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FSR!Papyrus/UT!Sans 250 Word Drabble
((Pointless fluff is fun tho, right?))
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"do you really understand what you're reading?" Slim had asked the skeleton at the study table before he could stop himself. Despite his immense anxiety, he was rarely able to avoid speaking when a thought popped into his head. His brother constantly told him off for it.
The other skeleton looked back at him with a lazy smile and, never breaking eye contact, turned his copy of 'Journal of Astrophysics' around to show that he had been hiding a joke book on the inside. "knock knock."
"uh... who's there?"
"0 K...."
"ok who?"
"hey buddy, absolute zero is no joking matter."
Slim couldn't help the small smile as he sat down across the table from the other. "but why the science book?"
The skeleton chuckled and set both the books down in front of him, leaning towards Slim while resting his chin on his palms. "to impress cute guys, i guess."
"does it work?"
"heh. you tell me."
The realization took a couple of seconds, but when it did, Slim's face was flushed. Was... was he the cute guy? That's what this jokester meant by that, right? Was he being stupid again or... "i, uh... i'm slim..."
"sans, at your service." Sans winked, only making his face more orange. "knock knock."
"........ who's there?"
"saturn."
"saturn who?"
"i saturn my phone, or i'd try and get your number."
His laugh was probably too loud for a library, but it only seemed to make Sans smile larger. He wrote his cell number on a reference sheet.
