Coffee... 🎶and cigarettes are best when shared with you-🎶

(Continuation of the previous chapter)

Sans: *follows Grillby into the kitchen*

Grillby: *has already poured the coffee evenly into two mugs* *slides a mug across the table, the mug landing square in front of a chair* *gestures to the chair, patting the table, insisting Sans to sit down*

Sans: *sits down in the seat, noticing Grillby's mug* hey, i like your mug.

Grillby: ! *holds the mug a little closer to him, smiling*

*"World's Best Dad" is written across it... but the "s" is backwards... Fuku must have made it a long time ago.

Sans: sweet kid you have.

Grillby: You too-- ... *realizes he just did the thing where you say "you too", even though it doesn't make sense in the context. Like when a waiter tells you to enjoy your food and you say "you too", just to then internally scream for half an hour before eating* ... *smacks himself on the forehead*

Sans: ... *bursts into laughter* nice one, grillbz. smoooooth.

Grillby: *flames flicker a bit brighter* ... *shakes his head, laughing a little at himself*

Sans: *smiles, calming down* anyway, there's something i gotta ask you... are you feeling alright? ...minus your little stalker.

Grillby: *tilts his head confused*

Grillby: *remembers the ask* *flames die out a little, but they quickly relight* *nods*

Sans: ... (so the ask i found did bother him...) *lets it go* okay...

Grillby: ... I've been meaning to ask the same thing. *raps his finger on the side of his mug* I've been concerned since the last time you were at the diner.

Sans: don't wor--

Grillby: *sends him a glare, stopping him mid sentence*

Sans: ... *sighs* no, seriously, don't worry. i just gotta stay on my toes. nothin' else has really happened yet, so... yeah.

Grillby: ...

Sans: grillby, it's fine.

Grillby: *sighs, shaking his head* If that's all you want to say, I can't force you to do more than that.

Sans: *looks at the floor* ...

Grillby: But, please, Sans. Remember that I'm always here.

Sans: yeah... i know.

*The room went silent.

*After a few minutes of neither speaking, they eventually began to talk again.

*This went on for awhile, until Sans had to return home.

Sans: *walks out the door* *glances to the side*...

Muffet: *looking through a window* *sees Sans* ...

Sans: *blinks* uh...

Muffet: Oh, hello, dearie~ Did he like the letter?

Sans: ... sure, absolutely loved it.

Muffet: *sarcasm flies right over her head* Fuhuhu~ I knew he would~ *walks off*

Sans: *shakes his head* *starts walking home* hey, i just wanted to clear up what you asked grillby... which i'm assuming he didn' answer from how he reacted. well, first off, guys actually can have kids... since we're monsters, we don't have wombs an' stuff. actually, if a monster's pregnant, you wouldn't be able to tell unless they told ya. it's not like with humans where the baby is noticeable.

Sans: anyways, that doesn't matter because the other one was... a mother. and uh... what happened isn't somethin' for me to tell... it was just.... bad. *looks to the side* don't go buggin' him 'bout it, he didn' have any control over what happened... but i'm glad he managed to turn what happened around  for the better.

Sans: also, for anyone payin' attention to the ages and realized how young grillby was when fuku came 'round, please, don't give him any sh*t 'bout it. like i said, he had no control.

Sans: bad things happen to good people. that's just how it is. i'm just happy he's still here now.

commanderSmartass: *Whispers* hey, let Undyne win cos she's the best.

POINTS!!!

Undyne: 14 (Undyne: ...*confused fish noises* )

Chara: 13

Frisk and Sans: 12 (Frisk: Hey! I was in second!)

Papyrus: 9

Blooky: 8

Mettaton: 7

Alphys, and Flowey: 6

Asgore: 5

Toriel : 4

Grillby: 3

Everyone Else: 1