Funny Tumblr Post About Scootaloo Loves Sans

The sun has almost set and the streetlights begin to turn on. It's almost time to close. The little café you work at is completely empty, it has been since 3 in the afternoon. Today was a slow day and since you were the only employee working it was also unbearably boring. Since you had no clients all the cleaning was done already. You were just waiting for the end of your shift to finish up a few things and finally leave.

Now all that is left to do is take out the trash. You go to the back with the trash bags of the day. But just as you're about to put them in the bin you notice a…figure. Thin and tucked in between the bin and the wall.

You scream and back away ! The figure trembles. It seemed it was spooked as well. Now the thin figure is trying to hide behind it's own arms. This silly gesture makes you calm down a bit.

"W-what are you doing back here ??!" you say

The person hesitates a while…..and finaly lifts it's finger to the trash bags.

"C-can I….have this…??" they say softly

"Huh ?"

GroooOOOOOooooooOOOOOOwl !!

"O-ow" The figure bends over

"Hm???"

What now appears as a young man is squeezing his roaring belly with his arms right in front of you. You start feeling bad for the guy. He looks terrible, thin, badly dressed and in pain.

"I-I'm sorry.." you begin "There is..no food n this trash."

"H-huh ?!!" His expression is one of deep despair

"W-we only serve drinks here….so our trash is only full of plastic cups…"

"O-oh………" He looks to the ground we profound sadness, his stomach crying even more loudly.

"G-good day than.." He starts trying to get up but struggles. His long thin legs are shaking and he wobbles.

"w-wait !" You catch him just before he falls. "I-I don't think you should walk right now !" You are now carrying him as his legs give out and he lets all his weight on you. He is taller than you, but is worringly light.

"No choice….gotta find…..food…" His deep voice is becoming fainter and fainter. You can let him go like that ! What to do ?! Think ! Think !

"O-oh ! I know !" You say "M-my lunch ! I didn't finish it today !" The boy regains a bit of strength and looks at you with big eyes. "Y-you could have the rest !" His eyes become full of sparkles and he stands on his own feet again.

"R-really !!?Y-you'd do that !??"

"Of course ! I-it's only half a sandwich tho…s-sorry…"

"A WHOLE HALF !??'

You lauah a bit. "Y-yes…a WHOLE half..haha ! Let's get in and eat, alright?"

He nods vigorously and follows you inside. You give him the rest of your sandwich and prepare him a coffee too cause why not ! The unknown boy watches them like if they were treasure and seem to hesitate to dig in, even tho you can see him drooling a bit and his tummy is still buzzling.

"You…can start eating you know."

"R-right…!" He starts eating slowly, savoring every bite and smiling joyfully. When he's almost finish you decide maybe it's a good time to ask him a few questions.

"So…hm….what's your name ? I-I'm Y/N by the way."

"Wither….thanks Y/N……"

"And hm…..do you often hang out next to our garbage bin ?"

"N-NO !….hm……sometimes….."

"O-oh…..well, you could always come in you know !"

"Can't…..Got no money……and I don't like people…."

"O-oh………I see…." This guy seems strange….but surprisingly nice ! "You…seemed really hungry…when did you last ate ?"

"…………………too long ago…."

"O-oh.." You hearts aches a bit. You feel bad for him. You're not the richest but things never got this bad for you. You think of other ways you could help this weirdo out. And then it hits you ! The tip jar ! 16,55$ It wasn't much, today was a slow day, and you were planning on spending today's tips on a bubble tea….but you thought this guy needed it more.

"Hey Wither ?" He seemed startled by his own name and perks up.

"Take this !" You took all the money from the tip jar a put it in his hands. He looks astonished and looks at you.

"A-are you sure ?? B-b-but it's so much !!"

"Uh…yeah ! It's all for you ! Spend it wisely !" (16 bucks ? So much?) you think to yourself.

"T-t-thank you…..A-and thanks for the sandwich !! A-And the drink ! And…uh…uh…"

"Hey ! It's no trouble ! You seem to feel a bit better I'm glad !" His cheeks get a bit red and he turns away shyly.

"I…won't forget it..Y/N………I-I gotta go now…e-excuse me.." he does a little polite bow and goes towards the back door.

"O-okay ! Come back anytime !" He stops in his tracks and looks sad all of the sudden.

"I….I can't do that…..s-sorry…"

"Han ? why…not ?"

"Can't say……..sorry.."

"O…kay…w-well…good luck then !"

"Hm…" He smiles at you under his mask and walks out the door.

You wondered if he was ever gonna come back to your little café, but he never did.

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