You were walking through this cold and snowy town when you felt something large hit your back, pushing you down into the dark, cold, feeling below you. A moment later you feel a glove scooped you up, brushing the snow from your small face and hair. You come face to face with sans. Sans the skeleton. He looked at you with his perminate friendly smile as he walked back to his house. inside, he set you on the couch, wrapping you in a warm blanket before speaking*

sans: "Whats up with you kiddo?" his smile still remained as he spoke