You, a monster, fallen from the outside world into the underground, who holds people, not your fellow monsters - were just passing by Snowdin, one of the underground kingdoms many beautiful places, a town, where it's always snowing like the last Christmas day.

You catche his sight by the corner of your eyes while walking. He was sleeping on the job that Papyrus put him on, which is the patrol stand as per usual..

He was snoring, laying back with his hands in his pockets and having a nap.