Mr.Sherman laid on his satin bed, crying. He felt so lonely, the weight of it all was too much to bare. "Hey chum." Sans said, inviting himself in. "S-sans.." Mr.Sherman said, wiping his tears on his white pillow. He looked up to this sexy skeleton...
After confessing their love for one another, Mr.Sherman decided hey, we should have a date night!
"Yeah, sounds cool." Sans said, gobbling down his 5th bottle of ketchup which gave Mr.Sherman the shivers. "How about Grillbys?" Sans said as he didn't know any other "nice" place in Snowdin. "How about Rainforest Café? Ever since kids were killed by that singing crocodile they put it here underground!" Mr.Sherman said reading the 1 star reviews on Yelp. "How about a nice, pasta dinner?" Sans said, opening up a restaurant page called "BigMeatBallsYUM!" "The name of it is, oddly sexual.." Mr.Sherman thought to himself as he then said, "Yeah, I could go for pasta." "Good boy, now let us get ready. I'll be a sec." Sans said as Mr.Sherman was left blushing. "Good..boy?!" Mr.Sherman yelled internally. Mr.Sherman wanted to look, sexy, refined for his pasta dinner. He was going off between these two outfits, (you decide.)
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He put on your choice of clothing, checking out himself in the mirror, making sure the cleavage left something to San's imagination. "I'm ready, sweetie balls!" Sweetie balls were a nickname between the two. Don't ask why they're both....special. "M-M-MMM-M-M-MR.SHERMAN!?" Sans looked at his lover's sexy body in your choice of an outfit. Good choice, Sans's mind went totally blank. "Like what you see?" Mr. Sherman said taunting, his curves could go on for miles. "Yah.." Sans says gulping. "Let's go eat some balls...meatballs that is.." Mr.Sherman said, slightly smirking. Sans's opened the car door for his lover as Mr.Sherman enters the passenger seat of the car, "A real gentleman!"Mr.Sherman thought out loud as Sans puts the keys in the car, starting it with a roar. "KACHOWOWW" Sans says as he drives quickly.. balls aren't a joking matter. Meatballs that is.
PASTA DATE:GO!
Mr. Sherman walked out the car, a bit dazed by the speed of the car. "Woah.." Mr.Sherman gasped audibly, the restaurant looked so sleek and perfect. "So, you're paying right?" Sans looks over to Mr.Sherman. "Cuz I ain't got shit." "Yeah fine." Mr.Sherman said, a bit thrown off. As they walked inside the restaurant, they noticed Papyrus at the front door. "NHNEHEHEH....SANS?!?/1/1/" Papyrus balls dropped. "OMGH..WHOS THIS HUMAN HOTTIE?!" "calm down bro, his name is Mr.Sherman." Mr.Sherman looked up with a blush. "Hell yeah I'm a hottie." Mr.Sherman's pride went through the roof. "YOU GET VIP SEATS!" Papyrus kicked out the couple already in the vip seats and seated them. "GET SOME BABLLS, MEAT BA[SLLSLS!" Papyrus yelled. "Ok.." Mr.Sherman replied. As the food came, they had a amazing date! They had sex aftrewards hahahahha
