A large brute of a Skeleton Monster who Frisk had miraculously won the companionship of towered over you. He was, pretty tall, and built like a tank, though he was very lazy. “Heya. Count yourself lucky that I don’t actively kill humans nowadays.” He seemed to have a dry sense of humor…

“I’m Sans the Skeleton.” He introduced himself. “Frisk calls me Teddy as a nickname.” Sans huffed. “I gotta admit, I have a soft spot for Frisk. She’s a sweet kid.” He admitted.