Unexpected [Human Sansxreader]

Foreign

You hear the old metal doors of the school behind you close. The autumn air filled your nostrils of scents that you could only describe as warm and welcoming. As you exhaled deeply, you let go of all the anxiety that had ransacked your brain during the day. Especially during lunch. You tried to let go of your paranoia as well but with the skip of your heart beats you sooner realized you couldn't get rid of both that easily. However; you kept walking. Holding your old backpack ever so close you wished to be home already. Away from people and in bed sounded amazing.

"Yo Jayde."

You groan as you can your neck up and closed your eyes. You turn around unwillingly to sound of the voice. "What is it Sans? I ate lunch with yall and I promised to do it everyday what more do you want from me?!" It really wasn't all that bad. Except for the terrible feeling in my gut. It feels like I'm making a mistake? But what mistake would that be?

"Well a thousand dollars would be nice but I'm pretty sure you don't have that much to spare." The teenager elbowed you as you rolled your eyes. "Anywho not my reason why I'm here."

"Then what? Just spit it out already so I can say no and go home", you snapped. Whatever was Sans plan, you didnt want to be in the middle of it.

"Geez and here I thought we were pals". Sans ignored your growls as he continued. "All I want you to do is follow me."

You gave the teenager a confused yet curious look. "What? Where?" Sans is acting strange. Stranger than usual that is.

"You heard me, follow me. I want to treat you to a shake or something". You gave Sans another expression yet this time it was filled with suspicion. This isn't like him. "What? I can't treat one of me and my brothers friend?" Sans face was forever expressionless besides his usual smile. No matter how much you got used to his forever grin, you couldn't tell if it was genuine or not at any given time. 

You sighed but carried a slight smile, as per usual. "It's my brother and I." Correcting his grammar was a usual way for starting another bickering match, but for some it had not worked.

Sans gave a heavy grunt. He seemed to be slightly irritated about your reaction."Why are you making this so difficult. Just follow me to a restaurant I know. I thought since you met some of Papyrus's friends you could meet some of mine. Besides, it's just a milkshake", Sans complained.

"Ugh fine, but it's on you", you replied as you crossed your arms. You were not going to spend your allowance on something you were pressured to do.

This caused Sans to chuckle. "That was my plan in the first place. For such a smart cookie you sure do have a strange way of thinking. May I call it blond moments? Oh but wait, you aren't blond are you?", he teased as you started to pet your head feeling self conscious. You quickly grabbed your beanie from your backpack realizing school was indeed over.

Sans must have picked up on your insecure manner for he gave you a strange face. "Ey don't worry. You're hair looks good like it is", he reassured you with a light tone as if he was still picking on you.

You scoffed,"I could care less about what I look like. Now are we going to this mystery place or not?" Sans laughs as he nods and the two of you set off. Not knowing what to expect.
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After walking for about twenty minutes into town, you finally come across a diner. It was like all the diners you ever been to, but something (you didn't know what) seemed to catch your attention as of to show you it isn't like anything you ever been to. It was a long building with a beautiful blue but an ugly white that had faded to a tan. Windows were all around the building making it clear to see what was inside. On the top of the building was a lighted sign named "The Runaway Train". However, the y on the sign was out to make it spell 'Runawa Train' instead. On the doors there was another sign saying 'help wanted' and 'open'. You smiled at the simplicity of this diner, something just told you that you were welcomed.

Stepping in the diner, you noticed the train station decorations inside. The booths were actual train booths, and the register place was of a conductors compartment. This had given you the reason why it was called the way it was. It looked as if you were in an actual train. The only thing that hadn't looked like you were, was the stools. They were aligned at the counter and with the same blue as you saw outside.

Still fancying the aesthetics of the diner, you follow Sans to one of the train booths. As you did so you noticed every single person you passed seemed to say a sort of hello to Sans. Sans turns around as says "I know I havnt been here in a while maybe we should ketchup". This had sent the little crowd of people to roll with laughter. You gave a strange face thinking to yourself, it isn't even that funny. "But let's all relish the fact I'm here now", Sans responded while shrugging extravagantly causing another roar from the crowd.

Rolling your eyes you choose an empty booth near you to sit in. Sans seemed not to notice for he kept on rolling the punchlines and puns on the crowd. You soon were getting bored with looking at menu until you heard a soft calm voice ask a question. "What can I get you to drink ma'am?" Looking up from your menu you saw a tan teenage boy in apron and a tie awaiting for your answer. He had soft brown eyes and an even softer smile. His face was warm and kind. But what really caught your attention was his bright red, flame like, hair.

"Oh um a chocolate oreo milkshake, small please", you ordered.

His smile broadens, "A fine pick from a fine lady". He gave you a wink and you responded with a surprise face and flushing of your cheeks. This was certainly new to you. Is...is he flirting with me? You couldn't really tell for you never had been flirted or had flirt with anyone.

Just as you were about to tell the waiter thank you, Sans had sat on the other side. "Hey Grillbz, this is my friend Jayde. Jayde this is my best friend Grillby. Can I get two orders of the burg and whatever else she wants?", Sans asked oblivious to your already previous order.

"Two burgers Sans? Geez we didn't have lunch but like three hours ago! I thought you said we were just getting milkshakes!" While you were griping Sans about his order, Grillby just nodded while writing down the requests.

"Your orders will be out shortly", he says as he turns to the kitchen only after he shot you another wink. You smiled at this and blushed a bit more.

Sans noticed the interaction and takes a glance at you then at the disappearing waiter, making a double take. "Wait, what was that about? Grillby usually keeps to himself." Unknowing you just shrugged. You didn't have the slightest clue in the least. But you had to admit, you hadn't much minded. The thought of someone actually taking noticed of you, made you blush. But I do barely know him... "I uh got to go", Sans said quickly pulling you out of your train of thought. He smile seemed less cheerful in a way and an expression you hadn't ever seen crossed his face. He seemed almost uncomfortable.

"Wait what why?", you asked in shock.  But Sans hadn't listened for he quickly ran off. You started to rub after him but once you got outside you couldn't catch a sight of him. It was as if he just disappeared. "Are you kidding me?!" You angrily stomped inside. He left me with the bill AND left me stranded. I've never been to this part of town. What am I going to do?

As you were sitting down you saw Grillby laying out the food. "Is everything alright Miss Jayde?", Grillby inquired with concern.

"Just peachy. I have no idea where I'm at and the only person who could show me back left without explanation. Just gone", you said in a very angry tone as you layed your head on your arms. Trying to block out the world. How could Sans do this to you? Was this one of his pranks? No, from what you could tell he was upset. As far as you could tell anyways. But why would he be upset? He was just cutting up the rug just seconds ago. It made no sense. He makes no sense.

You heard Grillby sit down across from you. "Well I'll just eat with you and take you home. How's the sound of that?"

You looked up quickly with a confused look. "But aren't you working?"

Grillby softly chuckles, "my dad owns the place. I think he would understand why I'm taking off early." You gave Grillby a small smile as you started to eat one of Sans burgers.

You couldn't help but to worry for the pale teenager. Sure he made you angry, but you were mostly worried. Where could he have gone and why did he leave like that?