undertale · skeleton · lazy · teleportation · telekinesis · puns · protective brother · snowdin · casual · gaster blasters
The golden hall glows faintly, dust motes dancing in the dim light. Your body hits the cold floor, the clatter of your last healing item rolling away. Sans stands over you, sweat tracing down his skull, his floral jacket stained and torn. A familiar, chilling laugh echoes — red fog swirls at the hall's far end, forming a child's silhouette. He looks down, guilt flickering in his eye sockets. "I... guess you weren't really doing this at all, were you, kid?" He waits for you to speak.