My True Love Is Spicy (Yet Sweet)

Chapter 3; The Attempt, Questions and Answers

Someone was knocking on your door. No...someone was hammering on your door. Sitting up in bed, you throw the covers off of you. As quickly as you could stumble, you reach your door and yank it open, rubbing at your eyes.

"Sans, it's too early for-" You freeze as you try to understand what you were seeing. A large bouquet of (favourite flowers) was being thrust at you, and you instinctively grab it as the skeleton holding it starts talking.

"AH-HEm..hm...hm...human-er-(y/n), i would like to extend my deepest apologies and tell you there is no excuse for my behavior yesterday and missing such a crucial anniversary."

"...Paps? Um..." He looked like Stretch, but there was something...off. You grip the bouquet of (fave/flowers), taking careful breaths as you look him over. He was standing straight, his usual slouching stance gone. The usual honey-colored hoodie was on, and the black shorts, but there was a slight haughty twist to his skull, and he brushed at the clothes as if he was expecting to be wearing something else.

"now, today i shall take you wherever you wish to go, and devote my entirety to your happiness and satisfaction." He said,...through gritted teeth. You stare at him, and narrow your eyes before smiling brightly.

"Of course! I accept." Turning you walk back into your apartment. 

"Come in, and have a seat. I just need to get ready..." An idea was hatching, right alongside the cold burn of anger. You didn't know who this Papyrus was, looking exactly like Stretch, but you were certainly going to find out....

And finally get some answers about last night.

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You sit across from him, sucking your shake through the straw as you watch him try to drink from a bottle of honey. Everyone in the Shoppe was watching the two of you, and Muffet has been cleaning the exact foot of countertop for the past thirty minutes. He looks at you, and you give him a polite smile. There's a quick color change to his lights, and you feel your smile turn icy.

"So...are you sure you're feeling alright? You haven't finished even half of your bottle..." You pointedly look down at the plastic bear in his hand. He looks down at it as well, and you see him fight a grimace.

"....i believe i have had enough....where would you like to go next?"  Muffet's cloth slashes across the counter, and you move your hand from the table top to just under it, raising a single finger that only she would see. Finishing up the last bit of your shake, you go to stand. Immediately, he was up out of his seat and standing right by you, a hand offered for you to take. You froze, staring at it in surprise. You look up at him, and he waits for you to take it.

"...Um...thank you...?" You slide your hand in his, and he gently pulls you to your feet. Turning to the counter, he hands Muffet some monies.

"keep the change." She stares at him in shock, her mouth slack and her many eyes blinking. His hand goes to the small of your back, and you let him escort you to the door. He even puts your coat on, and slightly dazed, you let him. 

"You just....paid the bill...." He looks over at you, wrapping a scarf around his neck. 

"as one does at the end of a meal. now, where would you like to go next?" 

"But...you paid." You said, stressing the word. He scoffs, but catches himself and tries to mask it with a cough. Opening the door, he gives you a slight bow and nudges you outside.

"you say that like i shouldn't. isn't it customary to pay for your meals once you have finished?" 

"....." Okay, you definitely knew this wasn't Stretch. Well, you knew already, but this....an idea sparks, something you had wanted to do for a while.