Your P.O.V
I was walking to Hotland to visit the MTT hotel and restaurant, since I'm getting sick of eating grillbys all the time.
I get there and a certain pair of brothers are there with a pair of humans.
'Helloooo darling~' Mettaton said as he came to serve me.
'Sup metta.' I shrugged. Mettaton gave me a strange look.
'Dear, I'm sorry but we have a dress code, come with me and I will help you get into something suitable.' He said.
'Wh-what's wrong with my leather jacket and ripped jeans?' I asked. He didn't say another word, he signaled me to follow him and took me to his dressing room.
'Now darling, try this on, I know you like black so try this.'

'Metta, it's... really girly...' I groaned.
'Just wear it this once'  he asked.
'Fine,' I agreed, he nodded and walked out so I could get changed.
I walked out and saw Mettaton talking to sans the skeleton. Metta turned to face me.
'Darling! You look marvelous~' he exclaimed.
'Thanks Metta.' I said with blush forming on my cheeks. I then saw sans starring at me. Once he found out what he was doing he blushed blue.
'Heh, h-hey k-kid.' He said pulling his hood over his face.
'Sup sans.' I sighed.
'Gotta get back to work, bye darlings~' Mettaton said, but not before winking at sans.
'What was that about?' I asked.
'N-nothing much.' He stuttered.
'Okay.' I said confusingly.
There was a dead silence until he spoke up.
'Hey y/n, do you possibly... maybe, wanna join me, pap and Toriels kids for dinner?..' he asked.
'Sure, sounds nice.' I smiled.
Sans then for a second had hearts flash in his eyes.
'C-cool, I'll sh-show you where we a-are.' He then grabbed my hand and pulled me to his table.
'HELLO BROTHER! WHO IS THIS?!' Papyrus, sans' brother asked/yelled.
'This is y/n bro, y/n, this is papyrus, frisks and chara.' He explained.
'So this is the girl you always talk about sans?' The boy with red cheeks asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
'Oh my god! Sans has a crush!' The girl in the purple and blue sweater exclaimed.
'Way to keep a secret!' Sans whispered angrily at them. I stood with blush forming on my cheeks.
'So come on kid, you can sit next to me and pap.' Sans said rubbing the back of his spine.
'Sure.' Sans then pulled out a seat for me to sit in.
'There's no whoopie cushion on my chair is there?' I asked.
'No, not this time.' He said as I sat down.
We ordered our food and sat chatting to each other.
Next thing I felt a boney hand brush up against mine. I look at sans, who had blush all over his face.
I giggled and grabbed his hand and interlaced my fingers with his.
I saw him smile and blush from the corner of my eye,
'Thank you sans.'