Undertale one-shot things

Kustard (Office buddies)

(So I take no credit on the idea behind this one whatsoever but MY GOD. I saw it on a "Imagine your OTP" and it wasn't enough. I needed to write that shiz. I needed it to be REALITY. So here you go. :3 )

The workspace in the Hugup Company offices was particularly nice. They had a small break room that even had what some workers called a "snack bar". They each had a radio in their own respective sections, letting the workers enjoy their own type of music with others who also liked that genre. The chairs were nice to sit on and even spun for whenever you felt like it. Best of it all though was the mental giggles you would get from two skeleton monsters who worked there.

It was different every day. They had a war between themselves from day one. One of them, Red, was more on the vicious side. You know, like staining the others favorite tie that their brother gave them unpurpose. Sans, the other skeleton who still wore the stained tie, was more on the third-grade pranks level. He would steal the others sandwiches from the fridge at times, or just make him listen to never gonna give you up for six hours.

They even managed to go out of their way to just annoy the other. They learned that if they got to work early, then the other would have to walk across the entire parking lot to just get inside the building. They were both generally lazy, but the pure annoyance of each other caused them to go even beyond that and to wake up early just to park in front so the other would have to walk.

One particular day, was a tough one on Red. Sans just wouldn't stop squeaking his chair over and over again. Not only that, but he swore that he stole his pencils and stapler again. It was starting to really get on his nerves. He was such a damn child. The number of times they have passed stupid passive-aggressive sticky notes to each other was terrifying to any tree in a mile radius. He sighed and shook his head.

Ignore the squeak.

Ignore the squeak.

Ignore the-

He blinked as his thoughts were caught off from a sudden sticky note fluttering down from above that landed on his desk. Red picked up the note and felt like screaming.

'Hey, can you keep it down? You keep squeaking your chair. -Sans'

That's it. That was the final straw. In a fit of blind frustration, he got up from his chair to stand behind Sans. Sans turned to him, a smug grin on his face. With all the bottled frustration, he just felt all of the words he had been wanting to say just slip out. Except, they weren't in separate sentences... or even what he wanted to say. While trying to say 'you wanna fight' and 'fuck you' he suddenly blurted out...

"YOU WANNA FUCK?"

(This makes me laugh so hard omg. Sans would totally be like: What took you so long? Wanted to do that ages ago you handsome asshole. hahahaha)