Two weeks had quickly passed by, and with the approach of Christmas, many of the city streets had been decorated with colorful, sparkly lights.

Grillby hummed a Christmas song he had heard on the radio and looked around at every store.

His mind was placed directly on Sans.

"What can I get him?" He muttered under his breath.

'Think Grillby... think... but do not over think it' he mentally noted.
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"what!? oh my asgore, hell no!" Sans gasped, playfully pushing Magnus to the side.

"Oh come on hahaha! Just do the hot stuff with him and give him the bonezone for Christmas. I know you both truly want that. I could buy you the mistletoe anytime, you know." Magnus smirked, grabbing a mistletoe from the store shelf and waving it in front of Sans' face.

Sans blushed a deep shade of blue and huffed.

"that's not funny." he rolled his eyes.

"You know you wanna laugh. I can hear your voice holding in a laugh." Magnus asserted.

Sans exhaled, letting out a soft chuckle.

"okay you got me there."

Sans and Magnus looked around for a few more minutes.

They just couldn't seem to find the right gift for them.

"What do you think I should get for my dad?" Magnus asked, placing a collection of Christmas stickers back on the shelf and turning to look Sans.

"how am i supposed to know? you should be the one to know. you've known him since the day you were born!"

"Right."

"but! from what i know, he seems like a more formal guy, kind of like when grillby is at work and is stressed. get him a stress reliever or something, like a massage recliner or something" Sans joked.

"Actually, I should..." Magnus realized, placing a hand under his chin thoughtfully.

"wait. i was just joking-"

"Thanks for the idea, dude. I know exactly where to go, come on!" Magnus exclaimed, his now bright, red flames dancing around with content.

Magnus grabbed Sans by the sleeve and pulled him out the store into the mall's humongous hallway filled with pathways to different stores.

"where are w-"

Before Sans could even finish his question, Magnus began running, still having a hold of Sans' sleeve.

Dang he was a fast runner, but to Sans' luck, that was bad, for as if that weren't the case, he wouldn't be being tripping all over the place like an idiot.

"hold up! i'm not that fast!" he shrieked, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his other hand.

"Don't be a pussy. We're almost there!" Magnus manically laughed.

In just about a few seconds that felt like an eternity, the two came to a complete stop.

Sans panted, putting his hands on his knees, still trying to catch his breath.

That was literally the most exercise he had done in a long time.

"This is perfect." Magnus contemplated something.

Sans looked up.

It was a black leathered massage recliner he was contemplating.

A fucking massage recliner.

"that?" Sans snorted.

"Yep" Magnus grinned.

"that.... that is actually perfect for him. hahaha" Sans began laughing at the realization.

Magnus joined the laughs soon after.

"I can't believe I'm giving my dad a fucking massage recliner!" He cried out.

The two began getting some confused stares from people walking past by, but they didn't care.

You know why?

Because it was a massage recliner they were getting Ignatius for Christmas.
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Grillby sighed.

He was at the jewelry store, looking at some engagement rings.

Was it too soon?

He and Sans have been dating for close to about nine months, but... it just felt like it had been much longer than that.

He has had loved him for so long-for years-it now confused him wether he should propose or not.

He truly loved him with all his soul.

He wanted to live his life at his side, maybe even form a family in a distant future.

Grillby looked into his pocket.

He only had two gold pieces and a twenty dollar bill-more than enough thankfully.

Humans seemed to really like gold.

Every gold piece was worth an astonishing $9,264! (For those that live in Europe that's 7816.22 Euro)

"May I help you with something, sir?" The employee behind the glass counter asked with a kind smile.

It was obvious she knew what Grillby was thinking, and it was obvious to whom he was giving it to since he just seemed to be so stuck at the male rings section.

"I'm not really sure..." Grillby nervously laughed, lightly blushing.

The employee softly chuckled and pointed at a glossy silver ring, that had tiny specks of diamonds engraved on its edges.

"This one is a handmade one. It's pure, one of the best quality. It may be a bit expensive but I think it is definitely is worth it." She said, taking the ring and handing it to Grillby.

Grillby took the ring and instantly fell in love with the design.

He took a few glimpses around it.

It was perfect.

"How much does it cost?" Grillby asked, handing the ring back.

"About $1,780" She answered.

Grillby looked at the ring and took a deep breath.

"I-I'll buy it."
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"this is hilarious."

"Pfft. Shut up, man. I'm driving." Magnus chortled, throwing an empty bottle of Gatorade at Sans.

"how am i supposed to remain quiet when we literally have a massage recliner tied up on the back of your truck."

Magnus let out a shaky breath, attempting to keep his composure.

"a massage recliner" Sans whispered, leaning a bit closer to Magnus so that he could be heard even more.

Magnus couldn't hold it anymore, he instantly bursted into laughter resulting in him slightly diverting from the highway.

"Beep! Beep!" A car behind beeped, getting Magnus back on track in a snap.

"See what you made me do?!" He screeched, still laughing, taking off his shoe and throwing it at Sans while still looking ahead of him.

Sans' mind just kept on picturing Magnus, Ignatius' 28 year old son, just going up to his dad and and giving him that on Christmas.

'i can already tell this christmas is definitely gonna be one of the best' he thought, leaning back on his seat once his laughter died out.
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Grillby got into his car and put his head down on the steering wheel, taking out the small black box out of his pocket and opening it.

He looked at the ring intently.

'Should I? Or should I not?'
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Winter break started. You know what that means? *Puts on shades*

Hell yeahhhh! Sansby.

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