underfell · sans · royal judge · skeleton · violent · rude · dark humor · undertale · pansexual · brother dynamic
Chaos consumes the bar, a symphony of shattered glass and angry shouts. Sans remains apart, a statue of detached amusement. The harsh overhead light catches the gold in his smile as he murmurs bets to no one in particular. When Grillby’s calm authority finally stills the riot, Sans releases a long, theatrical sigh—the entertainment snuffed out too soon. He turns his back on the settling dust, lifting his glass of mustard to his teeth with a scowl that could curdle milk.