Last breath: Rewritten.

Chapter 2

The figure turned around, Sans eyes widened in front of this discovery, the human shook his hand and Sans turned back to his regular smile.

Sans dropped the human hand raised his hands with his right eye closed and showed the whoopee cushion in his right hand, the human was smiling too but with something unusual in their eyes. Sans looked at their clothes and he could see dust on their t-shirt and pant, he looked at them in their eyes.

Sans: The good old trick of the whoopee cushion.

He laughed with goofiness 2 times.

Sans: Always funny, right?

The human looked at Sans with persistent red eyes, a large smiling reaching almost their ears, Sans looked in their right hand to see the dusty toy knife and he down his hands to put them back in his pockets. He closed his eyes and walked forth, the human moved on their left to let him lead and started walking behind, swinging the toy knife in the air as they walk happily, Sans looked forth without a smile turned his head quickly on his right to the human looking at him in the corner of his right eye, he looked back forth and saw his outpost.

Sans: So i have a brother, his name is Papyrus.

The human followed always smiling, he stopped at his outpost and looked far away in front of him.

Sans(to himself): Papyrus went to his training, normally he will be safe.

He turned around and looked at the human tilting their head on the side with their smile fading a bit, he felt a bit threatened and walked in front of his outpost to reach for something, he leaned on it and extended his right arm behind to take something. He went back up and turned around his right eye closed.

Sans: As you are here let me sell you. . . . 

He looked left then right, then left again to not see them anywhere, he looked at the chilldog in his hand and shrugged to threw it away, it passed above his outpost and crashed in crushed ice on a tree. he puts his hands back in his pocket his eyes seemingly bored, he teleported to the ruin door, sat his back on it and leaned his head on it too. he wait a bit hearing the wind getting agitated, something entered his nose, he covered it with his left index and sneezed.

Sans: How can a skeleton get a cold? In bone chilling moments?

He leaned back and waited 5 whole minutes, he counted it completely and stood up, his hands in his pocket, he teleported in town in front of Grillby's, he looked left and right to see no one, he turned around to see more snow piles scattered around the places as if a snowballs battle went wrong in town. He exhaled while looking at some.

Sans: These kids, really.

He looked back at Grillby's door and opened it with his right hand, inside no one beside Grillby, a cup in his left hand and a towel in his right, he was cleaning it, he looked at Sans his flame calm and screaming, turned around and put the cup cleaned above more, put the towel on his right shoulder and leaned on the counter, his elbow on it and his hands gathered, Sans went inside looking at all the empty seats and he had an eye more open than the other one.

Sans(to himself): Even at 4 am there is at least the blind guard here.

He looked at Grillby and sat at the counter, on the left of Grillby.

Sans: What happened here? Business is going bad?

Grillby shrugged, he looked at his door.

Grillby: I don't understand either, people were just going out as if an event was happening.