The first person that I saw was Sans. He was sitting at the bar counter and gave me a big grin when he saw me.

"Hey there Flesh Girl," he said cooly as I handed him his usual ketchup. I let out a little laugh and looked at him.

"Flesh girl? What kind of nickname is that, Sans?" I clipped an order that I got from a customer onto the turny thingy. I faced him again to see him shrugging.

"Well, I figured that if you were going to call me Bones, I might as well call you something just as fitting, Flesh Girl," Sans explained. He took a swig of his ketchup as I leaned on the bar. "So I heard that there was quite the commotion here today while I was gone. You got anything to add to the rumors?" 

"Well, basically there was this dick head dog monster that grabbed my shirt and was all like 'raowr' and I was like 'ROAR, HANDS OFF' and then he was like 'Nooouu' and then Grillby came and shooed him away" I said all of this while grabbing random things that acted as the characters. I was a hair pin, the dog was a coin, and Grillby was the glass that he always cleans. 

Sans gave out a quiet snicker. "You know, you're really something." He gave me a noogie. "My hair! That took me forever to put in that bun/ponytail!" I faked a gasp, smiling all the while.

"Well," I said as I fixed my hair, "I better get to bar tending. I don't get paid to sit here and do nothing but talk to you, unfortunately." I turned away to take care of a customer. 

Magical POV switch :T

That's how the rest of the night went. Sans flirting and talking to y/n while she tried to tend to everyone, making sure they were happy and such and breaking up the occasional fight. She sighed as she plopped down onto her bed, making sure to take in as much comfort as possible. 

Wowza back to you! 

"Holy shit, tonight was a long night." I talked to myself as I changed into some pajamas. After changing, I plugged my phone back into my charger and hit the hay. "Tomorrow should be better." I whispered to the nothingness as I let the tranquility of sleep take over. 

WHOO ITS MORNING!! GET UP LAZYBONES

My alarm went off causing me to leap out of my bed and legit do some sort of ninja pose. I looked around the room only to realize that it was the alarm. I smoothed my hair down and went to get some clothes. It was then I realized I technically didn't't have any. I frowned and put on the clothes that Sans lent me and rushed upstairs. I found Grillby cooking some pancakes in the kitchen. 

"OOH, pancakes are yummy!" I exclaimed. Grillby turned around with a spatula in his hands. It was then that I realized he was wearing some normal clothes rather than a sui and tie. He had on som basketball shorts and a plain green shirt. 

"HI there y/n. How come you're looking like Sans a little bit?" He questioned. He seemed to be an early bird due to how chipper he is. 

"Well, I wa ust going to eat to that. I need some clothes actually. Um, the ones I have are dirty,.and uh..torn. I was hoping that we could maybe go shopping." I messed with my fingers, twining them together and such. Grillby turned around to flip the pancake that was on the pan as he replied. 

"Well of course." Grillby said. "But perhaps we should eat first." He turned back around to face me with a late full of pancakes in his hands. I grinned "Agreed."

Timity toom skip

I grinned as I shielded my eyes from the sun. It was pretty nice outside, the sun was shining brightly, there were beautiful flowers, and birds were tweeting everywhere. Yes, today is a great day. I looked back up at Grillby to see that he had walked a little bit ahead as I enjoyed how nice it was. Grillby and I had decided to walk to a local Target to get clothes. 

I jogged to catch up to Grillby then said "So, is there a limit to how much I can get oorrr....what?" Grillby kept walking. He seemed to be deep in thought. "Grillby? Dad? Helloo." I waved my hand in front of his face. 

"Sorry, Y/N I was just thinking about something. What did you need?" Grillby looked down at me with a smile on his face. I repeated my question from earlier. "There is no limit. We essentially have you starting from scratch here so you can get whatever you want." I nodded excitedly and continued our walk. It wasn't too long before we got to the Target that we were on our way to.

We walked inside and a breeze hit our faces. I glanced around at all the stuff they had. There was some very tempting sodas and other junk foods to the right. I started drooling a little at the mere thought of having some. Did I mention that I LOVE food? Well I do.

Grillby ushered me forward to keep me from eating it. After aimlessly walking around and chatting, we finally got to where we were headed. The clothes section. There were some clothes that reminded me of Sans and Papyrus. I grabbed the white crop top and large blue sweater that said "Trust me. I'm not interested" off the rack and shoved them in my cart.

By the time I was done

(These images are more for the clothes themselves and the shoes. Also you have more than just this. You've dresses and sporty stuff and all that junk)

I had endless  pairs of clothes and shoes. 

It took Grillby and me a while just to find stuff I liked and to drag it all home. By the time we got it all home, it was dark out and fireflys were coming out. I took it all to my room and dumped it there before jumping into the sweet  sweet  comfort of my bed. 

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