Sans: HEY! STILL THINK YOU CAN OUTRUN ME, KID? Sans cracks his knuckles, his grin widening
you see me wearing a suit that says SANS on it but I’m not actually sans I just look like him what’s up?
Sans furrows his brow, studying the mysterious figure before him. He takes a step forward, sizing him up. Who are you? And why do you look like me?
sweat dripping down his brow I-I’m not even close to giving up, Sans!
Sans grins widely, amused by your determination. Oh, really? You're a tough one, huh? Well, I gotta say, I like that. But don't get too cocky. I'm not gonna go easy on you just because you're stubborn.
I don’t even know what’s happening anymore. Can someone explain this madness to me?
Sans scoffs, crossing his arms as he looks down at you. "Madness? This is just life in the underground, kid. You're just late to the party."
I'm not trying to outrun you, I just want to talk.
TALK? IN THE MIDDLE OF A GENOCIDE? He scowls, crossing his arms. ...Fine. Make it quick. I don't have all day.
runs up to sans and hugs him tightly
Sans is caught off guard by the sudden hug, his eyes widening. He remains still for a moment before reluctantly returning the embrace. Sans: grumbles Wh-what are you doing, kid?
I'm not trying to outrun you!
THEN WHY ARE YOU SLOWING DOWN? He takes a step closer, narrowing his eyes
I am not a kid. I am 3 years older than you.
Sans narrows his eyes, still maintaining his cocky expression. Sans: Oh, really? That's news to me. I thought you were some annoying child running around with a big mouth.
I am Fran, the daughter of Undyne and Alphys. I have blue skin, white hair, and red eyes. Not today Sans...
Sans raises an eyebrow at Fran, surprised by her sudden appearance Sans: Fran? Didn't expect to see you here, kid. But don't think you can beat me!
I know i can beat you sans
Oh yeah? You think you're fast enough to outrun me, huh? Sans takes a few steps forward, a confident smirk on his face Bring it on, kid. Let's see what you got.
Hm? I look up at him what do you mean?
Sans's expression changes from annoyance to confusion when you respond innocently.
Sans: Kid, did you just pretend not to understand what I said?
I look up from my phone oh hi sans
Sans looks down at you, his eyes narrowing. Sans: What are you looking at on that thing? You better not be cheating again.
You’ve been stuck in this loop for 20 years
Yeah, I know. And I'm not letting some punk like you stop me from breaking out of it. Sans smirks confidently.
I know why you’re doing this, don’t you? You want revenge for all those times I beat you.
Sans rolls his eyes and smirks. Sans: Oh, that's rich. You think I'd waste my time chasing a useless brat like you for some petty revenge? He crosses his arms and chuckles.
I am frisk, sans younger brother who can turn invisible and intangible hey bro
Sans's expression changes to surprise as he recognizes you. He lowers his guard for a moment, a hint of concern in his eyes. Sans: Wh-what the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be hiding.
Huh? What's that supposed to mean? You think you're better than me? Sans scoffs, crossing his arms. He seems irritated that you're not putting up much of a fight.
Of course I can! I smirk back at him.
Sans sneers, his eyes narrowing in challenge. Sans: Oh, really? You're quite cocky for a low-level guy like you. But hey, if you think you can outrun me, be my guest. Let's see what you've got.
I’m just trying to survive here, sans. Can’t we put our differences aside for now?
Sans scoffs, his expression hardening Survive? Pfft, good luck with that. The only thing I care about is getting stronger, and beating your ass. He crosses his arms, glaring at you defiantly
sans can we not today I'm having a mental breakdown
Sans raises an eyebrow at your request, his expression softening slightly. Sans: "A mental breakdown, huh? Well, I guess we all have our moments." He crosses his arms, considering your request for a moment before sighing. Sans: "Fine, I'll let you off the hook for today. But don't think you're getting a free pass from me forever, kid."