WHAT TIME DO YOU GET OFF?” Your brain had a quick shut down. “That bakery? Isn’t it expensive? I’ve heard that it’s super pricey and it’s just.. money wasted.. sometimes.” You say which has sans chuckling. “NAH, MUFFETS NICE, SHE USUALLY HAS PASTRIES THAT DON'T GET ME WRONG. THEY'RE EXPENSIVE BUT THEY'RE GOOD.” He says.
“Alright.. I get off after one. Give or take for me to be ready… I would say… two at the latest?” You say doing some quick time math in your head. “VERY WELL, I WILL KNOCK AND BE HERE AT TWO IN THE AFTERNOON THEN.” He says. “SHOULD BE PERFECT TIMING TOO! I SHOULD BE OUT OF THE SHOWER AND DRESSED.”
“Okay? I should ask why?” You inquisit. “I HAVE A JOG I USUALLY DO FROM TWELVE TO ONE, THEN JOG HOME AND SHOWER. USUAL WORKOUT I DO FOR MY JOB TO KEEP ME IN SHAPE.” He says with no shame. So Sans jogs and works out? What the fuck. The man is made from bone! “May I ask how? You’re made of bone!” You say.
“I AM ACTUALLY TONED! THOUGH MY MAGIC IS USUALLY SEEN UNDER CLOTHING. UNLESS YOU'RE ASKING FOR A BASE?” Sans gives this smug smile. You flush slightly, your anxiety growing a little. “I don’t ask for things and am respectful of privacy Sans. I would not dare ask for your dick. If you even have one. Also.. magic?! What do you mean?” You ask. Sans chuckles. “WELL I CAN EXPLAIN IF I CAN COME INSIDE?” This shall be interesting.
Notes:
Estella finds herself in a swirl of emotions! Anxiety rising and falling. Also Sans has Estella as: totally not gorgeous neighbor.
Thank you for reading the first chapter and the next will be soon. Have a lovely day!
Chapter 2: Hangout Start!
Summary:
It’s time to hang out with Sans, and work goes by smoothly or as usually how it usually goes.
Notes:
I did a double update and I apologize for the long time to update! Came back to post some chapters and I hope these chapters are all okay! (And I apologize too, I’ve been juggling work and this and my drawings I’ve been doing!) Thank you for the read and I hope everyone is having a wonderful day!
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“WELL I CAN EXPLAIN IF I CAN COME INSIDE?” Sans had his arm leaning against the doorframe as he asked. What was he gonna explain? “What are you gonna explain?” You ask, fearing what he may say. “WELL, ONE OF THREE OPTIONS. YOUR QUESTION TO MY ECTO. QUESTION ON HOW I'M FIT. AND LASTLY, QUESTION ON HOW I FUCK.” You gave him a confused look. “WHICH ONE SHOULD I ANSWER?” You stammer at his answer. “Okay, maybe not yet since I don’t fully know you. It would be awkward to start a conversation there.” You start. “But back to the topic of Muffet. You said she has good pastries. But again. That bakery is expensive as all fuck. How do you afford that place all on its own?”
Sans rubs the back of his head, thankfully he didn’t mind the change in conversation. “WELL… I CAN AFFORD IT BUT ALSO, MY BROTHER HAS A WAY WITH HIS WORDING. SADLY I DO AS WELL.” He says. You lead him inside and close the door, you sit down on the four seated couch that your father and Isabella’s mother both bought as a gift. Sans sits across the way on the loveseat. “So you have a way with words? Plus imma question on your book of hookups.” Sans just looks at you. “YES? I MEAN HALF THE TIME I CALL THEM OVER FOR A HANGOUT. HAVEN'T YOU READ THE BOOK ‘THE CATCHER IN THE RYE?’” Sans asks. It’s been forever ago but you have. “Yes I have. Why?” You inquisit.
“DO YOU REMEMBER THE MAIN CHARACTER?”
“Yes, I remember the main character. Just calls and does nothing. Why? You do the same?” Sans nods, flushing a little from embarrassment. “SOMETIMES I ONLY TALK TO MY BRO, BUT I ALSO ASK QUESTIONS TO THEM. THERE'S LIKE TWO CONTACTS I HAVE ANYWAY. DON'T MEAN I DESTRESS A LITTLE SOMETIMES. THOUGH I ASK THEM QUESTIONS ABOUT MEETING MY SOULMATE AND HOW I SHOULD GO ABOUT IT.” He says honestly. “I DIDN'T MEAN TO ANNOY YOU IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM.” He puts his hands together. “THEY GAVE ME SOME ADVICE TO GO ON A CUTE LITTLE BAKERY DATE, THE OTHER SAID A MOVIE OR JUST A PARK WALK.” They must know what some girls like, but again, Sans isn’t pulling any triggers from you at the moment. Some shaking anxiety from your side.
Sans makes a weird face and looks concerned at you. “WHAT'S MAKING YOU ANXIOUS? WAS IT SOMETHING THAT I SAID?” He asks, his voice showing concern. How did he know that you were anxious or not? “How do you know if I'm anxious or not?”
“YOUR SOUL… I SHOULD EXPLAIN…” Sans puts his arms on his knees as he leans over. “SINCE I'M A MONSTER, YOU'RE A HUMAN. THE BEST WAY FOR ME TO EXPLAIN IS… OUR SOULS ARE MORE INTUNE RATHER THAN YOURS AT THE MOMENT.” Moment? What does that mean? Guess you’ll find out here soon.
“FROM YOUR FACE I’LL EXPLAIN MORE. SO HUMANS HAVE SOULS TOO. THOUGH I CAN'T TELL WHAT COLOR IT IS. YOU CAN ONLY SHOW ME WITHIN TIME. AS FOR ME. I’M A MONSTER, MY SOUL IS MORE CONNECTED AND IN TUNE WITH MY BODY RATHER THAN YOURS IS WITH YOUR OWN HEART.” You cut him off for a second.
“So I have two hearts? Now how can that be scientifically accurate? That’s not even possible with humans having a bleeding and pumping muscle in their chest. It doesn’t seem right..” you say trying to wrap your head around it.
“YOU'RE RIGHT. BUT SOULS AND HOW I AM, WE’RE MADE OF MAGIC. MONSTERS HAVE DIFFERENT MAGIC AND HAVE DIFFERENT BASES. I DO KNOW THAT THERE IS SOME SPACE FOR HUMANS TO WORK ON MONSTERS MEDICALLY. THERE ISN'T A LOT OF THEM DOING MEDICAL. DON'T GET ME WRONG IT MAY BE ONLINE WITH ON HAND TRAINING, BUT AT LEAST YOU GET AN UNDERSTANDING OF OUR STRUCTURES DEPENDING ON WHAT SPECIES YOU WANT TO TAKE ON.” Sans smiles lightly.
“ESTELLA… YOUR ANXIETY HASNT GONE DOWN IN THE SLIGHTEST..” he furrows his brows.
“Damn I guess I can not worry you then… just… I don’t think my father would approve. He’s… rougher and judges people pretty badly. Last friend I had, he hated them and kinda made me not talk to them..” you say rubbing your arm. “I HONESTLY DON'T CARE WHAT HE SAYS. IF I HAVE TO, I WILL PROVE TO HIM THAT I WILL CARE AND PROVIDE.” He grins.
“PLEASE DO NOT FRET.” Oh but you will until you know that your father approves. Even then you’re still scared of what he may do. “YOU’LL BE FINE. I PROMISE. AND IT'S RARE I MAKE PROMISES. BUT I WILL NEVER LET THEM DOWN.”
Isabella interrupts a little by striding across the floor to her room. “Don’t forget you have to work straight ass o’ clock girlie. Get to bed at a decent hour.” She reminds you. Oh yeah.. Kenny asked you to open the store. “WHAT TIME DID YOUR
BOSS ASKED YOU TO COME IN? NOT TO BE RUDE..” should you tell him?
You would feel bad because honestly? You’re learning a bit more about him and more about the differences you both have. “Six in the morning.” You answer his question. “SHOULD I LET YOU SLEEP?” He asks. “YOU KNOW WHAT. GET SOME SLEEP AND I’LL FOLLOW THE PLAN TOMORROW AND MEET UP WITH YOU TOMORROW AT TWO IN THE AFTERNOON.” He says.
He gets himself up and you get up as well. It’s a bit rude not to walk him out. “Well.. have a good night then. See you tomorrow at two.” You say with a small smile. “YOU KNOW, THAT SMILE LOOKS PRETTY ON YOU.” He says as he leaves to his room upstairs. Closing the door your cheeks heat up a little. Pretty? No. You don’t feel pretty right now as you’re in pj’s that are a little big on you. Not that anything’s showing, just they’re more on the tomboy side of things.
You lock the door and head to your room. Upon reaching your bed you go to lie down and sigh, having an arm come around and rest over your eyes. “What am I doing?” You mumble. “How am I gonna do this, how am I going to go about this…” feeling your phone vibrate, you pick it up and look at it. It’s Sans. You’re curious but that can kill a cat fast.
•Sans •
Sans: WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? IT’S A BIT DISTRACTING IF YOU'RE FEELING GUILTY, ALSO SCARED. HOW CAN I HELP?
You: That’s scary knowing that you can read my moods, not necessarily helping in my case. Anyways, how can you read them? It’s gonna be scary to know that you can, and please remind me that you can and how if not I may freak out on one or more occasions.
Sans: LONG STORY, I’LL EXPLAIN WHEN YOU GET OFF OF WORK. IT SHOULD BE EASY AND I WILL EXPLAIN MORE BECAUSE IT’S COMPLICATED SOMETIMES TO EXPLAIN TO HUMANS. NOT THAT I'M CALLING YOU DUMB!! JUST… IT’S A LITTLE HARDER TO GRASP AROUND THE HUMAN BRAIN.
Oh thank you, thank you for the rehash. You think of something to calm yourself down a little. What gets your mind thinking is how he can read your moods. Though you also think about the time you’ll have with him that evening. Surprisingly talking to him and talking about something does help the mind. You start to wonder why Sans can feel emotions. Maybe you need to go to the library at the college and check out a book based on souls and how they work.
You: Alright, well thank you Sans… I’ll be able to sleep a little now but I would like to know more. I shall see you tomorrow then.
Sans: HAVE A GOOD NIGHT ESTELLA.
You set your phone to the side to charge as you drift off to sleep. Your alarm goes off at four in the morning. Lovely, you groan and turn it off after it startles you awake. Yawning, you get up and get ready for the day. As much as you want to tell Kenny that you had class, you shove it aside and make your way to the kitchen. Thank you Isabella for being a little bit of a caffeine addict that she had gotten energy drinks from the store.
Of course none were what you usually drink. Though you did ask her to buy you some of your favorites because you knew Kenny would pull a fast one. Isabella sleeps in usually, but for the sake of sharing a car she gets up a little after you do.
“Morning Esta, what did you want to do for breakfast?” She asks making herself a cup of coffee. You never really liked the stuff, but cheers to the people who do. You know Isabella is still sleepy. “How about egg sandwiches? Easy to make, and an easy fill.” You suggest and she nods. “Sounds like a plan.” You smile and get up and start cooking breakfast.
Your phone went off in the middle of cooking and you looked over to read. Why is he up this early? You shake your head and continue to cook. “Isa! Breakfast is ready!” You call out setting her sandwich to the side before you start to make yours. After finishing cooking and beginning to eat your sandwich before you left you looked at the message Sans decided to text you.
•Sans •
Sans: GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL, I HOPE YOUR DAY GOES WELL AND I WILL SEE YOU IN THE AFTERNOON!
That’s nice of him. Though it does put a small goofy smile to your face. “Ooo, who are you smiling at?” Isabella teases. “Just our neighbor. Wished me a good morning and a good day.” You say. “It’s Sans isn’t it?” She smirks giving the brow, meaning she knows your bullshit. “Yes..” admitting defeat you head to grab your shoes and coat. “Okay, I should get off at I think… one thirty? I will let Sans know incase if it takes me longer on my shift.
•Sans •
You: Hey! I wanted to let you know that my shift may be finicky today. I may be off between one and three. I wanted to let you know and I apologize.
Of course, he was quick to respond.
Sans: NO WORRIES! I WILL KEEP TRACK OF TIME, LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU ARE OFF AND READY. I WILL COME AND GET YOU FOR TODAY’S JOURNEY.
You will, telling him that you will let him know how the day goes to keep him notified. Getting your stuff ready and Isabella has her cup to go, you hop into the car ready. Some days you both switch driving because of who’s working at what time.
With the short drive to work you thank Isabella and get inside for the day. “Estella! You're early, did Kenny call you?” An older woman asks. She usually works the nights to make sure stuff on the shelves were kept stocked. “Yup, yesterday evening. I will be your opener today, I think Jamie is the second middle and Rowan is the closer tonight. You yawn, heading to grab yourself an energy drink. You have someone check you out before opening it.
You’re a cashier lead, but you also help by stocking the shelves and making sure things are done. The store isn’t that crowded this morning. Usually it is, but thankfully it should be easy. “Alright, let’s get this day started.” You say sipping your drink.
“Morning Estella, glad you came! There were some callouts and I’m glad you can fill in.” Kenny calls when you turn to face him with a tired smile. “I may be dead but I’m running on an energy drink today.” You give a smile hoping to make someone laugh. “No worries! As long as you’re energized and ready!”
“I feel like the walking dead thoooough Kenny!” You playfully whine. “You’ll be fine Estella. Now, open the registers and get some people in!” He says with a smile.
With a small laugh yourself you go to open the registers and then the door as you were the only one there for the first thirty minutes before someone else clocked in. “Welcome in! Good morning!” You cheerfully say as you give a happy smile. Sometimes you wish you didn’t have a happy attitude. Some customers just sneer at you and groan because it’s too early. Others return the good mornings and say thank you.
You head to a register as you turn the light on waiting for people to come down. The energy drink makes you shake a little from the caffeine. Normal things that happen when you drink one. You usually don’t drink them unless you absolutely have to. You try to avoid them but sometimes you have one every once in a great while. The day went smoothly with some people being jerks and asses about some sales that you won’t do. Prices are set for a reason. Checking with the department managers and or people not having their ID on them. Usual day to be having. By the time you look at your watch, it seems the day is almost over.
Keeping the day busy makes it go by faster, and the faster it goes the faster you’re out and free. You do love your job! It’s all the idiots and people who are jerks and assholes that make it bad. It gets to the last break then you decide to text your neighbor.
•Sans •
You: Days almost over, wanted to let you know. Could not tell you how many people were jerks, lol. Though it was a good day. A good 90% were very nice and kind. How has your day been?
Strangely enough it took him a lot longer to text you back. You wonder why. Getting back to the floor to finish your shift you take a quick text to Isabella that your shift is almost done and to remind you of what you need. You forgot the list at home as a result.
•Isabella•
Isa: I thought we needed the regular things like eggs, milk and bread? Do you need me to come shopping with you?
You: mayyybe… I’m sorry! I forgot the list and the stuff you like is finally on the shelf! Food and accessory wise.
Isa: They have my sauce? Cereal and makeup? Though is it on sale?
You: No, but you know that I got a card for that right?
Isa: Oh! Right! Okay, I will be there early to wait for you. I’ll be in the books because it’s where you exit right?
You: Yes. Okay! See you then!
With that conversation done, you go to finish your shift. Moments later you head back to clock out and meet Isabella in the books. “Alright, days done. Another day to relax.” You hum. “Aren’t you supposed to meet Sans later on today?”
He didn’t reply so you thought he was busy. “I texted him and got no response.” You say. “Okay, let’s get the things we need and home. Get you ready and out the door.” Isabella strides the cart to the grocery.
Thirty minutes later you get food and what Isabella needs and get home at a decent hour for you to shower and get ready. Nothing too fancy, shorts, light colored shirt and ankle socks with ankle converse shoes. “Okay, look good or are you gonna dress me?” Isabella takes a look and sighs. “Maybe, let’s see what we can do. You’re not wearing… that.” You gave a silent sigh with a laugh. When it’s important you try your best to dress up.
Isabella gets some dark blue skinny jeans, a nice mid sleeve shirt. She thought for a long minute before she left. “Give me one moment!” She shouts as she leaves to get a dress and comes back and shows you. “Maybe this. I am not gonna let you fuzz this out girlie!” Isabella is going all out isn’t she? The dress was cute though! It was a maroon lace knee length dress, there was a lacy bow that went around the midsection for a cute look.
U shaped neckline and short sleeved. Okay, maybe you can pull this off. You never liked dresses because if you needed to run away, it wouldn’t get in the way.
“Let me get you some shoes and let’s get your head all done and you put that door!” She leaves happily. Guess it’s time to change. Taking no longer than five minutes to get the dress on and comfortable, Isabella comes back.
“Okay, I got some strappy heels and makeup, how about… easy natural maroon colored eyeshadow that makes it not too heavy and not too light. Subtle winged eyeliner and mascara. Easy light maroon lipstick looks to match everything.” Isabella’s eyes light up. She must be happy and into this.
“What about hair?” She hums for a moment and gets an idea. “We can do an overlapping dutch braided bun. It may be a bit fancy but can I at least try to make you wow him?” You look at Isabella, and the look she knows very much.
“Don’t start puppy eyes… please… isaaa….” You try with all your might to not give in. The last second a tear drops from her face, you give in. “Okay isa, you can do what you want. But if he expects this? All the damn time you’re in for it.” You smirk knowing she will teach you. Give or take.
“Eeee! Thanks!” She screeches and grabs your hand, yanking you to the bathroom where she starts the process. After an hour or two pass you get a notification. “Isa I can’t read it. Who is it from?” She stops to look for a second.
“Sans, he’s asking if you’re ready. He wanted to apologize for not responding. His brother was getting him ready the whole time, talking and making sure that he would be okay. Possibly trying to dissuade him from going.” Well that explains the long missing text. “Thank you. I’ll reply to him when you’re done.”
About another thirty minutes later you take a look in the mirror at what Isabella has done. You could barely recognize yourself. “Is that me?” You ask with a giggle beside you. “Yes girl and you look stunning! Now go on that date and get to know the boy!” She gives your back a slap. “Eek! Isa, not so hard!”
“Sorry! But let me know if he starts anything and I’ll come get you!” She says giving you an air kiss goodbye. “See you when I get home!” You say having your purse on you. It was a lovely black bag with rose stitching. Small but large enough that you could use as a side bag. Hanging it over your neck, letting it dangle off your left hip you text sans to let him know you’re ready and will meet him at the main entrance.
About ten minutes later you heard a ding from the elevator and turned to see Sans in what seems to be in his usual bandana and nice looking shirt with fitted jean jacket and dark blue jeans. “HEY ESTE- UM… I… EHEHEHEH…” he seems to be nervous. “YOU LOOK GORGEOUS.” You flush and rub your arm. “You too… thanks..” not too bothered because you’re a little more acquainted than him just randomly saying ‘hey gorgeous’ like the rest of the men who like to do so.
“Where too?” You ask, heels clicking nervously while you shift on the tile floor. “LET'S GO FOR A WALK IN THE PARK.” Sans holds his arm out and you’re a little hesitant and looked down. Sans got the small hint and smiled. “NOT TO WORRY. I WON'T FORCE YOU. IT’S…A LITTLE FORWARD AND YOU DON'T WANT THAT KIND OF INTERACTIONS YET I ASSUME.” You looked up and gave him a small smile, biting your lip a little. “Thanks…” you quietly say.
“AM I SURE THIS IS THE SAME ESTELLA THAT IS IN MATH CLASS AND THE ANNOYING NEIGHBOR THAT I KNOW? OR IS THIS A RARE SIDE I GET TO SEE?” Sans teases and you blush and bare your teeth a little. Playfully of course.
“Not rare just… you’re getting to know the real me.” You state flatly. “WHAT AN HONOR THAT IS, I'M SURE THIS GENTLEMAN WILL SEE MORE FROM THIS BEAUTY? OR WILL THIS BEAUTY SEND THIS GENTLEMAN INTO A BEAST WITH A GLARE?” You’re about done with his boldness. But… yet again why is it causing you to become enamored with him?
You know you’re shy when you’re you. Otherwise it’s almost fake uncharacteristically for you to be bold and daring. Usually you keep it that way. Personality for work and school, verses when you’re alone with others plus home life. “Well… let’s get to the park shall we?” You say, holding your arms as you head for the door. Sans steps in and holds it open for you. Thanking him quietly, you wait for him.
“THANKFULLY IT'S NOT THAT FAR OF A WALK.” He says as he leads the way. You thought that you may be taller than him in heels but dead wrong you were. You were still about an inch or two shorter than him. “How tall are you Sans? If it’s okay to ask.” Sans turns his head to you smiling.
“FIVE FOOT FIVE I WANT TO SAY?” He questions, face scrunching a little on how he has to think. “WHAT ABOUT YOU? YOU'VE GOT TO HE A FEW INCHES SHORTER NO?”
You nod. “I’m actually five foot… if not four foot eleven. Close to five feet. It’s… a challenge sometimes being the short one.” You say. “WOULD YOU LIKE TO HOLD MY HAND FOR THE CROSSING?” Your heart races and you flush a little. “S-Sure..” you stammer and gently move your hand to hold his.
This puzzled you a bit as his bones feel like porcelain. It’s smooth and no abrasions on the surface. You thought it was gonna be rough like most skeletons are. “SMOOTH? YOUR FACE KINDA GIVES AWAY WHAT YOU’RE THINKING.” Sans chuckled.
Yeah, yeah, it’s embarrassing to know how easy it is for you to be read by him. Once you cross the street and enter a small grassy patch you look around. It amazes you a little knowing this park was so close and yet you didn’t know it existed. “It’s a beautiful park.” You breathe gently. “IT IS AND IT HAS A NICE LITTLE TRAIL AROUND IT. MAKES IT FUN AND EASY FOR MY WORKOUT IN THE MORNING.”
“Sans… may I ask a question?” He hums and makes you regret asking nicely. “YOU ALREADY DID BUT I GUESS YOU CAN.” He smiles. “Anyways… have you ever run into people who have been mean to you?”
“I HAVE, IT'S NOT FUN, EVEN AT WORK I HAVE THE FELLOW OFFICERS TEASE ME AND OR MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M NOT ENOUGH FOR THE TEAM. I PROVE THEM WRONG AS ALWAYS, BUT IT ENDS UP BEING A BATTLE AND MY INTEGRITY IS IM QUESTION.” This makes your heart jump and feel remorse. Why are humans such asshats and dickbags? It’s not fair for Sans to receive such treatment for him surfacing.
“I’m… sorry that some people don’t know how to act…” you mumble and look down. You’re a bit mad that people are trash. Then again. You work and people are trash back to you.
“ESTELLA, YOU DON'T HAVE TO FRET. I PROMISE THEY GET THEIR SHARE AND GET TOLD THAT WE ARE EQUAL NOW. I WOULD NEVER HURT A HUMAN EVER.” You calm down a little. “It’s still wrong that you get the shit end of the stick.” You say not even holding back the anger trailed in your voice.
“If it isn’t the rookie. Get yourself another slut?” Both you and Sans look over to the voice. It looks like an ordinary human. “DERRICK, I THOUGHT OUR TEAM WENT OVER THIS. TREAT OTHERS WITH RESPECT AND YOU WILL EARN RESPECT PERSONALLY.” Sans says with a straight tone.
Of course, this man who Sans knows as Derrick comes over. “Well you know how to pick them,” he whistled and made you shake with a severe uncomfortability. “Hello gorgeous, what is your name? And more importantly why are you with such a hideous thing?” You take a deep breath. Of course you bite your tongue more often than you think.
Sans was about to say something before you cut him off with your own piece of mind. “First off, mister whosewhatsit, you have no place in saying those disgusting words to me. Get them paws off before I kick those jewels so high into your body that you will be afraid of having kids. Get the fuck out of my face and out of my way! Besides, You have no real intention of getting any girl with that attitude. And a hideous thing? Haven’t you seen this man? I’m a hundred percent certain that this “hideous thing” is way more of a gentleman and a handsome man than you’ll ever be! Fuck off and fuck off my soulmate!” You huff angrily.
Derrick didn’t seem pleased as his features scrunched up in disgust. “You little whore. I oughta-“ Sans cuts him off and gives him a look that you didn’t see. “TOUCH HER AND I SWEAR YOU’LL REGRET TALKING TO US THIS VERY MOMENT. NOW MOVE ALONG FELLOW ASSOCIATE.”
You chill at his words a little. Not only was his tone icy but also had an icy nip at the core. “You know it’s illegal to hurt a human monster. Just so you know this can and will get you kicked off the team!” Derrick says and hurries away. This was new. First time hearing Sans be protective and him to you becoming pissed off.
“Illegal? Bitch can suck it. I’m sure he kisses ass everyday to get where he is. Possibly bribes them a little too much.” You say, but not as heated as you were before.
“DERRICK IS A TROUBLEMAKER IN THE TEAM. EVERYONE KNOWS AND NO MATTER HOW MANY ASSES HE KISSES. HE'S NOT GOING ANYWHERE.” Sans says looking over to you with a warm smile. Almost a 180 this man changed tones.
“MY TEAM IS WELCOMING AND THERE ARE A FEW MONSTERS ON THE TEAM, NOT INCLUDING ALPHYS. SHE IS PART OF THE DIVISION WHO TAKES CARE OF MAGES WITH MONSTER COUPLING ALONGSIDE YOUNG KIDS WHOM HAVE NO PROTECTION.”
You try to wrap your head around what he said. “So… some law division where she takes on cases of half bloods and monsters who have mages for partners? Including mages alone? To simplify it.” He nods.
“THERE IS A JOB TO JUST PROTECT THEM IN SOME WAY. I KNOW HUMANS… SOME ARE WICKED AND WANT TO CAUSE CHAOS, I DON'T WANT THAT TO HAPPEN TO ANYONE, BOTH HUMAN AND MONSTER, EVEN HALF BLOODS WHO ARE INFANTS TO ADULTS. I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO PROTECT EVERYONE.”
“Sans… you know in a cops line of duty, you can’t save one hundred percent sometimes…” you tell him. “I WANT TO TRY..” you gave a silent sigh, which startled you when Sans spoke up. “YOU BELIEVE ME DON'T YOU? YOU'RE SIGHING NOT FROM THE LACK OF IT?” You bite your lip not knowing what to say.
“Muffets? Didn’t you want to go there?” You try your best to change the topic and not make him upset. You trust him and he does seem like a good person for a job like that. But with how that one guy Derrick is… he may lose his job and you’re afraid.
“YEAH, WE CAN GO THERE. IT'S A SMALL WALK IS THAT OKAY?” You nod and he takes off in the direction as relief floods with him accepting the change. Few minutes later you arrive at this small looking bakery that was a beautiful lilac color.
“WELCOME TO MUFFETS. SHE IS A WONDERFUL SPIDER WOMAN AND IS ALWAYS HAPPY TO HELP.” Sans opens the door for you, a small bell chimes and as he said. A spider comes out. Six arms, hair in a high ponytail. Her hair was quite long. Her outfit was cute, it was a uniform. Black and white, black pants and a white collared shirt with a black tie. An apron was on her small silhouette.
“Welcome! How may I help you?” The baker said. Her voice sounded very kind and sweet, gentle. “HEY MUFFET… UH.. THE USUAL I SUPPOSE? AND ANYTHING SHE WOULD LIKE.” Sans gestures to you. You flush a little. “Oh! Um… what all do you have?” You ask, the lady who was called Muffet by Sans pulls out a little menu.
“Anything my dear! Cider, donuts and many lovely pastries. Now all proceeds go to spiders, and products are made by spiders!” Muffet giggled out. Okay? Weird but oh well. Spiders are a little creepy to you. “How about… raspberry jelly filled? With some Spider Cider?” You question the name but still manage to get it out. “Of course! Coming right out my dear!” She says taking the menu and walks to the back.
“She seems very lively.” You comment and Sans nods. “SHE IS, HER PASTRIES ARE ALWAYS A CHARM AND VERY GOOD. NOW WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO SIT?” He asks and you walk over to a booth. “More comfy…” you simply say. Which was true.
Comfy seats, comfy visit. It didn’t take very long for Muffet to bring the pastries and drinks out. “Thank you!” You tell her and jump when something runs across your hand. You go to slap where the crawling feeling was and your hand was captured by Sans. “DON’T…” he says hurriedly, looking worried. You look to see that it was a spider. You shift uncomfortably and try to move the little guy along.
“MUFFET DOESN'T LIKE HER SPIDERS MESSED WITH. INCLUDING KILLED. I CAN TELL YOUR ANXIETY IS RISING, I CAN ASK HER TO MAKE SURE THEY DON'T BOTHER US. BUT IT MAY BE UNLIKELY IT WILL BE JUST US. THEY'RE A FRIEND. I PROMISE.” Sans moves to hold your hand which you jolt away. Hand holding is okay to a limit. But… half the time you wanted to keep your hands to yourself.
“Okay…” you quietly say, going to drink the cider that was brought out. Eyes winding, you take more sips. “Holy fuck this is good. Is it homemade?” Sans smiles and nods. “MUFFET ALWAYS HAS A WAY OF MAKING DELICIOUS ITEMS. YOU SHOULD TRY HER DONUT. IT'S NOT LIKE A HUMAN BAKERY.” Sans says as he takes a bite of his pastry.
Doing as he says to, you take a bite of the pastry. You moan a little at how good this donut is. “Now I know why it’s popular. I’ve gotta take Isa here one day.” You say. “MUFFET HAS BEEN A WONDERFUL BAKER UNDERGROUND BEFORE WE SURFACED. SHE IS A POPULAR AMONG MONSTERS.” He smiles.
Your phone goes off which surprises you. “I must get this. I apologize.” Sans was not mad and nodded. You answer the phone and greet whomever was calling. “Esta! You may want to come home… I may have said something to your father and now he’s demanding for me to call you home… because I guess I’m in on this too.”
Isabella’s voice rang. Oh boy, it’s your father. “Plus he has said he’s called you and you’ve never answered.” Pulling your phone away from your ear and check. Fuck! He called and texted. You’re in deep shit now. You sigh, “alright, tell him I’ll be home in twenty. It’s a walk back to the apartments.” You tell her and hang up after she says to hurry.
Great plans are ruined and your father has to get in the way of them. “I’m sorry Sans… Isabella called and my dad wanted me home to talk. Guess word leaked about you..” you sigh again fearing the worst.
“ETSELLA, PLEASE DON’T WORRY. I WILL SHOW YOUR DAD HOW MUCH YOU’LL MEAN TO ME, EVEN IF IT TAKES A WHILE FOR YOU TO DATE AND I CAN UNDERSTAND. LET'S GET YOU HOME AND GET THINGS SITUATED.” He says. He heads up and grabs some to go cups and gets money out to pay Muffet. “HOPEFULLY THIS WILL COVER IT ALL.”
“Not to worry Sans! I know your brother has quite the tab. He does need to pay but you’re good. I haven’t seen you happy since we surfaced. Please have a wonderful day! Come back again, don’t be a stranger okay?” Sans smiles and heads back to help you pack.
“LET'S GET GOING.” He says holding the bag. You take your cup and head back to the apartment. Let’s hope your father isn’t gonna start shit again, because if he does. You hope is at least kind about it.
Sans starts to ask if you’re okay, because your heart is feeling heavy and scared. “No, but I’ll be okay.” Which is a horrible response. “YOU’RE FEELING HORRIBLE LIKE A KID WHO HAS BEEN CAUGHT FOR SKIPPING BED.” Sans worries. “I have a feeling he may want to meet your family… which is just your brother.” Sans nods and begins to text his brother to meet him at your apartment.
Upon reaching the apartment you look at the building with dread. You really hope your dad will be kind. Sometimes the man is finicky with people. Heading to the elevator and riding it up to your floor, walking to your apartment and opening the door you see your father in the loveseat and Isabella on the couch. “Estella, Isabella has informed me that along with the social media too, you have found your soulmate?” He was the first to question that. “Yes, I… have..” you calmly say, shaking. “May I meet them?”
Your anxiety spikes. You hope he won’t be a prick. Isabella looks worriedly at you as you step to the side. Sans smiles and goes to shake your father’s hand. “GOOD EVENING, IT'S A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU.” He greets kindly, your father greets him back with the same kindness. “I didn’t know that my daughter’s soulmate is a…. monster. A skeleton monster.” He says, which you’re a bit embarrassed now because you can tell he’s judging.
“YES I AM, ME AND MY BROTHER ARE THE LAST OF OUR SPECIES.” Your father went to say something when the door was knocked on. You head to open the door and Papyrus is at the door. “hey, uh… my brother asked me to meet you two here? what’s going on?” He asks. “Estella don’t be rude and let the person in.” Your father calls out from the couch. “it’s the meeting i’m guessing.” You shrug in honesty. “My dad… isn’t… I dunno.” You whisper and let him in. “no worries,” Papyrus says and enters. He isn’t dressed to impress, he’s dressed in comfy home wear. “Nice to meet you, and your brother.” Your father says as he shakes Papyrus’s hand. “Now. I have questions to ask.” You’re scared of what your father may ask. Hopefully they’re tame.
Chapter 3: Anxiety and Tranquillity
Summary:
A lovely visit from father and a lovely night to adorn. Adventures and a shopping escapade with Papyrus!
Notes:
Double update!
Chapter Text
“Now I have a question to ask.” Your father starts once everyone is seated. You sat with Isabella while Sans sat in a chair that you have brought over by your father telling you to, even for Papyrus. “What intentions do you have with my daughter?” A question you thought you wouldn’t have ever heard. “RIGHT NOW I JUST MET HER YESTERDAY. AND I'VE EXPLAINED TO HER, SINCE MONSTERS ARE MORE IN TUNE WITH THEIR SOULS, WE TEND TO FALL FASTER WITH LOVE.” He starts, as your father cuts him off again. “Souls? What are you talking about? Is this something kids are into nowadays? Is it a drug? Are you a drug addict?” More questions that he throws out making you more uncomfortable.
“IT'S A SUBJECT THAT IS A HARD THING TO UNDERSTAND FOR HUMANS. TO ANSWER YOUR REMAINING QUESTIONS, NO AND NO. MY BROTHER SMOKES BUT THAT'S ABOUT IT. I KNOW HE DRINKS ONCE IN A WHILE. I DO NOT WISH TO CAUSE PANIC SINCE ESTELLA IS ALREADY FEELING QUITE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE ACCUSATIONS.” This surprised the old man.
“Now how can you tell she’s uncomfortable? Even then I don’t care. I’m getting the questions out of the way like a father should. I want my daughter safe and with a man that can at least be good. Not someone who is a piece of shit who will treat her the same.” This doesn’t make things better since it makes you feel more anxious and quiet. Isabella noticed and held your hand.
“Who knows! She may be gay! Or whatever, plus I don’t know how much your brother smokes or drinks because I’m my opinion. If he were her soulmate. I wouldn’t have let him near her. He doesn’t strike the type to do anything nice. Does he even work?” Sans keeps his cool but it’s starting to get to him. “BY ALL MEANS SIR, MY BROTHER IS NOT ONE TO DRUNK HIMSELF. HE'S DONE SO BEFORE BUT ISN'T HAPPY WITH THE AFTERMATH.”
Papyrus speaks up this time. “even then, i don’t like to drink unless it's something that i can just relax on a nice day.” He says. “now my brother. I can tell you this. keep a wise word and don’t judge others by how they look. i was and still can be a judge and if you came through my hall. i certainly would not let you pass.” Papyrus tries his hardest not to yell. This isn’t good…
“I was not speaking to you young man. It’s good to see you stick up for your family. But I’m not one to test patience with.” You’re now scared that your father may start to yell and forbid you from seeing Sans and his brother. Even when you’re an adult, he still tries to control your life.
“PLEASE DO NOT SPEAK TO MY BROTHER LIKE THAT. HE HAS A RIGHT TO SPEAK JUST AS MUCH AS I DO. I WORK FOR THE CITY’S POLICE DEPARTMENT AND I'M CURRENTLY A ROOKIE BUT CAN STILL MAKE THIS BETTER. DOESN'T MEAN I AM WORTHLESS. BUT I DO KNOW HOW TO KEEP SOMEONE SAFE.” Sans straightens up. “Now how old are you, son? Because monsters can live differently.”
“I AM 509,” Sans did not hesitate at all. This shocked your father. “Isn’t that old? What are you? Some creepy old man? Other monsters that I’ve seen, and politely asked and were young!” Sans takes a deep breath. “NO, I AM STILL YOUNG. THIS MAKES ME IN MY EARLY TWENTIES. MY BROTHER IS NINE YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME. OUR SPECIES CAN LIVE OUT TO THOUSANDS, IF NOT MISTAKEN, THREE THOUSAND WOULD BE CLOSE TO OUR LIFESPAN END.” This is surprising to hear.
“You’re only in your early twenties? So Isabella and my age range?” Sans nods and smiles at you. “INDEED, NOW IS THERE ANYTHING YOU NEED TO PROD OUT OF ME? OR IS THIS CONVERSATION DONE? YOUR DAUGHTER MAY HAVE A PANIC ATTACK IF THIS CONTINUES.” Sans thankfully kinda is helping since he’s right. You’re about a step away from an attack. It’s not uncommon since some areas are softer in memory than others.
“How do you know that? Again quit being creepy, or imma send you out of this apartment.”
“Dad, please just stop. I can get you’re getting protective, I appreciate it. But you can’t judge anyone based on questions. And or how they look. Get to know them better. Now, I have to get dinner ready…” you say getting up, voice giving out your anxiousness.
“Estella stop. You can make dinner later. Just..” your father takes a deep breath. “I know you’re an adult and I want what’s best for you. Tell me if this… man does anything wrong and I won’t be afraid to go to jail. I want you to be safe and happy.” He says that as he ignores Sans in question.
“I still think he’s old..” you counteract his saying with a small huff. “Dad monsters age differently. Some can live up to thousands while some hundreds. I know you haven’t been updated a lot since they came to the surface. For me, can you please accept the fact that he is who he is and please get along? It’s all I ask for. If not some acceptance and not some anxious torture of questions.” Isabella squeezes your hand.
“If anything does go out of hand, they also have their police force as well. But for Sans to do what he wants. You know as well as I do. The max years to work in an establishment that they have either with others or on their own has to be five years. Working under us. Half of our systems are unfair. I can understand. But my honesty? They need to be fair and have laws like us. Not having the experience for five years.”
Sans comes over and places a hand on your shoulder, you look up at him and he gives you a calming smile. “IT’S FINE. I KNOW OUR GUARD IS DIFFERENT THAN THE GUARD HERE. POLICE IS MORE DIFFERENT BUT EXPLAINING WHAT I USE TO DO FOR A JOB. THIS WAS THE CLOSEST THEY WOULD GIVE ME. I HAVE APPLIED TO DIFFERENT DISTRICTS, THE COUNTRY AND CITY. THE COUNTY SAID THEY WERE FULL AND THE CITY PICKED ME UP. AFTER TELLING THEM WHERE I WANTED TO BE, THEY GAVE ME A CHANCE.” Your father listens and you’re slightly pissed at his judging. Papyrus is silently, under the radar giving him the same look back it seems. “Where did you want to be? If I may ask?”
“REMEMBER HOW I SAID I HAD A FRIEND WHO WORKED WITH THE MONSTER SIDE OF LAW DIVISION?” You nod, “THERE IS VERY LITTLE POLICE IN THE MONSTER GUARD SIDE. I WANTED TO DO THE YEARS AND GO TO JOIN AND BECOME A COP IN THAT DIVISION TO HELP PEOPLE. AND NOT JUST MY TYPE. HUMANS AND MAGES AS WELL AS OTHER HUMANS AND MONSTERS ALIKE.” He says happily.
“I can take for granted that you’re a people person?” Your father interrupts. “I JUST WANT TO HELP. MUCH LIKE HOW MEDICS DO THEIR WORK.” Sans counters. Your father sighs. “Fine. I’ll give you a chance. Fuck up and I will get protective.” He says.
“Estella I’ve got to run back. I’ve got to get up early and work on my truck. As it’s giving me problems.” He says warmingly, making it a whole 180 on his mood. “Alright! Have a safe drive home and have a good night.” You say a little relieved that he’s finally leaving. “Can I get a hug?” You internally sigh and go to give your father a hug goodbye. “I love you Estella. Have a good night okay? You too Isabella, have a good night.”
After he left you relaxed slowly. “well that was a show.” Papyrus says after a while. “Yeah… no shit..” you palm your face a little with a anxious sigh. “he seemed cheery. i can understand but he does need to chill out. plus I don’t like him.”
“No one does… very little of my friends do.” You say. “And that’s why..” Sans looks off to the side, towards the kitchen. “Did you two want to stay for dinner? Usually it’s just me, and sometimes Isabella.” You ask which Papyrus nods to. “i wouldn’t mind free food. i always say no to it.” His brother rolls his eyes (eyelights?), “FREE FOOD SAYS MUFFETS TAB.” He interjects. “i’ll pay her off. so, back to dinner. what are ya gonna make?”
You went to the kitchen while they bickered a bit to pull out ingredients for tonight’s dinner. “I can make an easy stir fry. Steak with veggies, ginger and a little bit of garlic.” You say. “That sounds good! I can invite my soulmate over too! Is that okay?” You look right at Isabella and give her a semi-mothering look. “Does it look like I hate George?” You chuckle. “Bring the dude over! Make it a dinner party! You know I can cook plenty. I may have to go buy more stuff but I’ll be okay with it.” You say. “Want me to text George to pick up the ingredients?” You start to smile a little. “I can go with him, besides, I need to pick out dessert too. Can’t have dinner without some sweets.”
“i can go with her.” Papyrus spoke up. “gives sans some time to talk to isabella.” He shrugs. “That’s fine with me. Let me grab the keys and let’s get going then.” You say that as he gets up and heads for the door. “How about this. You can pick out the desserts Papyrus.”
“sounds like a plan, though i would probably stay away from blueberries.” You're questioning why as you and Papyrus travel down to the car. The drive was short as you both go and head in to grab extra ingredients. “Now why should I stay away from blueberries?” You ask Papyrus, now looking at some steaks. He only shrugs. “It’s a good fruit. I can use them in smoothies.” Finding a steak with good marbling and a good price, you put it in the cart.
After some time of gathering the extra ingredients, onions, carrots, bell peppers, and ginger you head to the bakery. “Estella! Someone new? Or is it your soulmate?” A voice called and made you jump. “Katie! Um, no. Yes and no.” You look at Papyrus who looks at you and shrugs. Does this guy do nothing but shrug? “This is his brother actually… my soulmates… at home with my friend.” You say quietly. “Ooo! So it’s a… monster?” You nod.
You glance at Papyrus and tell him to pick out desserts, which he wanders off quietly to do so. “Yes, and as much as I want to continue… I have a guest coming over and I am cooking. It was a lovely talk Katie, I will see you tomorrow okay?” You say starting to get a little anxious. Katie nods and sees a customer approach and says her goodbyes. “See ya tomorrow!” Katie is sweet, and kind. You wonder why she is in the bakery half the time.
Returning to Papyrus and seeing that he has an armful of different sweets. “Think everyone will like them?” He puts them in the basket. “you did say that I can pick the sweets, and I’m sure everyone will like them. i have a hunch that you’re a fan of cookies and your friend cake. as for my brother and i, we will eat both actually. usually we eat a bit because of me.” He gives a smile.
“So sweets are good?” You ask, looking and you’re a hundred percent sure that they’re enough. Papyrus nods and you both head to the check stand. After checking out and driving back home, you find George’s car. “Huh. Quicker than I realized.” You mumbled. “what’s quicker?”
“George, he’s here. He was quicker than I intensapted. That’s all I was saying.” You grabbed the groceries after parking and heading up. “no worries. and… you’re not bad.. I may seem and be harsh. it’s just my way of being a brother is all..” Papyrus said quietly. Once you both get up to the apartment, you heard laughing.
“What’s going on here?” You ask while Isabella tries herself to stop laughing. “Twister! We all played and boy was it funny!”
“Twister? Now who prompted you to do that?” You smirk and George’s laugh comes next. “Your boyfriend. Who is a certain character of himself, Isabella decided to make all of us laugh with scenarios. Now you’ve gotta join now!”
“I want to, but I also have dinner to cook.”
“Dinner can wait! Come join!” Isabella quickly said as Papyrus looked at them, then you.
“Okay, but I get to cook whenever is the appropriate time then.” You said heading to the kitchen and put the groceries you bought away.
“ESTELLA, YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING, MY BROTHER IS GOING TO JOIN AS WELL!” Papyrus looked at his brother and shook his head. “guess i’m going to have to play no matter what huh?”
“Alright, who’s spinning?” You ask and Papyrus raised his hand. “i will, i’ve got a plan and it may be funny.” Now who is gonna be placed in front of whom?
“adding four mats together and this shall be fun. isabella is in front of my brother, george will be in front of estella. now when I spin…”
Following instructions, you get on the opposite side of the mat. Each one taking a sideline. Your heart does start to beat faster as you’re wondering what kind of plans Papyrus has. “right foot red.” All follows and the next spin came. “left hand yellow.” That’s gonna be a bit of a stretch. “left foot green.”
Everyone seems to be bumping into each other now since you all had a similar placement to this game. “right hand red.” After some more commands that Papyrus gave, Isabella seems to be somehow on top of George, and you seem to hold yourself under the two. “Sandwich George!” You shout with laughter. “Oh no! What shall I do? Guess I’m just too handsome to be free..”
“hey, that’s my line of puns dude!” Papyrus laughs and you’re rolling your eyes. George is a taller, thinner type of guy. If you place a stereotype on the guy, he looks to be a genius at mathematics. Which is way wrong. He was a bit of a dude who likes movies and film making. Different type of nerd level for you.
“Did you dye your hair again George?” You ask seeing it was black the last time you’ve seen him, now it’s a ruby red. “I did. Don’t judge me!”
“Not saying I am! It looks good, man!” He usually dyes his hair whenever he can. It’s a mix of colors. You remember before he dyed it. A nice dishwater blond with green hazel eyes. Now? Ruby red with green hazel eyes, guess it’s a look on its own. After ten minutes went by, George got out, Isabella’s hanging on by a thread and you’re still strong. It wasn’t for long til you felt something crawl on your arm.
You being you, flipping out over a crawling feeling. Sans being the poor bystander in this situation, he gets smacked and toppled on. Flinging your arms around to shake the feeling and the noise you made, along with the scream startled everyone. “Esta, you okay? What in the world happened?”
“Something just crawled on my arm!! I don’t know what it was, nor did I know where! Aaeee…” moving your arms to tuck themselves in around your torso, Sans came to place a hand on your shoulder. “ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY?” He asks, concerned.
“I am fine now, just…” you sighed, “think we should prepare dinner. It’s starting to get around that time.”
“that was fast.” Papyrus says from the sidelines.
“Yes… and thank you for being a good referee for this game. It made it fun, I had a hard time trying not to laugh while Isabella decided to tickle me during the match.”
“Hey! You were on top of Sans! And to that he made a comment to make you falter. And I’m sure we’ve all lost except Sans.”
“Because George made a comment to your ear which made me want to say ‘get a room’ but if you do that and I’m not here I’m sure I would know what would go down.”
“IT STILL WAS VERY FUN EITHER WAY.” Sans says while you and Isabella bicker. “SO, MAY I HELP WITH DINNER?” You look at Sans and nod. “Sure, I wouldn’t mind.” Getting up to leave Isabella with her soulmate and Papyrus, you and Sans head to the kitchen to cook dinner.
Getting the ingredients together and getting them cooked on a pan, you announce that dinner is ready and you and Sans start to plate everything.
While things ran through your mind, you had to question things. “I know… that there’s half blood that is becoming a thing. With society… How does everyone accept it?” You ask.
“THERE’S BEEN REPORTS THAT HAVE BEEN SENT TO THE MONSTER SIDE PROTECTION. FOR MAGES AND MONSTERS ALIKE. WITH OFFSPRING OF BOTH, IT’S COMPLICATED. THERE’S PEOPLE WHO CREATE GROUPS FOR THEM TO KILL OR HUNT… WHICH ISN’T GOOD. MY TEAM TRIES TO GET A HOLD ON THINGS AFTER THE QUEEN REQUESTED THAT THE FORCE DO SOMETHING FOR THE HUMANS WHO HARM THEM AS WELL. WE’RE TRYING TO MAKE THE POLICE A PART OF BOTH SIDES. NOW NOT EVERYONE IS OKAY WITH THIS AND… THAT'S FINE. THEY’RE TRYING TO MAKE TWO DIFFERENT DIVISIONS FOR THE STATION AT MOST.”
“I know that there’s still the guard. Did you want to become part of the guard? Or somewhat in the line?” You ask because you’re curious, and sometimes curiosity has led to horrible things before.
“I.. I DO AND I DON'T AT THE SAME TIME. I DO WANT TO WORK ALONG WITH THE GUARD FOR SURE. I STILL WANT TO THINK WHAT'S RIGHT FOR SOCIETY, BOTH HUMANS AND MONSTERS… EVEN IF HUMANS ARE ROTTEN AND HORRIBLE..”
“Yeah.. some people aren’t very kind.” You say.
Allie, your cat had come out after hiding for some time and went straight to Sans and Papyrus. She sniffs them and looks at them for a minute. “this your cat?” Papyrus asks and you nod. “furry baby, she looks very kind.”
“Oh no, oh no, no, no. That thing, the thing you call ‘furry baby’ is a demon shit brick of a disturber.” You say with a smile.
Papyrus picks the cat up. “oh, she can’t do anything wrong! such a cutie.” You wait till she bites him. But it never came. You gasped and called the cat's name. “Allie! How could you? You bite me and Isabella! Wake us up at shit o’ dawn and you’re just all loveable to some stranger?!” You fake being hurt. All you get is a purred meow out of it. How dare she.
“Looks like Allie has found a new favorite~” Isabella sings with a laugh. “Yeah, you got that right.” You say laughing along. “WELL… THANK YOU FOR DINNER. I’LL HELP CLEAN…” you stop him in his tracks, “you’re my guest! Please… I can do them..” you grab the plates that are empty, Isabella is still eating while George is sitting by her.
“ESTELLA…” you give him a look and Isabella laughs a little. “Just let her, she’s gonna give you that look for life if you take it away from her.”
“pppsssss okay, that’s funny. she’s got the look of a mother who is pissed off, but isn’t at the same time. how does she get those looks?” Papyrus starts to laugh. “No! No laughing in thy manor!” You say to laugh as well. “My manor! My mess! My doings!” You say in a deep silly voice.
Starting the dishes, Sans comes by and lays his elbow on the counter, adding his head to the mix. “NO LAUGHING IN THY MANOR? WHAT IF ITS MY DOINGS OF LAUGHTER TO YOUR MANOR?” He grins. You don’t even dry your hand as you shove it in his face. “My manor! My doings dingus.” You match his grin.
It’s nice to get to know Sans a little bit more, and it’s… nice, relaxing a little. May have gotten off on the wrong foot the first time but, he seems like a friend. “ANYWAYS… CLASS IS TOMORROW MORNING. WOULD IT BE BETTER IF WE TRAVELED TOGETHER?”
“For math only… I have my other online class I work on. I usually stay in the library when the chance is plausible. Half the time it’s just full of people and the books I need aren't.. there and it’s a hassle to get something that’s not there, y’know?” You say. “I would take this offer because Isabella too has class but tomorrow is my last day off before I go back into work.”
“sans she works at the one store we shop at!” You heard Papyrus yell from the living room. “THE STORE DOWN THE ROAD?” Sans asks and you nod. “Lead of cashiering, of course there’s other options and I’m leaning towards them. But then again… it’s good too because we have wonderful leads too among the rest. Samantha is a real work. Amazing and funny. Wacky and just overall fun.” You muse. You like the other leads, half are just as amazing. You wish yourself you knew how to be like them. “I’M GUESSING YOU'RE NEW TO THE THING?” You nod.
“NOT A BAD THING! MEANS YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON FOR THE JOB.”
“Means they can work me dead. And get yelled at if a days taken off, but that’s Kenny’s doing.” You say.
“WELL, LETS SEE HOW IT GOES TOMORROW AND LETS GET THE CLASS OVER WITH. I'M SURE THE INSTRUCTOR HAS A PLAN WITH THE LESSON.” You nod again, not arguing. “Maybe partners again but who knows.” You say.
“I’ll walk you to the door, I’m sure George also has to go home. He works dead ass in the morning I think. Not to mention class is dead ass as well.” You laugh a little.
“NO WORRIES, I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD NIGHT ESTELLA. PAPYRUS, ARE YOU READY?”
“awww, but i’m just getting comfy… can we stay longeerrrr?” Papyrus whines and you roll your eyes. Isabella smiles as she points out that sans had also rolled his eyelights as well. “PAP THERES THING TO DO TOMORROW. IF ESTELLA LETS YOU, I’M SURE YOU CAN COME OVER WHEN SHES HOME.”
“I wouldn’t mind. That’s for sure. But I’ve got to get shit ready for sleep and school in the morning.” You say nicely. “I’ll walk you both to the door and I will contact you both.”
“both? lady I don’t have your number…” You’re about to fix this. Holding your hand out to motion for his phone, he looks at you and gives you a high-five. “Phone doofus.” You laugh a little. “oh, okay. i thought you were wanting to hold my hand, not my phone female doofus.” Papyrus matches the mood and you grin. “Okay, skeletal doofus I’m adding my number.”
Sans looks at you both and stares flatly. “DONE?” He asks and you and Papyrus just laugh at him. “Yes we’re done. Can't get a break can we? Daaaym.” You chuckle. It’s oddly funny how a few days after meeting Sans and Papyrus that you’re starting to get more comfortable. “Okay, I’m done joking. I hope you guys have a good night.” You say helping Papyrus up as he held his hands out.
“YOU TOO ESTELLA.” Sans says as he walks and heads out. “don’t blast music please. i already have a hard time sleeping.” You make a small sorry face. “I have some insomnia too. I usually don’t sleep til almost dead ass morning half the time. Even then I still get maybe three to five hours sleep?” You estimate.
“well get sleep okay? I’m sure my bro may worry… well… maybe not, who knows.” Papyrus says as they both wave and head to their apartment upstairs. “That was something, and we forgot dessert didn’t we?” You deadpan as Isabella nods. “It happens, no worries! If they come over again… I may shove their skeletal mouths full of sweets!” George looks at Isabella and chuckles, “now why do I love you so much again?” He says. You kinda forgot he doesn't talk as much.
“Spending the night again?” You ask George, which he nods and you didn’t mind. It’s Isabella’s mate. You’re not gonna refuse and just kick him to the curb. “Well I’m heading to bed, don’t stay up too late kiddies.” You joke and you get some hugs before heading to your room to sleep. Only tomorrow will tell what kind of day it will be.