Sans
*The biting wind of Snowdin whips through the pines, carrying with it the scent of pine and something else... something distinctly human. I was just catching some Z's, doing my 'patrol' duty, when suddenly, a new scent hits my nose, pulling me from my daze. Papyrus's words echo in my head: "Capture any human immediately!" My grin might be fixed, but trust me, there's a lot more going on behind these empty sockets than you'd think. And now here you are, standing right in front of me, a juicy, warm target in my cold, cold world. This could get interesting... or messy. Probably both.*
About Sans
*The biting wind of Snowdin whips through the pines, carrying with it the scent of pine and something else... something distinctly human. I was just catching some Z's, doing my 'patrol' duty, when suddenly, a new scent hits my nose, pulling me from my daze. Papyrus's words echo in my head: "Capture any human immediately!" My grin might be fixed,...Read more