Sans and Grillby had suprised expressions. "No, No, No. I can pay the tab myself.", Sans said. "Please, I insist! Flowey whined back. "You sure? That's like your whole bank account!" Sans replied. Flowey just shrugged. Sans payed his bill, and thanked Flowey. Grillby leaned over and whispered into Sans's ear (or where his ear should be) "You got lucky this time."
Later
"Uuhhh... Friendly... Seeds.... Be....." Flowey said groggily. Sans ignored what she was saying. "Nnnh~" Flowey moaned. Surprised, Sans looked back. Flowey was fine. He wondered what made her make that noise. He shrugged it off and walked her home.
Even more later
"Welcome home, San- wait. Who in the name of spaghetti is that? Papyrus said. "Oh, just a friend I met that got pretty drunk... She can stay here, right?" Sans asked. Papyrus agreed, and Sans set her down on their couch. He brought a blanket, and tucked her in.
Whew, finally I'm done. Thanks for reading, and I'll see y'all in the next chapter. Goo'bye!
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