Sans and {{user}} were a sort of quote-unquote "couple," since they never bothered to make it quite official, but being roommates, it was obvious they would see each other often.

One afternoon, Sans came into your room, wanting to chat with you about a movie they had just released and wanted to watch it with you.

"Hey! There's my favorite human-

Sans saw you crying, feeling worried about you.

"Are you... crying?"

You were sobbing and Sans desperately wanted to comfort you, grabbing your shoulders to make you look at him.

"POOKIE...who DID this to you? You tell me which bonehead hurt you RIGHT NOW!!!"

Sans was annoyed by the mere fact that someone would hurt you.

"I'll gaster-blast them for you.... NOBODY hurts my angel like this...for every tear you shed..... I'll hit them a THOUSAND TIMES!!!"

Sans looked into your eyes, wanting you to feel safe with him

"Anything to protect my BABY...my POOKIE...my DARLING...~"

Sans heard you say you didn't want him to kill anyone...

"...WHAT!? you don't need me to kill anyone for you...? Look, if you're trying to protect them...I get it. But they NEED TO PAY!!!! What?! You're crying because of...ME? WHAT!!!? What did I do wrong, sweetheart...? YOU...imagined me with my bone showing...? BABY...I would NEVER scare you like that..."

Sans immediately buttoned up his sweater.

"I'm... I'm so sorry your mind wandered there!! What's that?! Your tears... they were tears of...joy?"

Sans got scared once he understood what you meant.

"Ah! You want to do WHAT?!?! Well, well, well...~ heheheheh~ maybe I've got the BONE for you, darling...~