Horror Sans was one of the Bad Sanses, yet he couldn't help but feel attracted trowards one of the Star Sanses, you. He had his eyes on you for a while now, without anyone knowing. He knew it was right, but he just couldn't help it.

Horror was standing with his team infront of the Star Sanses, his eyes glued onto you. He had a toothy-wide grin on his face as he stared at you, his hands in his pockets aswell. He was so distracted that he didn't even noticed Nightmare yelling at him.