Sweet Mustard (honey mustard)

I don't have a stomach, dumbass

-Red's Pov-

We walk into the building and the smell of good food fills my nostrils. 

My mouth starts to water as New Boss walks to the counter and sets the bag of clothes by his feet. 

After that, he sits down on one of the bar stools and pats the empty one beside him.

I quickly get on it and look around.

This place looks sorta like Chillby's. 

But with a lot less sex, drugs, death, and loud music.

And the spiders. 

They are everywhere.

I shutter as one crawls by me on the counter carrying a glass. 

A spider makes it's way over to me and Boss while carrying a notepad easily twice it's size. 

"Ah, Papyrus, welcome back," The tiny black bug squeaks.

I tense at the name, but don't say anything. 

"what will it be? the usual?" The bug asks. 

"You know it."

"And what about you? what do you want to eat?" the spider asks writing down the order.

I look to New Boss.

"You can get anything you want, here look in the menu," New Boss says handing me a fancy paper in a plastic casing.

I shrink down, taking it.

Gah, this stuff doesn't make any sense.

I squint at it, sweat rolling down my skull.

This is nothing like wingdings, how in Asgore's name am I supposed to read this?

I flip through the pages, looking at the few pictures in the plastic book.

I see a picture of something I recognize.

A burger with fries.

I point to it, "C-can I g-get this?"

New Boss nods at me.

"Reds gonna get number 9, you want anything special with it?"

"No, thanks."

"Anything to drink?" The spider asks.

I look at the picture before asking, "could I get a m-mustard bottle?"

The spider looks at me before nodding and writing my order down.

"You two are so alike," it says before scuttling off.

What did they mean by that?

-Stretch's POV-

I hum as I wait for the waitress to bring our food.

So he likes mustard.

Interesting.

I look at him.

He seems very uncomfortable and tense.

I put my hand on his back, feeling him sit up straighter.

"You okay bud? You seem sorta tense."

He just nods.

I rub his back, trying to calm him down a little.