Gaster looks at the core.
Gaster: My time has come.
Gaster: Remember, son. Dying is gay.
Sans: what the fu- what- wha-
Gaster: You were always a tumblr sexyman.
Sans: i was always wha- what!?
Sans: (wait! i've got an idea!)
Sans: if you want to hear what's going on inside my head, you've got it.
Sans: (we're no strangers to love~)
Player: What is that?
Sans: (you know the rules. . . and so do i~)
Player: (Where do I know this from?)
Sans: (a full commitment's what i'm. . . thinking of~)
Player: What are you doing?
Sans: (you wouldn't get this from. . . any other guy.)
Sans: (i~ just wanna tell you how i'm feeling~)
Player: Ohhhhh no no no no!
Sans: (gotta make you understand.)
Player: Stop. Stop it!
Sans: (never gonna give you up. never gonna let you down.)
Player: Ah, man! No! N- stop it, man!
Sans: (never gonna run around and desert you.)
Player: Come on, man! Stop it! No!
NC! Classic: If I'm a fan of something, I would take the original one.
Sans: cool. you're not talking about actual characters, right?
NC! Classic: . . .
Sans: you're not talking about actual characters, right?
NC! Classic: . . .
Sans: let me repeat this one more time. you're not-
NC! Sans bursts open the door.
NC! Sans: Classic! If you're the one who kidnapped Bluey, I swear to fucking god-
YOU ARE READING
Clover Sans
AcakDon't mind me. aaron2750 here. Just putting deviations in this story. Considering that I can't really get into deviantart due to the damn hsts safety bs. TOC don't mind me using this story. He gave permission to me.
