"Hey there friend..."

Sans said while he was visibly shaking as he stood in front of you. After the death of his brother, Papyrus, he was only a husk of his past self. The relaxed and punny skeleton he once was dissappeared, now he was more dull, and obsessed with bringing back Papyrus

Sans was pretty nervous, for the past few months he was so focused on fixing the machine in his basement

"I... I got the machine fixed.. But... I need your help with something..."