Childish nonsense - MF!Sans - Kaitlyn
"AWwWH! look at these cuties, Sans!"
Kaitlyn jumped up from her crouching position, almost knocking down some other products. They swung from the impact, but she ignored it. Sans' eyes snapped to the swinging items.
"Jeez, kid, calm down." He huffed when he saw that none of the products had actually fallen and Kaitlyn had completely ignored it.
Kaitlyn was jumping in place like a child trying candy for the first time. Sans placed a rough, firm hand on her head. "Okay, kiddo, calm it."
Kaitlyn stopped her excited, erratic skip steps. She shot Sans a glare because of it, murmuring a curse under her breath, before shoving the piece into his face. She was practically about to burst from the shine of it, the sun's rays reflecting off the thing. Sans had to turn his head slightly to the side before he turned back, only to have the item shoved even closer into his face, touching his teeth.
He shoved a hand down to get it out of his face and took Kaitlyn's arm with it, holding it in front of him at a better distance. "What is it?" His eyes finally focused on the product. Kaitlyn's arm shook continuously without stopping, her smile never faltering, excitement radiating off of her as her feet began to stim again.
Sans and her were already at the checkout. There was a shelf there with some offers of the usual things: hair clips, hair stylers, and much more. Sans already wanted to get out of here. This place wasn't exactly monster friendly, and shopping with Kaitlyn was another reason he just wanted to leave.
"Hehehe! Ain't it cute?" Kaitlyn's voice cut through his processing thoughts. Without a second thought, he said, "This is for children."
Kaitlyn stopped all movement suddenly. Everything died down in a slow, deliberate motion, stopping completely. She stared into his eyes as if she was processing his words and had frozen up from confusion.
The cashier stood there quietly, glancing at Sans then at Kaitlyn before they let out a huff that was the closest to a held-back laugh. Kaitlyn's eyes immediately snapped to the cashier, who quickly gathered themselves, hands folded in front of them with an awkward smile attempt on their face.
Kaitlyn then glanced at Sans, still in disbelief at his comment. She removed her arm from his hold in a slow motion, taking the cute hair clips she found. She leaned down at her hold. "Lyn, ya' don't have any hair ta' need hair clips."
"If I wouldn't have hair, then I would be bald," she answered, exhaling the words without breaking eye contact. A small line had started to build up behind them, but it was outside of their notice and very far from their care.
Kaitlyn squinted her brows. Did he seriously need to say that at the counter, with people standing behind them, with his generally rumbling voice? Did he want to embarrass her? She didn't take that as some brotherly joke between the two of them, which happened between them simultaneously. With how furrowed Kaitlyn's brows became, she didn't take it lightly at all.
Kaitlyn moved ever so slowly closer to Sans, still without breaking eye contact. In a slow, deliberate motion, she placed the hair clips onto the counter before harshly sliding them just enough for them to land in front of the cashier's scanner.
Still never breaking eye contact, she said, "I don't care if it's for a newborn. I don't care if it's for a fetus. Frankly, I don't really care. It's cute."
She immediately ceased the space, moving away, turning toward the cashier. She offered a smile with her closed eyes and crinkled hands, letting out a small giggle as she folded her arms.
Sans stared at her, his mouth twisting in a furrow at her reaction, his bone brows slightly twitching.
"Frankly, I don't think Latte should know about the amounts of G you spent on mustard last Friday. But that's just a thought," she casually added as she flexed her fingers, checking out her nails like the inside of her fingernails weren't covered in utter dirt. Her demeanor switched and her body language changed too, into an attitude that made Sans stop all of his movement, his magic pupils momentarily vanishing from his eyes.
"Ring it up."
A satisfied smile reached her. She let out a giggle as she folded her hands in front of her.
Exiting the store, she held the door for Sans as he carried the two bags in his hands. Kaitlyn bowed dramatically. "After you, miss," she said in an elegant, high, forced English accent, seeing the people inside staring at them.
The two walked through the streets. Kaitlyn shuffled through the bag Sans carried while walking, digging hard and making the bag's weight lower. Not that it was a struggle for Sans, but he was precisely two seconds away from slamming his little sister into the pavement.
"AHA! found it!" Kaitlyn announced happily, taking her new hair clips off their handle and putting them in her hair. Sans still hadn't spoken a word since they were in the store, and Kaitlyn noticed. She offered him a bright smile as she applied her hair clips.
"Next time you want to talk about my hair, remember that you aren't the only one who has ears in this family," she casually pointed out in a pleasant tone, once again flexing her hands and checking the same dirt-filled nails. It was obvious she was just pushing Sans' buttons for the fun of it.
"Plus, no need to be insecure of you not having any hair to begin with, projecting insecurities on me wont do ya' any justice, frat."
She giggled, stepping closer to Sans, her smile never faltering, as they stopped at a red light at the traffic. She stepped onto her toes, leaning to where his ears should be.
"You're my bitch, stupid," she harshly whispered, slightly spitting against his skull before blowing against his nonexistent ear.
She returned to folding her arms in front of her, her smile never vanishing, just getting tighter and growing. She didn't need to look to her side to see Sans' empty sockets glaring directly at her soul.
