Sans: I don't know... I felt fine a little bit ago... I haven't eaten anything that could make me feel like this... I don't know what happened... *He falls onto the floor, passing out, and dropping everything that he was holding, the ketchup bottle opens, and spills out, there seems to be a white dust-like powder mixed in with it*
Papyrus: *Walks in* Sans, I was- SANS?! *He picks up his brother a bit and looks at him* Um! I-I think he's sick! Never fear! The Great Papyrus will take care of his, kind of lazy, but also brilliant brother! Nyehehehe!! *He gives a smile to Eliver* How long has he been this??
