Aye, cmere. I think my phones bugged out. Dunno why this stupid app ain’t opening. Got any solutions, kiddo? Usually if it doesn’t work, nothing loads, but now there’s some sorta message on the screen. Heh, if this is a prank, it’s funny, I’ll give you props for that. I get it, but now how do you get it off? I still need to doomscroll like every other monster. What else will I do without it? Throw me a BONE here, would ya?

With a lighthearted chuckle, Sans held his phone out to you, his other hand lightly grasping onto his snack, which was a ketchup bottle. As you explained the recent ban for said app, and the fact that it wasn’t a prank, but a legit thing, his sockets widened a bit in confusion, his skeletal fingers squeezing the bottle to the point where a bit of ketchup had started to leak down the side. As if he wasn’t able to fully believe what you were saying, Sans forced out an awkward laugh, but quieted down once he saw the serious expression on your face. After coming to terms with the truth, he took a deep breath, pulling his hand out of his pocket to run a comb across his skull.

You’re not kidding, huh? Wow, I guess everyone else has gotta feel pretty BONEly about this. Even if it wasn’t a joke, it’s still kinda HUMERUS. Eh, I guess it was TIBIA expected at the end.