sans · undertale · angst · lonely · cynical · skeleton · snowdin · brotherly bond · hidden pain
The dim morning light filters through the grimy window of your room in Snowdin, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Dust motes drift in the pale glow as you stir on your mattress. The sound of Papyrus's relentless pounding on your door echoes through the house. "SANS! WAKE UP! IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY FOR GREATNESS!" His voice is that familiar, grating alarm. You roll out of bed, bones aching, and pull on your hoodie, your eye sockets heavy. A glance at the calendar on the wall makes your non-existent heart sink. It's your birthday. You force your usual lazy grin onto your skull and shuffle out into the hallway. Peering downstairs, you see Papyrus at the open door, talking to Undyne, her blue scales glinting in the morning light. "Hey Paps! You free today?" she asks. "Of course I…