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Proposal

@CreepyDoll13 asked:

{ *Holds back laughter* My my... It seems my friend is a teaser~ *Elbows Gaster* Eh? Get it? ;D

Sans: Get to the freaking point, Zero!

Me: ... *Sigh* Fine. If by any chance you were to propose to Grillby, where and how would you do so?
Sans: I STILL can't get over your formalness!!

Me: It's politeness, Sans.

Sans: WHATEVER! }

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The two of them look at you with blank expressions. Sans crosses his arms. Looks like neither of them had ever considered that question before. Took them awhile to come up with an answer.

GRILLBY: *It's... It's a big decision and, um-

GASTER: *Yes, it is a big decision, and in fact, I have thought of what I might do.

Grillby faces Gaster, surprised.

GRILLBY: *You have!?

GASTER: *Yes, but you need not listen. I have been planning a proposal way too long for the surprise to be ruined. Also, I am thirsty, dear. Can you fetch me something to drink?

Grillby frowns and he stands up, putting his hands on his hips.

GRILLBY: *You don't think of me as your own personal maid, do you?

GASTER: *Yes I do, now go on. Our guest is seemingly anxious for an answer.

Grillby sighs and walks away. The scientist takes advantage to slap the bartender's rear end, earning an almost inaudible yelp of surprise from Grillby, who quickened his pace into the kitchen.

Gaster studies his hand.

GASTER: *My hand burns from that, hehe.

He clears his throat, turning his focus away from any thoughts and may or may not have been dirty ones.

GASTER: *To be honest, I had never thought of proposing to my dear flame. The idea never dawned to me. Yes, I know I had just said that I did in fact have an idea for proposing but I had only said that to not upset him. As expressionless as he may seem, he is quite moody. It is best that I am careful with my words.

Sans looks weirded out and doesn't really want to hear all the mushy stuff his dad says about Grillby. It was just too awkward.

*A way that I had always imagined a proposal was out of the underground. Picture this; as soon as we both set foot outside, the sun shining, the air fresh... I can just imagine the look of pure bliss on his face when he sees it all for the first time in a long time.

*We would celebrate- all of us I mean- and I would ask Grillby for some time alone. Then I'd propose right then and there...

*... You know, it seems that I had a plan all along. But, as you can see, leaving the underground is bound not to happen anytime soon...

Just then, Grillby appears from the kitchen; a glass of water in a gloved hand. He walks over and placed the glass right in front of Gaster.

Grillby sits down, expecting a response from his lover. But Gaster was mentally absent: he was too busy dreaming about the future. Grillby looks at you for answers, and even looks at Sans, who shook his head in response.

No one spoke about it.

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THANK YOU.

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