Frisk had made it almost to the end, past all her enemy lines, except a few. Frisk walked down the judgement hall, to Sans. They were there fighting, Sans dodging Frisk's attacks, then Sans did his special attack, he did nothing, Frisk wasn't able to do their attack. When ever they tried to escape, the were put back in the middle, it was like being stuck in an assembly line, if you move from your spot and try to leave, you won't be able and you will be put back to your spot, Frisk was trapped.
Sans kept thinking about what he's been thinking this whole time, blue, blue, blue! He thought about how Frisk's soul was blue, it made him happy, it was one of the most human colors, the other humans that fell down, most out of all of them had different shades of blue as their souls.
Sans fell asleep, he took the hit, and woke up. Frisk had hit Sans, right where he kept all his ketchup, some of the ketchup squirt up onto his mouth and chin.
He tried to hold up, and think of his favorite color, blue, he thought of everything that was blue, how most things were blue. He loved blue.
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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