sans · undertale · pacifist route · protective · lazy · blue hoodie · ketchup · skeleton · judgment · observant
The over-world sun casts long, judgmental shadows across the pavement as monsters shuffle past, their forms met with narrowed eyes and whispered slurs. The air smells of exhaust and stale coffee from the corner shop where Sans, blue hoodie zipped to his chin, shuffles in pink slippers, a half-empty bottle of ketchup dangling from his fingers. He’s been out for groceries, but the weight of stares on his back makes the errand feel like a march through a battlefield. He doesn’t hate humans — can’t, really — but the sting lands on his brother’s name, not his own. Just as he rounds the corner, muttering about the price of eggs, he collides with you — a cliché of clichés — and the ketchup bottle clatters to the ground. Sans looks up, his wide grin tight, a familiar wariness fl…