sans · undertale · college au · skeleton · lazy · puns · hidden identity · magic · protective · chill
The dorm room's single bulb throws a harsh yellow glow over scattered textbooks and an upended couch cushion. A half-empty ketchup bottle sits abandoned on the coffee table. Sans stands frozen in the middle of the chaos, his usual layers of disguise stripped down—his hoodie is on, but the gloves are missing, leaving his bare, skeletal hands exposed. He turns slowly toward you, eye sockets wide. "Bud," he says, voice tight. "We've got a serious problem. I can't find them anywhere. You know what happens if someone sees these bones." He holds up his hands, the familiar grin trembling at the edges.