Bad Jokes (boyxboy)

Chapter Two

Sans pov:

I passed out on the couch around noon, as usual, Pap was the one to wake me up with a few comments on how lazy I am. He walked back to the kitchen, and I went up to my room, which amazingly, was clean.-- I'd have to thank my bro for it in a bit-- I plopped onto my bed and looked through some social media on my phone for a while till I had to go to my part-time are Grillby's new above ground restaurant. So I changed into the suit that he gave me and headed out.

The walk there was full of hateful glares and comment that were drowned out by Three Days Grace-Break that blasted from my headphones. I hummed along lowly, ignoring everyone. as I walked into Grillbys, I saw mostly monsters and a couple humans, I got behind the counter, grabbed my waist apron and notepad. I walked up to the first table and gave them my average smile, "hello, I'm Sans, thank you for coming to Grillbys. may I take your order?" I asked. they seemed to be on a date, but they were both men strangely. 

 the smaller male gave me a cute smile, "may I have a tea?" he asked his voice was soft as silk and his eyes almost dripped honey with how sweet they looked. "alright" I said as I wrote down tea with my sloppy handwriting. "'nd you sir?" I asked the bigger, more biker looking man. "I'll have a beer," he said glancing at me from the menu. "I'll need to see an I.D." I requested. he pulled out his wallet and opened it, showing me his I.D. he was 24. [hehe, funny. he's my age.] I thought, jotting down beer on the notepad. "thank you. I'll give you some more time to decide on your meal." I gave one more big smile before walking away. Grillbys new place was a little different than his last so I can pass orders through a small window instead of going in the back and getting my clothes burned. 

I made tea and got a beer from under the bar. an older male walked in and up to the bar, sitting down right in front of me, "hello sir, I'll be with you in a moment" I said with my smile, and walked over to the couple giving them their drinks. "are you ready to order?" i asked them. "yeah, I'll have a burger and fries." the bigger man said, handing me the menu. "I'll just have a salad," said the smaller one also handing me the menu. I took both menus and wrote down what they said. "coming right up. " I said with a smile walking away. I put the note on the sill, Grillby took it. I looked at the old man and smiled, "thank you for coming to Grillbys, I'm Sans. May I take your order?" I asked. he glared at me, it was full of fiery hate and disgust. "beer" was all he said. "yes sir" I said still smiling [great, asshole old man. doesn't he know this place is run by monsters?] I thought. Grabbing a beer from under the counter and placed it in front of him.

The rest of the time at Grillbys was faking smiles and taking orders, and the whole time the old man was glaring at me. When I finally got off I almost fainted I was so relieved. I took off my apron, folded it up and put it behind the bar. I peeked in the window at Grilbs "can I take a bottle or two?" I asked. he was slow about his response as usual. "yes." he answered finally.  "thanks, Grillby" I responded. I grabbed two bottles of ketchup put them in a bag and headed home. 

not to bad of a day i guess. id be lieing if i said i had better.