#surface verse

           Papyrus always did try and see the best in people and Sans didn’t doubt that his brother would do everything he could to help someone see that they could change. that there was good in them, even if they didn’t think so. Sans didn’t really care so much. didn’t bother really making an effort unless he really had to.            it wasn’t like he had any grounds to try, either. there were things about himself that he didn’t think would ever change. like the fact that he always kept so much to himself. that he lied through his teeth a lot just to keep Papyrus happy. his burdens were his own, after all.

                                   『 ❝ ‘course i guess it depends on the person. ❞ 』

           and whether or not they even wanted to change to begin with.

“you know, it’s funny, my brother would probably argue with it too.”

He had a drink clutched in his hand, half empty, and stared almost mournfully at the lingering contents. A funny thing, change. So many things changed when they reached the surface, and yet...

So much stayed the same too.

He looked back up at Sans, his eyelights leveled, and quirked up one side of his teeth, just a little, a crooked sort of smile.

“but i ain’t interested in what our brothers think. what do you think, sansy? can you change someone? you, yourself? have you ever?”

The rush hour had come, and the bakery was packed with customers. Emma rushed to get each customer's order as she wrote down their orders.  Three to Four PM was the busiest time of day for the little shop. Though it was common sense, College kids were the average customer at the shop.  The cafe was known for their mouth watering sweets and especially the imported chocolate. 

The rush had gone smoothly until a co-worker stormed into the back cussing every known slur in the book. She turned to Emma "Can you please, take care of a customer for me." The ginger nodded and walked out to the front noticing a customer at the checkout line

"Hello, I heard there was a commotion what seems to be the problem?"

The hottest heatwave has hit where they lived, Asriel was laying on the table wearing a bathing suit, dying from the heat. "Soooo hot out.....!"

@trashpanda-rp liked for a fluffy starter.

    Yesterday had been the first time Sans picked Hope up from school on the Surface, and in no real surprise, found her in tears. 

    He supposed it was bound to happen. Humans could be awfully mean, and the kid versions could be meaner (though, he honestly hadn't been much better at that age), but for all the gentle prodding in the world, Hope refused to talk about what had happened. The next day her usually bright eyes were still dulled with sadness, and it hurt far more than Sans had ever expected it to. 

    So he decided she would stay home from school that day. One skip wouldn’t hurt.

“hey pap look. i’m sherlock bones”

Removing the costume hat from the rack and placing it on his head with a wide smile, the smaller skeleton turned from the rack with a pivot to face his brother, his usual smile already etched on his face. While the human world was quite odd to get adjusted to, and contained many things that were far from welcoming to the monster group, Sans couldn’t deny that the pun opportunities were plentiful here.