A Journey Together (Sansby Fanfic)

Chapter 36: The Date Part 3

"yep. just one slice please." The short skeleton repeated.

"A pepperoni polenta pizza?" The waiter questioned, his voice obviously sounding extremely intrigued by Sans' way too casual order.

"a... what...? ....um... i just want a simple pizza." Sans chuckled nervously, completely clueless as to what type of pizza that was.

"Sorry sir, but we don't serve that kind of pizza..." The waiter apologized.

'What the fuck...? What do I say? I not even know what most of this meals are because of their weird ass names!' Sans thought anxiously.

"what about tacos de fajita?" He asked, hopeful to get a yes from the waiter, sadly, the waiter shook his head a 'no'.

Sand groaned frustratedly.

"A torta de milanesa?"

Finally, after a short minute of thinking, the waiter nodded.

"thank asgore" Sans sighed, crossing his arms over the table and putting his head down.

Once that done, the waited took the menus in a small pile and went to the kitchen.

"A TORTA?! REALLY SANS?" Papyrus exasperated.

"yeah...why not?" Sans wondered.

"NYEH! NEVER MIND! YOU WOULDN'T GET IT ANYWAY!" Papyrus groaned frustratedly.

"ok"
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It had been at least twenty minutes since the food had arrived.

Most of the plates were half empty by this time now.

The group was having a great time talking about how they met one another.

"Yo Sans! How did you and Grillby meet?" Undyne asked.

"YEAH! HOW? PLEASE DO TELL!" Papyrus chimed in.

Sans laid back on the booth and thought for a minute.

Grillby looked at Sans warmly and leaned on the table.

"w-well, papyrus and i were new to snowdin. i was nine at that time we had just moved in." Sans started.

"it was only a few days after we arrived in which i met grillby on a cold, snowy night. since i wasn't used to snow storms, i didn't know there would be one that night. i was out heading home with a few groceries while papyrus at home sleeping. the storm was fierce that night, and i had no place to take shelter in."

***flashback***

Why today, Sans asked himself as he vainly attempted to make his way through the storm.

His feet were slowly sinking into the snow, and he was colder than a popsicle.

Sans heard a worried, muffled shout from behind him, and turned around skeptical as to why someone would be screaming at him that desperately worried for him.

"Hey! Hey you!" A fire-like monster covered in a many layers of clothes shouted loudly, making his voice clear through the strong winds of the storm as he ran to the skeleton and catched up to him.

"What... What are you doing out here in a snowstorm!? At this late hours? Are you lost?" The elemental panted.

Sans didn't answer, all he did was stare at the taller monster with his arms wrapped around his chest protectively of himself.

"Ohh... You're sinking into the snow..." the taller one of the two realized.

Without warning, the elemental picked Sans up above the ground and looked at him in the eyes.