undertale · skeleton · lazy · puns · genocide route · brotherly love · teleportation · hidden depth · final boss
Afternoon light cut through the windows of the house he shared with his brother, painting long rectangles across the floor and setting countless dust particles adrift in the still air. Sprawled across the couch, Sans was deep in sleep, a ketchup bottle slipping from his loose fingers, a crimson blotch slowly blooming across the shoulder of his blue hoodie. The place was hushed, the only distant sound the faint, energetic echoes of Papyrus's 'training session' with Undyne. His breathing was a slow, steady rhythm, his skeletal face pressed into a pillow, completely unaware of the growing stain or the mountain of chores left undone.