I took the plate and grabbed the taco, some of the 'meat' falling out of the shell and onto the plate. Sans smiled, 'IT IS FINE, DEAR BROTHER!' he then handed me a plate that had a taco on it.
I scratched the back of my head awkwardly, 'heh, right, sorry bro.' Sans' face looked slightly disappointed but it then turned into a smile. 'so what's on the menu today, chef?' i asked as i looked into the other room-which was the kitchen.
i waved back as i then plopped onto the couch. Sans turned his head towards the door, 'HELLO BROTHER!' sans greeted as he waved his hand. i blushed softly watching him walk off- it was cute to see him all worked up.įinally, work was over and i headed home to see that sans was already there making tacos. i,'ll be sure to put more backbone into it.' I grinned as sans roared with disapproval until he then waddled off grumbling to himself and making inaudible words. sans sighed as he shook his head, 'JUST GET BACK TO WORK- WE ONLY HAVE AN HOUR LEFT OR SO ANYWAYS. 'UGH PAPYRUS! ENOUGH WITH YOUR RIDICULOUS PUNS!' sans shouted as he crossed his arms staring up at me, his blue eyes narrowed. 'c'mon bro, you need to chill out.' i said calmly as sans' face turned bright blue with frustration. I yawned as i stared at sans pacing around my station in annoyance as he rammbled on and on about me not doing my job.
