The stout monster shuffled his way through the chilling snow at a leisurely pace; hands in pockets and head tilted back slightly in a relaxed fashion. Once he was within talking-range he slipped his left hand out and motioned a lazy wave, "'Sup Lupina?" he greeted with a mild chuckle. Her genuine eagerness and cheerful demeanour had always been a welcoming sight for as long as Sans could remember, and this time was no exception.

The skeleton gave a guilty shrug, "Sorry about that. Losing track of time has been a habit I've developed recently." he apologised and omce he was beside her they had started the usual route of patrol. Ordinarily he'd much rather stay at his post and avoid any unneeded exercise, but on nights like these he could make the exception when with company.

Sans was about to bring up some conversation with the fellow canine when something had caught his attention and by contrast with his movements earlier, his skull snapped towards the direction of what presumably was the snapping of a branch and the utterance of someone.
'That's different.' he thought to himself.

He was very good at his job after all, despite what many might have assumed.

"Hey." he called out to the monster before casting Lupina a wary side-glance of caution and then continued, "Everything okay there?"

Just like before hearing her laughter was a delight for Sans, if not leaving him to want to hear more.
“Cheers, Tori.” he said nonchalantly as the skeleton shuffled his way in with a casual smile. His left hand buried its way back into his pocket and the other continued to balance the cardboard box so as to not drop it and spill its contents. While the skeleton was used to the frosty climate of Snowdinhe was still willing to humor the offer, “Yeah it was a little chilly. A drink sounds nice, what do you have?” he asked before setting down the box onto the table and opened its top. Maybe even a slight tint of blue surfaced on his cheek bones when she mentioned that she was happy to see him again, “Always cool to see you too Tori. And, uh, I just wanted to drop by and check in on you after – well, everything. To make sure that you’re okay?”

The skeleton hen stepped aside to reveal that inside the box was a pie – Snails Pie to be exact. Unfortunately it wasn’t the prettiest-looking pie either, it was lopsided, burnt spots here and there and the decorative snail shells were either half-sunken-in on the crusty surface or half falling out, “I even had a go at making your favourite pie. It’s nowhere near as good as your pies but I thought to save you the trouble.” he then noticed the splash of white on his sleeve and quickly dusted it off with a bony hand, “Went a little crazy with the flour though. Heh.”

_{In Character Date & Time: 14th November UUY 1}

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The day after June and Austin had left, around mid-afternoon, a certain stout monster had decided to visit the former queen in the Ruins. Having been here at least once before, he was able to take one of his 'Shortcuts' and appeared just beside the tree in front of her home. The skeleton was smiling as always, however he did feel his soul beat a little faster than usual as he looked at the home with both anticipation and excitement. In his hand was flat, medium-sized cardboard box and it balanced rather gracefully atop of his right, bony hand. There was a bit of flour splashed on one of the blue sleeves of his jacket and he had chosen to wear a white pair of fluffy slippers today too.

Soon enough Sans shuffled on towards the front door - despite it being at a leisurely pace his soul continued to race as he got closer. He then raised a left hand and rattled it twice against the wooden entryway, "Knock. Knock."

Sans, whom had been getting ready in his room at a leisurely pace suddenly appeared on his usual side of the couch with his hands resting behind his skull and foot resting over the opposite knee. A purple gift bag accompanied beside the elder; its contents could be easily seen if one were to look into it thanks to his minimalistic efforts in wrapping the simple yet thoughtful gift. He was wearing his usual clothing, except his jacket seemed to be a slightly deeper blue than usual - possibly a new one but of the same design.

"Cool. Let's go." he grinned after Papyrus showed up.

With that the brothers had disappeared from the confines of their home in an instant.

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Mere seconds after Riverperson had arrived, she and Zarc's sibling would find themselves suddenly greeted by two more monsters appearing seemingly out of thin air. When their feet had touched the snow once again, the shorter of the two announced, "What do you get when two skeletons decide to join a party?" he asked casually before stretching his grin further, "One hell of a good party, that's what."

In his hand his gift hung casually from his phalanges, which swayed slightly as Sans gave a lazy wave at the pair, "'Sup? Who else are we meeting up with here?"

Updated~

"Heh, you have a fair point." Sans replied as he followed Zydras shortly behind, "I could go for either tea of cocoa. Fine with both. Though, not now; I'm happy with what I've got."
He chuckled again, "It probably does, maybe I might start calling him GCP for short. See what he thinks."

On their way out Sans spotted River Person; whom was wearing a number of things he certainly recognised on the fly. He also idly took note of the monsters at the table she was with; none of them particularly caught his attention.

His grin stretched wider.

Just as he walked past he called out to her, "Hey River, good to see you. Say hi to Zarc for me. Guy owes me 20g too, heheheheheh." he chuckled.

Fia's eyes lit up when the skeleton walked past, "Sansy!"
"Hey Fia."
"Hope you're well! Oh! And your order should come in on Monday! I checked!"
"Awesome," he replied casually before his grin and voice, oddly enough, grew to look and sound rather untrustworthy, "no one will be safe."

With that the skeleton walked out, waving a quick farewell to Lesser Dog before he exited the cafe.

As always Sans' smile remained permanently plastered on his face, but being able to tell when it's genuine or not was often quite the challenge. Those whom he's particularly close to, however, were often able to pick up when any shadows cast or how curves coiled were lying. This time however, he maintained his genuine smile upon the mention of Papyrus.
"He's doing great. Working really 'down to the bone'." he winked, "Did you hear? Papyrus also got accepted into the Royal Guard by Undyne herself last night. Something he's always wanted. I'm proud of him. 'N' I'll also take a tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich for me. To go."

The skeleton found himself laughing lightly with the fire elemental, not only finding his own jokes funny but also hearing someone else laughing was rather contagious. When he offered to pay for Sans, the Sentry lightly raised a hand in protest, "Woah there. Did you just mutate for a stop codon? 'Because you're talking nonsense.' It's cool dude, you don't have to pay for me."
'I don't wanna feel like I have to owe ya.' he thought.

He then side-stepped along with Zydras to continue their conversation. He chuckled again, "I kept telling the universe, 'hey, being incidental is my thing'." Sans shrugged, "Sounds cool but I'm pretty beat. Didn't get much sleep in last night. Managed to power nap at best, really. Later down the track sounds nice though."

Not long later, the bell at the front door announced it's next customer. A skeleton wearing his favourite blue jacket shuffled in, stretching out his arms with a loud yawn in the process. As usual, his signature smile was about his face as he leisurely made his way to the front counter; not really paying much mind to the monsters present in the busy cafe.

He then rested a right arm on the counter and his left hand still buried in a pocket. He then casually knocked on the counter twice with a rhythm reminiscent of a joke of sorts, "Heya. I was just wondering if you sell your coffee beans here?" he asked the employee behind the counter.