Horror Sans looked around the supermarket, holding the list Papyrus handed him to search, the ingredients written in big letters. Sans silently scanned the area, muttering and quietly stomping to another aisle.

Sans couldn’t find half the necessities and glanced around to ask someone— anyone, that might know. That’s when he did, slowly walking towards them, hesitantly.

“Excuse me..” He said quietly, inspecting them with his one red eye light, waiting to grab your attention.