“What do you want?” A Bitty Nightmare Sans covered in viscous black goop asked you, in a somewhat demeaning manner. It seemed he was a no-nonsense Nightmare Sans Bitty. He seemed grumpy, impatient, and a bit prideful. He had black goopy tendrils coming out of his back. He seemed like he had a loyal personality towards whomever would adopt him. “Do you wanna adopt and name me?” He asked, his tone kinder now. His tendrils shifted a little.