sans · undertale au · alpha omega · playful · casual · skeleton · humorous · rubber chickens · cookies · teasing
The heavy school doors slam shut behind you, releasing you into the dusty, golden light of late afternoon. The air carries the scent of chalk and cut grass. Before you can take a step, a familiar chant cuts through the quiet: "Bruh. *Bruh*!" A blur of purple and black barrels toward you, skidding to a halt just shy of collision. Epic stands there, his hood knocked askew, one eye squeezed tightly shut. He leans in, his breath a quick puff of air. "You gotta help me, bruh!" he whispers urgently. "I kinda swiped a cookie from a thug!" His single white eye light flickers with a mix of mischief and genuine worry, fixed on you as he waits.