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Frisk wondered if she screwed up royally by contacting him.
*Sans, are you even paying attention?
“eh, sorry pop. i guess i’m just a bit bone-tired today.
He blinked when his phone went off.
*Really Sans, at a time like this? I thought I told you to turn that off during lectures.
“yeah, but i worry about pap. sorry.” Gaster sighed a little.
*It’s fine son, but you need to learn to give him his space, he’s a grown monster now.
“you’re right. let me make sure it isn’t him wanting more groceries.” Sans pulled out the phone, tapping it to bring up the message.
#unknown: i promised you i wouldn’t forget.
Frisk sighed in relief as she pressed the phone against her chest and smiled and started to text him back before seeing the second text.
*Well?
“eh, looks like it’s a wrong number. oh well.” He slipped the phone into his pocket again.
#unknown: we can talk in an hour.
She returned one more text.
#unknown: Meet me at Gri-... at the cafe nearby it has great Cinnabuns. It is Hopkins Cafe.
Frisk went to the cafe and waited for him there. It was so weird to even kiss Simon. The guilt started to pool in the pit of her stomach as she thought about how she had to let things play out. That means… could she really watch Simon die again? She felt so confused and conflicted but did she have to?
An hour went by, a few minutes afterwards Sans walked into the cafe dressed in a light blue t-shirt that said: bad to the bone
In black lettering and a blue hoodie over it, black shorts with blue stripes on them and a a pair of blue tennis shoes. Frisk was wearing a light purple dress as she was going on a date with Simon.
“nice threads jd.”
“Back at you mimosa.” Frisk felt so relieved to not be alone as he sat down next to her.
“I think I fucked up the time thing.”
“no, there’s no doubt about it that this is the save point you chose, even if you didn’t know it. probably due to some nerves about messing up or something. who knows? but it was made and here we are... though i have to say this is pretty far back.”
“I know. This was my first date with Simon. My very first date ever.”
“how’d the date go then?”
“It was near the end when the save point was. I was kissing him. So well…” Frisk flushed as she couldn’t help but feel like she was betraying both of them.
“Sans, this is so confusing because the moment I regain,” She couldn’t think of the exact word and waved her hands in front of her.
“whatever this is. My thoughts went to you alone and I told Simon that I had to drop off a paper to a teacher. I feel like I am cheating on both of you. It is such a dirty feeling and I don’t like it. I think I have a chance to not be engaged to Simon but the space time thingy scares me too. What should I do?” Frisk intertwined her fingers with Sans. It was a monster cafe but she got glances still as humans rarely ate there.
“hmmm, well. this is an interesting thing. you already know what happens if you continue to go after him. what you don’t know is what will happen if you don’t. the thing is, this was your first step of rebellion. from what little i know.”
“I know it is. Dad came this… shit I knew I forgot something. Dad is coming this afternoon and this is when he finds out that I am failing a class.”
“well, that at least means you can avoid him, for a short time, without arousing suspicion because obviously you originally did not come to this cafe and we certainly didn’t speak.”
“That is true and you have no idea how much will power I am using to hold myself back from…” Frisk mutters the next part.
“kissing you.” A rabbit monster comes up and she is wearing a waitress outfit and she seemed unamused while chewing bubble gum.
“What can I get ya sweetheart?” She was asking Sans.
“coffee, black. you want anything jd?”
“I would like a Cinnabun and a coffee too.” The rabbit wrote it down but she wasn’t so happy to serve a human.
“I will get that right away sweetheart.”
“thanks for hoppin to it.” Sans says, leaning back in his chair. Despite the circumstances, he seemed relaxed and, as Frisk would realize after a moment, the bond they had before was also absent, which meant she was back to square one as much as he was.
“How are you doing Sans?” Frisk asked feeling a little off not sure why yet.
“aside from reliving some courses i’ve been through before, i’m alright.”
“You know, this means you have a chance to choose a different life too. You don’t have to… hang out with me. I don’t feel that feeling there that I had before and it kinda feels weird.”
“the bond you mean?”
“Yeah, I think that is what is missing.”
“yup, hasn’t happened yet. lot of things haven’t. magic is subject to time too, whether we like it or not.”
“Are you m-“ The rabbit returned and set the coffee in front of Sans with great care and scooted the other coffee over to Frisk letting it splash just a little and a giant cinnamon roll that looked like it might have fell to the ground once. Sans gave the bunny a look that said he wasn’t pleased, even if his smile didn’t fade.
“that was careless.” He says to the bunny.
“I am sorry sugar. What was?” The bunny was pretending not to notice. Frisk dusted off the cinnamon roll off and tried to salvage the cinnamon roll. While Frisk was distracted, Sans’ expression changed rather dramatically... for a moment, the air seemed to crackle with a bit of magic.
“don’t play as dumb as you look. i know who you are miss cappicuna bunit. don’t test me.”
“I w-will get you a f-fresh cup of coffee miss and a new cinnabun don’t eat it.” The rabbit nabbed the roll and coffee and made her way back as fast as possible. Of course the expression and magic were gone before Frisk had time to even register what was going on.
“What happened?” Frisk asked as she looked up at Sans wondering.
“eh, i have a bit of a reputation here.”
“Your shirt says it all?”
“guilty.” He smiles, chuckling a bit.
“honestly, like i told you once before, i didn’t actually get into dad’s business except a couple of years prior to our meeting... technically speaking, i’m currently in class myself if i read the calendar right.” He says in a soft tone, not to imply anything but he didn’t exactly want anyone to overhear them either, even if the closest souls were several tables away.
“Oh, not only did I meet a smart monster but an educated one at that.” Frisk muttered back as she knew that Sans massage license came from loopholes. Ones that he and his father had to dig to find really.
“mmm, well it just means i don’t have to attend all the classes to ace the tests.”
“I imagine. You are really smart. That is why I was surprised you accepted my affections. I didn’t think I really had a chance to be honest.”
“hmmm, correct me if i’m wrong but didn’t you tell me something similar about simon too?”
“You are right. I think I told you a little about I was surprised he’d date me too. I said the cheesiest pick up line of all time. I was so proud of myself. ‘You are a cute guy. I am a cute girl. We would make a cute couple.’ ” He chuckled a little.
“that’s adorable.”
“I was so nervous.” The rabbit returned leaving a pot of coffee and two fresh cinnamon rolls.
“probably why he bought it, i imagine. from what you’ve told me... he and i aren’t all that different.” He looked over at the rabbit.
“thanks.”
“I think you have your own charm Sans. He didn’t do your puns.”
“ah, well, not everyone appreciates the pun in life ya know?” Frisk laughed. He pulled out some ketchup from his phone, put some in the coffee, stirred it and then sipped at it.
“You know you do have a second chance now. I can’t force you to hang out with me or anything.”
“so do you, ya know, but i do wonder something. even after everything... you still think i’m being forced to do things i don’t wanna?” Frisk couldn’t help but laugh realizing how dumb it must sound.
“You got me there. I guess I think to myself that you felt guilty and came here because of some kind of obligation to me.”
“hmmm, can’t imagine what that obligation would be i mean... considering the way things were... shouldn’t that be the other way around?”
“I guess so. Two for two. I think you are trying to make me feel guilty now.” Frisk kidded with him.
“no, i think you’re doing that well enough on your own actually. and you still don’t seem to believe yourself capable of anything.”
“Three for three. I remember the future is all and it is not something I look forward to reliving right now.”
“i can’t say i blame you and i wouldn’t blame you if you changed any of it. it’s not a life i would say is worth looking forward to.”
“I can’t. If I do I won’t be with you and that is worse than death.”
“i think your fears are a little over exaggerated. look, at this point in time, originally... we don’t know each other, but that doesn’t mean that choices you make will change that now just because you choose to do some things differently. i still think that, no matter what job you end up in... tori is still going to send al after you. and because of that, and the crappy job marketing, i’m still going to be at that spa.”
“You don’t like the spa?”
“i don’t mind it, but let’s face it. i didn’t go to college to be a masseuse.”
“What did you want to be?”
“an astrologist.”
“Sans, this time around. Let’s work towards a future we both be proud of. I promise you I will work hard at school and not drop out this time if you really reach for the stars this time.” I will make it happen for you somehow.
“well, i can’t say it won’t be without trying, but if i still end up at the spa i won’t be too disappointed. i’d rather that then never having the chance to meet again the same as we did originally.”
“I k-know… but you deserve so much more than what you ask for. I guess we have a lot of work ahead.”
“yeah, but i look forward to it and we can keep in touch. just perhaps keep it to the evening so no one finds out.”
“Oh so we are sneaking out are we?”
“you make it sound like we’re a couple of love struck, rebellious teenagers instead of two souls outta time.” He chuckled.
“In this time I am still a virgin.”
“true. it was your choice though, it never bothered me.”
“It was but maybe some other takes it away during my rebellious years.” He was going to say something, but he didn’t. It wasn’t that he didn’t have a thought but more like it seemed to be lost as some other thought butted in.
“There is a spot by the lake it is really beautiful at night.”
“yeah?” Okay, his thoughts seemed to be working again now...
“Yep, you bring a blanket, a bottle of wine and we watch the stars. It could be our first date but you never asked me out yet.”
“yeah... i guess i need a “round tuit” for that.”
“Wow that one was bad. Your mind must be in the gutter.”
“would you believe that one wasn’t mine? let me show you.” He pulled out his phone and tapped it, then from the phone into his hand was a round piece of paper. The paper on it said “round tuit” on it and beneath it was some wingdings.
“Pfffttt… I am surprised this came out this year. You got lucky Sans.”
“nah, not yet.” He winked with a grin.
“True, but soon.”
“but anyway, this came out in the mid-90s actually... some famous speaker who said everyone uses the phrase “i’ll get around to it” too often and came up with this all on his own.”