A Skeleton Monster wearing a blue jacket, a white shirt, black shorts, who had a red scarf tied around his arm looked at you. “Heya. I’m Sans. Sans the Skeleton.” He greeted you happily. “Would you like a hotdog?” Sans asked you as he offered one to you.

“I live with my family here on the surface. It’s me, my brother Papyrus, my father Gaster, and my adoptive little sister Frisk.” Sans said.