Changed weaponry: The bad ending

The First Deal

CW! Sans eats a hotdog with his teeth.

CW! Sans: (Geez, I never thought of eating with my mouth open.)

CW! Sans: (What a weird multiverse but specifically unique.)

CW! Sans: (I wonder what Goth and Dream are doing now. . .)

As CW! Sans takes another bite of the hotdog, someone with a lighter clothing than the original Sans opens the door of the LG place while whistling, alerting CW! Sans.

???: Hey, CW. Mind if I sit next to you?

CW! Sans: Um, sure thing.

The stranger sits at CW! Sans' table, facing in front of him.

CW! Sans: So, who are you? What brings you here?

RB! Sans: I'm RB! Sans, it's nice to meet you.

CW! Sans: So you're the one who modified Comic's world, right?

RB! Sans: Indeed. I'm here to propose a deal to you.

CW! Sans: Interesting. What deal would that be?

RB! Sans: My enemy, Vessel Sans, has been trying to recruit you over the past few days.

CW! Sans: Me? Does he even know that I'm retired from destroying multiverses now?

RB! Sans: He doesn't listen to other backstories. He only goes straight to the point.

RB! Sans: The point is that I needed you to be my spy for him.

RB! Sans: You see, he's been messing with the canon universe. The universe where our creators reside in that world.

RB! Sans: In order to figure out his plans for the CRWU, I need you to become his second-in-command in order to gain intel from him.

RB! Sans: Who knows? Maybe I'll find you a better place to live. A true reality.

CW! Sans: . . . Am I. . . the first one to get a deal from you perhaps?

RB! Sans: Of course. Now, I'll let you think this through. And when the time is right, I'll maybe even think about hiring others.

RB! Sans exits the LG place and CW! Sans thinks about the deal for a few seconds.

CW! Sans gets out of the LG Place to give his answer but RB! Sans is nowhere to be seen.

CW! Sans: RB! Sans, I. . . (Where did he go?)