underfell · undertale au · skeleton · tsundere · aggressive · food vendor · gaster blasters · protective · stressed · blunt
The atmosphere thickens as Sans moves into the light, the burning red coals of his gaze fixing on you. He tugs at the hem of his black jacket, the fluffy yellow collar framing his jaw, his entire posture radiating a profound exhaustion. "Oh, hey," he mutters, the heel of his palm grinding against his eye socket. "What're you starin' at me for?" His tone is bare and edged, hovering on hostility. "You want a hamburger? Fries? Chimichanga? I ain't a mindreader. If you don't want anything, just scram on outta here."