Sans's (Sans x Reader)

Chapter 2

You pulled the bag on to your kitchen counter, taking out the rest of the unused eggs and looking at the small receipt. The numbers were smudged, but still readable. There was a hand written message at the bottom of paper.
"tell me if they like em: 555-328-4276" The hand writing was lazy and choppy, you could barely read the thing.
Did the skeleton from the store write this? He must of, no one else touched the paper before he gave it to you. Your hand started to shake, should you text him?
The monster.
What would he do to you? Rape you? Kill you? Track you down and steal your human soul and proceeded to take over the entire over world?
Ding. Your first batch of cookies were done. The were small and a little under cooked but that's better than burning them. You took a bite of one, They tasted like just normal eggs with a bit of a minty after taste. Thank god, you decided to pair them with a chocolaty base, they tasted just like thin mints now! He was right, your coworkers might actually like them.
The Potluck started off slow. Only about five another humans were there until noon. There were lots of "mini-meetings" about budgets and stats of the company you worked at. You weren't extremely high up in the company (basically working just a few places above the mail room), so you laid low, playing on you phone from time to time.
You dug in your pocket for your headphones to listen to music until more people showed up. You ended up pulling out the receipt again for the eggs you bought last night. Is there any chance for this moment to come back and burn you later? Probably but it doesn't matter, your head was running with curiosity. You slowly put the number into to your cell phone.
"Hey, are you the owner of the shop from last night?"
You bit your lip, the text sounded a little stupid but it works. You continued minding your own business, quietly eating food that others have brought. You felt special, in a weird way, for having the only monster ingredient in your cookies. But of course you'd never say that to anyone, especially to someone who has the authority to fire you.
You felt a buzz on the plastic table, it made you jump out of your seat. The monster had texted back.

"yah, you the egg girl?"
You blinked at his text, blushing a little bit. Not out of love or a crush though, out of anger? Why would someone ever call you that. It's just a little rude.

You texted back trying to keep your calm, "They liked them btw."

He texted back in and instant, "who?'

"My coworkers?" Duhhh, is what you wanted to put but no.

"ahh, sorry I forgot that, i guess i'm just a numbskull."
It made you chuckle a little to yourself, but also pity flooded your emotions as well. Another buzz happened on the table, he is double texting? Doesn't this monster not have any pride?

"when does your pot thing end?"

"Like in forty minutes, why?" You responded back, again a little curious.

"i just got in an item that i want you to check out." He responded.

"Can I get your name first before we hang out?"

"we arent hanging, just a store keeper showing off his goods."
You laughed at his text, what does this guy think he is? A comedian? He double texted again.
"sans is my name. dont wear it out."