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Written, scripted and directed by myself, ‘Boys Like You’ is an audio drama adaptation of the story of the same name, originally written by the amazing @hoppinwildely (otherwise known as 'those other things’ on ff.net). xx]
“He’s the poster boy for the delinquents, and she’s the valedictorian for her year. They end up in calculus together, and the rest is history."– those other things
Toriel teaches Sans how to bake. It’s a normal day for them both. Nothing can go wrong.
Fandom: Undertale Characters/Pairing: Sans/Toriel Rating: G Mirror Links: AO3, FF.net Notes: Written for this prompt by @myrobotlandlord as a quick story. :) Was meant to be shorter but why would that ever happen?
Sans is a quick learner, in all seriousness here. When the lady behind the door detailed to him the recipe for the butterscotch pie, it only took him an extra try or two to bake the treat without burning the filling, and only forgetting the milk that one time. Sometimes he does cheat a little, buying the premade pie crusts instead of making his own from scratch. But he’ll try anything once, and had gone through the ordeal of mixing the butter, beating up the dough, and even putting in the little details to the edges of the crusts for fun – by stamping his bro’s miniature skull-shaped cookie cutter that he used for his lasagnas. Essentially, Sans didn’t actually need pie-baking lessons.
“so like, you put in the flour, the salt, and the parmesan cheese, right?”
Toriel playfully plunked his skull with a rubber spatula, her muzzle upturned in a grin. “Of course not! You must mix the flour, the salt, and the sugar for the pie crust. And then you add the butter!”
“sugar, cheese, yeah i always get those confused.”
This was something that I wrote… oh, a pretty long time ago. Like, back at the beginning of 2016. It was sparked from watching fake vlogs based on fictional characters. Except I’m not capable of making an actual fake fictional vlog based on Astrid and Hiccup and so on, so I made a fic instead. Posting it because I was going through my httyd fic file, and was reminded of it. It was a fun idea :D
Astrid stared at the email in front of her, trying her best to decipher what was written. Or more accurately, trying to decide if this was some kind of scam or trick or if her professor had gotten drunk and mass emailed her future student list.
“A vlog?” she said, so shocked her voice had a kind of echo to it.
She was tempted to delete the email, call her advisor, and tell her she would not be taking “Advanced Media Communications” this semester. Or any remaining semester. But this was her last year. She needed this class—and needed it this semester—or she wouldn’t graduate.