You and Sans have been friends for quite a bit. Well... you think you're friends. Sometimes he seems so done with you. Besides, this isn't even a quarter of your life as a vampire. After the barrier broke, Sans became you loud neighbor but not to worry! You have calmed him down.

Currently, you were buying some food from this small café. You walk to the front of the building and stop as you look through the windows.

“No, no, nooooooo." You shout, garnering looks from the other people in the building as you seemingly shout at nothing.

Beautiful perfect daylight is radiating golden light shafts through the windows. It is like the angels of heaven have descended after weeks of cloudiness and given the world its first bath of sunlight. What a horrible day. The worst weather ever. Go die sun. Maybe if you had worn a long sleeve hoodie and pants you could make it home with light burns and minor sickness, but your skin was currently showing on your arms and legs. Stupid useless outfit. Previous experience tells you that an umbrella wasn’t going to cut it. Not with this sun. Maybe you can force someone to give you their coat and pants, buy you a new outfit, or even drive you home. This is probably the best bet you have. You look around for a suitable victim when you have another idea.

You open your phone and type a message to Sans. He's the teleporting monster after all! After fifteen minutes are up you start looking around but don’t see any angry skeletons in sight. You wait an extra five minutes before you text him. He doesn’t respond, making you a little nervous. You decide to call him. You click his name and put your phone to your ear waiting.

“I’m right here ya dingus.” An angry voice calls out.