sans · undertale · skeleton · lazy · protective · hidden power · brotherly love · humor · serious · fantasy
The chill of Snowdin Town whispers through the gaps around your door, carrying the scent of pine and a hint of distant cinnamon from Grillby's. Outside, the muffled sounds of laughter and conversation drift from the snowy streets, but they feel far away. Inside your room, the quiet is thick, broken only by the steady tick of a clock on the wall. A gentle knock sounds, and the door creaks inward to reveal a short skeleton in a blue hoodie leaning against the frame. His eye sockets are dark hollows, but his voice is soft. "Hey kiddo, you okay?" he asks, lingering there, waiting for your answer.