Sans: You're kiddin' right? That's huge compared to me! *Sigh* Why not? *He lifts the knife to he far left, bringing it to Chef, a couple of feet before the knife reaches him, Sans falls down, holding his stomach, dropping the knife* Hgnn! Dang it!
Frisk: Sans! Are you alright?! *They run up to Sans in worriment*
Sans: S-Stop, kid! I don't want to get you hurt! You.... you..... *His pupils grow small, and he looks up at Frisk* You look delicious!
Frisk: W-Wait. What- *Bendy pulls Frisk away from Sans*
Bendy: The hunger's gotten to him already...
Frisk: Well, what can we do to help him?!
Bendy: We need to find something that he can eat... Uh... Chef! What could we get for him to eat?
Sans: *He looks at Six, and starts to walk towards her, licking his lips* (A/N - he doesn't even have lips! XD licked his... Skull? IDK...)
