Sans never was one for a suit. They were uncomfortable and itchy and stuffy, but for this, he could make the exception. His son's first birthday was coming up. Actually, there were a lot of 'firsts' happening in the upcoming days. Sans' first Overlord meeting was tomorrow. A seraphim was coming down to Hell to check the progress of the sinners at Charlie's Hotel. If that went well, the chosen souls would return to Heaven with her, including Papyrus if he wanted. Sans doubted he would. Saveur's first birthday, of course. Alastor orcastrated his tailor to make Sans's suit to his liking, trying to appease the skeleton to the best of his ability while also making him look presentable. "Just a little while longer, my love." The tailor was stitching the last seam of a crimson cuff. Once it was done, Alastor had the tailor bring over a mirror. "So, what do you think?" The jacket and slacks were crimson with darker red dress shoes. Under was a dark blue-black vest and a black undershirt, so the blue of the vest stood out. Only the undershirt was tucked in, so Sans was a little less restricted. All in all, he didn't hate it.

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"so this is it, huh? a week from now, extermination day will become salvation day?" Sans asked as they headed home. "According to Charlie, yes. The angels have agreed to see the hotel themselves since we have obliterated their forces. From what I understand, Lucifer will be there as well." Sans scowled instantly. He was still pissed with that guy. "I know!" Alastor sighed dramatically, "it's so very disappointing, I was looking forward to seeing those miserable sinners fail!" Sans rose a bonebrow to his lover. "al. babe. you do know i originally came to help, right?"
"A travesty, truly." Alastor chuckled and kissed Sans. "You have done well since your ascension to Overlord. The hotel residents seem less like the scum they are every day. Sans snorted and rolled his eyelights. "be nice, al. remember that anthony is one of those 'filthy scum'." Sans quoted, and Alastor's smile nearly fell. As quick as his troubled expression was there, though, it was gone. "That he is... you are intending to break his contract with Valentino tomorrow, correct?" Alastor asked before Sans could ask about his expression. "oh, uh... yeah." Alastor nodded quietly. "Good, as he deserves." Sans was confused. Was he missing something?

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Sans didn't get a chance to ask. He was bombarded by some of the residents as soon as he got the door open, and Papyrus took off with Alastor to make dinner for everyone. Ultimately, he ended up with Anthony, hiding from the redeeming sinners. "Too much?" Anthony asked as he passed Saveur over to Sans. He took the baby happily. "thanks, babe, and yeah. way too much at once. those guys need to learn some patience..." Sans sighed and looked at Saveur as he played with the hem of his coat. "heh, like that, buddy?" Sans mused to the baby. "I do, actually~" Anthony draped a set of arms over Sans while the second set held him around the waist. Saveur babbled and tried to grab at Anthony's gloves. "thank you, i wanted to look nice for his birthday in a few days..." Sans kissed Anthony's cheek, and his lover was quick to reciprocate. "And yer meeting tomorrow." Sans hummed. "You're so sexy in a suit~" You should wear one more often~" Anthony purred. "maybe i will~" Sans teased back before Anthony pulled him into a proper kiss.