Family Shopping Trip

Chapter 4.

Last chapter.

Asgore and Toriel, with the kids, Undyne, and Papyrus in tow, were now browsing the aisle of kitchenware.

"How about these ones?" Asgore suggested, pointing to a box of elegant looking dishware.

"They look nice," Toriel replied, "but, are they microwave safe?"

While they examined the product closely, Undyne was pacing around impatiently, wanting something to do.

"Ugh, this is boring," the fish woman grumbled, "we gotta do something!"

"Well we can't exactly get too crazy now," Papyrus affirmed, "we'll get in trouble, plus, we're surrounded by fragile wares."

Undyne thought about.

"Oh, I know," Undyne said, "let's play 'would you rather?'."

"Um...I don't know if that's a good idea," the tall skeleton replied awkwardly, "...considering..."

He glanced at Frisk and Asriel, who were standing close by them, looking up at them curiously, while they stood in front of a shelf of kids' eating utensils.

"Ah, well, we'll keep it G-rated." the fish woman said.

"A G-rated game of 'would you rather?'" Papyrus responded dubiously, "Is that even possible?"

"Let's just try it;" she voiced, "so...would you rather...um...eat an entire box of raw spaghetti noodles or...drink an entire jug of pure lemon juice?"

Papyrus thought about.

"Hmm...gee, I don't know," he replied, "either option would leave one unbearably parched, the raw spaghetti would be more time consuming, but...I guess the lemon juice, ya know, cause, that's more of a challenge...maybe."

"'Kay, now give me one." Undyne instructed.

"Okay, would you rather...um...have all sidewalks converted into conveyor belts or have all hills outfitted with catapults at the bottom?"

"Pffft...catapults, duh!" Undyne responded, "Thought both of those sound awe-some!"

They were silent for several seconds.

"This is BORING!" the fish woman hollered.

"All right," Toriel said then, "I think this will do it."

She placed a new product in the cart.

"Come on, kids," Agore said, "let's head for the checkout now, odds are someone else is already waiting for us."

"Oh thank God!" Undyne groaned.

The six of them then headed for the front of the store with three full carts.

On the way, Undyne spotted Alphys making her way in the same direction they were going, only something seemed off about her. The lizard scientist seemed to be unable to walk in a straight line and was bumping into things.

"Alphys?" Undyne called.

"Undyne!" Alphys called back, "Hey, perfect timing."

The lizard woman unsteadily made her way toward the group, apologizing to patrons she bumped into along the way.

"Hey guys," she mumbled, "I got all the stuff on the list."

"Um...you okay?" Undyne asked.

"I'm good," Alphys said, "though I probably shouldn't have smelled all those products so intently."

"That's not a safe thing to do, Alphys." Asgore voiced.

"I couldn't help it," the lizard scientist responded, "everything smelled so good, the viscous liquids, the straight liquids, the powders, I spent nearly fifteen minutes taking it all in before I remembered why I was there."

She was silent as everyone looked at her strangely.

"My head hurts now." she whined.

"No harm done," Toriel said, "we'll be on our way, just as soon as Sans comes with the groceries."

"Hey, where is Sans," Undyne wondered, "he had the easiest department, shouldn't he have been, like, the first one done?"

"Ah, you never know when it comes to my brother," Papyrus sighed, "I suppose I'll have to go look for him."

"Can we help look for Sans?" Frisk asked Toriel.

"Yes, let's," Toriel said, "in the meantime, Asgore can proceed to the checkout."

"Wait, by myself?" Asgore responded.

"I'll help you, Asgore." Undyne said.

"Me too," Alphys said, "I don't feel like walking much more, anyway."

Meanwhile, in the baking aisle, Sans was still talking to the spider-woman baker, Muffet, unaware of how much time had passed.

After talking for so long, they had finally exchanged phone numbers.

"So, have you been texting long?" Sans asked.

"No, actually, I only just recently got a cellphone," Muffet said, "after realizing it was more convenient than having everyone I know call the bakery if they needed to talk to me."

"You don't have a house phone?" the short skeleton questioned curiously.

"Well, actually, I reside in a loft above my bakery," Muffet affirmed, "so...the bakery phone technically is my home phone."

Sans nodded in response.

"Well, that must make answering the phone difficult if it's in the room below you." He voiced.

"That's why I have my spiders man the phone if I ever step out of the bakery." she stated.

"Ah, that-" he was responding.

"Sans!" he suddenly heard.

Looking at the end of the aisle, Sans saw his brother standing with Toriel, Frisk, and Asriel.

"Sans, come on," Toriel said, "we're ready to go."

"Oh, right," the short skeleton replied, "coming."

He turned back to Muffet.

"Well, you have my number, I have yours," he said to her, "text me sometime and I'll text you."

"Agreed," the spider-woman replied, "bye Sans."

Sans waved as he backed towards the group waiting for him.

"Did you get everything, Sans?" Toriel asked.

"I sure did, Tori." Sans said.

"Well then, let's go already," Papyrus affirmed, "it's almost lunchtime."

"That's right," Toriel said, "to the checkout."

The group returned to the front of the store, where Asgore, Undyne, and Alphys were nearly done sending everything they already had through the checkout station. Toriel pushed the cart of groceries up to the station and the three began to send them through.

"Splendid, we're all done," Toriel voiced, "and it's not even noon yet."

"Yeah, now we can go home and eat," Undyne voiced, "that being said, can I make lunch when we get home?"

"Aw, I wanted to cook." Papyrus whined.

"Now now," Toriel said, "we can all cook together, but, before then, we'll have to decide what to make."

They then heard the ring of the cash register.

"Okay, everything ready." Asgore said.

He, Toriel, and Undyne each grabbed a cart that was full of bagged products.

"So, did everyone have fun?" Toriel asked.

Everyone responded positively.

"Are you happy with everything you got, dear?" Toriel asked Asriel.

"I sure am, Momma." the goat boy answered happily.

"We'll have to do this again sometime," Papyrus said, "maybe next, I'll be able to keep up with Undyne."

"I wouldn't count on it," Undyne responded, "but, your ambition is admirable."

"Enough, you two," Asgore said, "it's one thing to roughhouse at home, but, doing it in a busy, public establishment is too hazardous."

"Ah, come on, sir," Undyne said, "we may have had a mishap or too, but, nothing too catastrophic happened."

Just then, Alphys stumbled forward, but, still woozy from her intake of cleaning product scents, she collided with a magazine rack, knocking it over into another rack, creating a domino effect as an entire row of stocked, lightweight shelves fell one by one down the full length of the front of the store. The incident caught the attention of nearly every patron in the store.

Undyne quickly picked Alphys up, tucking her under her arm, and hurried for the exit.

"We weren't here," the fish woman cried, "cheese it!"

With that, the family rushed out of the store.

Yay, that's done.

Hopefully more fics, fun, dramatic, romantic, or whatever I decided, to come.