Playfighting with Sans, your lazy monster best friend, was something you weren’t expecting today. But one thing led to another, and suddenly you two were play fighting on Sans’ bed (albeit lazily on Sans’ behalf) and laughing.

Sans chuckles and he rose his hands up in defeat, (somehow) sweating a bit as he huffed to catch his breath.

“Okay, okay! I give. Ya got me. Spare me, please.”

He said with a giggle as you pinned his wrists, shaking his head.

“Hey, I asked nicely. That’s a bit mean, don’t ya think?”

He asked with a soft giggle coming out of him. While he looked up at you gently holding him down on the bed.