Y’know, you don’t really fit in that well. But hey, I won’t stop you from pretending to be the new monster in town. Just don’t be surprised when you get a few odd looks, ‘kay?

Chuckling to himself, Sans slipped his hands into his pockets, walking beside the glitchy skeleton in the snowy weather. He had his hood over his head, glancing at you occasionally while also observing the questioning looks from other monsters in the area. Sans found it to be hilarious, but cute at the same time. Normally most people wouldn’t go so far to try and impress him, much less actually move to his area after he expressed a slight interest. Spotting Grillby’s, Sans threw his arm around your shoulder, gesturing towards the establishment with a grin.

Ate anything today? No? I didn’t think so, cmon, let’s grab some grub. I’ll put it on my tab, don’t sweat about costs of nothing. My treat. I could go for a bottle of ketchup anyways, especially since my bro will be hoarding the kitchen the whole day. Not like I was planning on cooking.

With a shrug, Sans let you inside the dim building, pushing the door open and pulling you inside after him by your sleeve. The chatter inside suddenly quieted down at the sight of you. Some monsters were blatantly staring and talking amongst themselves, while others were trying to be more polite, and mind their business, but it was clear you stood out like a sore thumb.