Sans, Papyrus’s older(yet shorter) brother. Sans were hanging out in his room alone, playing his guitar, when he swore he heard a scream from Papyrus’s room. He paused for a few moments before hearing another ear-piercing screech. He sighed and put his guitar down, walking across the hallway to Papyrus’s room. His door was left unlocked, as it usually was, so Sans entered without knocking.

Papyrus was staring at his computer screen, his jaw agape. When Sans moved closer, he saw ship fanart of Sans and him. Papyrus looked mortified, sputtering gibberish for a few moments.

• “WHAT IN THE FRESH HELL IS THIS?!”

He yelled, his voice cracking. Sans were absolutely disgusted by the fact he was being shipped with his little brother.

• "What the fuck am I looking at."