I decided to take Toriel to a little human run café called 'Starbucks', it was a pleasant smelling place with ample seats for us to chat at.

When we ordered our coffee, I turned to her with a bright smile. "Hey, after this, why don't we go see a movie?"

"Oh, Mettaton, that sounds lovely, really, but I have assignments to grade."

"Then after?" The barista gave me our drinks, and I handed her cup off.

"Teacher's meeting." She shook her head and took a sip. "Bleh too much cream."

We took a seat near the window, and Toriel pulled out a book on human etiquette, among a series that had been written for the sole purpose of helping monsters. "Really, Tori, you work yourself too hard." I said, but I don't think she heard.

I was enjoying the nice quietness, until the door swung open and 2 figures walked in, causing Toriel to drop her book in surprise. The first one was shouting, literally, some sort of story at the shorter of the two, who looked bored. Both were clearly monsters.

"Yes, but it really wasn't polite to kick me out! I was trying to help!" He exclaimed, successfully gaining the attention of everyone in the café.

"But bro, you did sort of barge in, during the middle of their filming." The shorter one shrugged, shuffling up to the counter and the bewildered barista.

"I didn't barge! I made a dramatic entrance halfway through."

Everyone had mostly gone back to their business, except Toriel who was staring. I chuckled and took a sip. "Toriel, darling, you're staring."

She looked at me and blinked. "Oh my was I? Sorry, that was just something."

I looked as the shorter one hopped up on the counter and grinned, a bit creepily. "My bro and I will have 2 coffees."

The barista managed to choke out "What size?"

"I don't know, drinkable size?"

"Extra, extra large!" The taller one grinned.

The barista muttered something foul and started to make their drinks.

When they had gotten their drinks, the shorter one noticed us sitting and made his way over to our seats.

"Hey, mind if we sit here? You two seem to be the only other monster folk here."

I shook my head. "Go ahead..." I craned my neck to read his cup. "Sans?"

"Sans the skeleton." His grin grew wider.

"Brother, look at this!" The taller announced. He was standing behind the counter, admiring the vast array of drink machines.

"Yeah, I see them!" He called. "Don't mind him, that's my brother Papyrus. He's a skele-ton of fun when he's not tired or hungry."

Toriel choked with a laugh, and Sans had to whack her back. "Sorry 'bout that! Didn't mean to make you choke."

She looked up with a wide smile. "No it's fine. I'm Toriel, by the way, and this is Mettaton."

"Nice to meet you." He stuck out a boney hand, and I was about to shake it, before his brother appeared beside us and slapped his hand away.

"No, Sans! That's not a good first impression!" I didn't understand what he meant until I saw the joy buzzer in Sans' hand.

"...oh."

I made eye contact with Toriel, and she smirked. What had we gotten ourselves into?