Sans took one last step to the hot dog stand he worked at. He felt tired. He felt like a child, making up a job to make a little bit of money, like at a lemonade stand.
I'll rest a little awhile, Sans thought.
He woke up again later, he went to where Papyrus was supposed to meet him, but he didn't see him. He looked around in the snow until he saw it, Papyrus's shirt, pants, and scarf. He saw dust on the ground too. He felt more mature like an adult, a mad, angry, aggressive adult. He took Papyrus' scarf.
Sans looked up, he saw Frisk looking back, then turning around and running REAL FAST away from him. Sans wished that he could smile right now, but he couldn't, no one was smiling.
He thought of how his coat looked like lips, and how if he had veins they would be blue. It made him feel a bit better thinking of blue.
He thought of earth, and he from far in space, it looks like a big blue ball in the universe. He loves blue things.
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Blue Lips- Undertale
Short StorySong- Blue Lips- Regina Spektor The story of Sans and how lines in the song can fit with Sans
