The Way of the Lost - (Underfell Sans x Reader) || Discontinued

~Chapter 23~

"Never forget anything that made you smile."

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*(Y/n) POV*

You had tucked your carry-on bag, with your valuable things like your phone, charger, computer, a book, and some of your favorite granola bars, in the overhead cubbies. Even though, you didn't read much, you were quite a fan of graphic novels and other story books.

At least your companions can fit into these seats comfortably along with the tall ceiling.

Both you, Alphys, and Toriel announce where you're all traveling to. Hawaii. A tropical island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean where the wedding has been planned. The gang had more or less gasped in their ways as they continued their livid chatter. Talking about what could be there and what they could do.

"Greetings passengers, this is your captain speaking."

You all snap your heads up to the speakers on the tall white ceiling.

"Welcome aboard onto the best ride you'll ever experience," The captain says enthusiastically. "Please tune in to the flight attendant's following directions, please, and thank you for choosing our airlines."

The speakers give a little 'bloop' and die down. Waiting impatiently to get this plane trip over with (even though first-class was pretty awesome), you look around the cabin.

Papyrus and Mettaton sat next to each other in front of you while the Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, and Frisk were happily chatting together on your left. Undyne and Alphys, of course, sat together next to the robot and Papy. Sans sat next to you with a worried expression while he looked out the window.

It was scarcely silent between the two of you. So you tried to make up some kind of small talk to break the quiet.

"So, how do you like this trip so far?" You ask, turning your head up to him. "Even though we haven't even started," you add. He thinks for a moment.

"dunno," Sans pauses then sighs. "i just hope there's some people in haweewee who aren't like those stupid ass humans like in ta city."

You inwardly wince at the last part. Oh yes, there were some downright stupid people in the city. There are more good people in the city than bad ones, he's not wrong. But you weren't sure about Hawaii.

"One, it's Hawaii," Sans mutters a little 'whatever' as you continue. "Two, please don't cuss if you can, not thatIcarereally..." You mumble the last few words. "Three, I don't know if the people of Hawaii will-,"

You were cut off by the sound of a phone being picked up blares through the speakers.

"Welcome passengers, I'm your trusty flight attendant Kirk Jenkins." A man with a high pitched, metallic voice speaks with much happiness.

"If you decide to leave you will not be allowed access back on board and parachutes are not included."

A few waves of laughter ring out throughout the plane. You smile at the enthusiasm this guy has.

A nervous, scrawny woman in flight-attendant-uniform with brunette hair steps into the first-class cabin with something yellow in her hands. Her expression displays confusion and fear at the sight of your Monster companions but is partially masked with a red lipgloss smile.

"Here at our airlines, we like to keep up with all the latest fashion trends." Kirk pauses, takes in a breath before continuing. "In the event this flight becomes an ocean cruise, all you lucky people get your own itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini beneath your seat!" The scrawny woman then lifts up the yellow thingy in her hands which ended up being a life jacket.