Sans AUs Oneshots & Short Stories (Discontinued)

Cream: Leif's Flower Shop

"Thank you for shopping at Leif's Flower Shop! Come again."

Dream paused in his chores when he heard the cheerful tone his brother had. Nightmare was always on the more sassy side, even with their customers. He stood up from the floor, watering can in his hand, and turned to face the counter where his brother was positioned. He didn't look like anything special to Dream, and that was saying something. He was an average height wearing a black turtleneck sweater and had jet black eyes. The customer thanked Nightmare before he left, and his brother watched him leave. As soon as the door closed, Nightmare's head whipped towards him.

"You were nicer than usual," Dream pointed out. "What gossip did that one bring to the counter?"

"That dude.... was just so.... so hot," Nightmare stated. "And that means something. Everyone always looks like they just crawled out of a dumpster."

"Even me?" He asked, acting hurt as he turned his head.

"Ehh... you look like trash, yeah," he decided with a nod. "On a good day, you look like an accounting major going through a divorce and running on thirty minutes of sleep and a black coffee."

"Err..... if you were getting any ideas, you might wanna look outside," he murmured, looking away rather quickly.

Nightmare raised an eyebrow bone at Dream's sudden uneasiness. Following his suggestion, the goop-covered monster turned his head to look out the large window of the shop. Dream kept looking out of the corner of his eye, holding in his breath without being aware of it. The two of them looked out of the window just in time to see the previous customer hand his purchased bouquet of flowers to another guy, one who was wearing a dark blue and orange Nasa hoodie and licking an ice cream cone.

"I..... well, I didn't have any liking for him anyway," Nightmare grumbled, but Dream could tell he was a little devastated. Just a little. "I'm gonna go drown my irritation with coffee. Call me if the shop catches on fire, the zombie apocalypse starts, or your ex shows up."

"Will do," Dream replied, walking behind the counter to take his brother's spot. "Oh! That reminds me, how is your hand healing?"

"It's doing just fine," he replied as he walked through the door to the staff room. "I would say you should be more worried about his eye, but after what he did to you, he's lucky he's still alive."

"R-Right....." He nodded.

He put the watering can away where it belonged on the tool shelf, pulling the rubbery gloves off of his hands and throwing them off to the side. The door to the shop swung open and the bell above it let out a chime, and two teenagers walked in. One was an average height with hazel eyes and chin-length brown hair, wearing a blue shirt with a red stripe around the waist. The other was a shorter, scrawnier girl with chocolate-colored hair that was in a beautifully done braid, wearing a purple sweater and a navy blue overalls skirt, her one visible green eye looking around nervously.

"Hello, welcome to Leif's Flower Shop!" Dream chirped happily, greeting them with a smile and wave. "Is there anything specific you're looking for today?"

The girl with the braided hair paused in her steps, looking up at her companion. The hazel eyed teenager gave her a nod, and she headed into one of the aisles to look at the displays. The teenager with hazel eyes turned and looked at Dream, their face holding a small smile.

"We're just looking around. If Aliza sees anything she likes, then I'll buy," they explained. They looked over as the girl with braided hair came back up to them. "Hm? Did you find something?"

"U-Um..... there's a black rose....." Aliza muttered out, pointing over to where the flower was. "C-Can I have that one....?"

The teenager with the hazel eyes followed Aliza over to where the black rose was. When they brought it up to the counter, Dream got a better look at it. It was a beautiful little flower, it came with its very own little clay pot too. Aliza set it up on the counter and took a step back, letting her companion handle the transaction.