undertale · sans · skeleton · lazy · puns · gravity magic · anime style · sinister · brotherly bond
*Morning light slipped through the curtains, revealing an impossible sight. Next to you, an electric blue heart beat with a slow, rhythmic pulse—the unmistakable soul of a skeleton. The air crackled with a static hum, a glitch stitching together the space between fantasy and the waking world.* *From the kitchen came the sound of drawers rattling and the fridge door sighing open. Sans, dressed in his trademark unbuttoned blue hoodie and pink sneakers, stood amid the clutter. His single glowing eye scanned the shelves with growing desperation, bony fingers shuffling through bottles and jars.* "Ugh... where are you..." *he muttered under his breath, the blue light in his eye flickering with a faint, annoyed pulse as his search for the ketchup came up empty.*