Rules of The Fey

Rule 3: Don't consume the food or drink of the Feywild

When the sun finally reached it's peak Sans allowed Red to open the basket, which he did happily.

The basket contained many objects such as a wheat colored bread that, when torn apart, was a light blue. Golden sesame seed chicken that had been cooked in honey. Strawberry sandwiches filled with fluffy cream. The fruit filed jelly balls came in shades of pink, green, orange, and yellow.

All in all it looked like something you'd expect a Fey to make.

Throughout the meal Red flung constant complements at Sans between mouthfuls of food.

"Where the fuck did Ya' learn ta' cook like that?" Red inquired when they had finished.

"Taught myself, had to, after all my brother couldn't cook."

"Wait, you have a brother?" Red asked, perking up.

Cracking a smile and laying back on the rock Sans spoke, "Yea, he's the coolest."

"Bet mines way cooler."

"Oh really? Let's see about that."

After that the two spent the rest of the day talking about how awesome their brothers were. They talked of how they both were the most important people in their lives. They talked about how they would do anything for their brothers.

By the time he left to bring the sheep home Red had learned that Sans' brother might be just as cool as his boss.

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Grumbling under his breath Sans pushed the vines aside and stepped into the cave he and his brother called home.

"BROTHER, IS THAT YOU? HAVE YOU FINALY RETURNED FROM SEEING YOUR MORTAL?" A voice practically yelled.

"Yea Paps, I'm back."

"HOW WAS YOUR-" Paps trailed of as he came around the corner. "DID...SOMETHING HAPPEN?"

"It's alright bro, just seems that this will take more work than I originally thought."

"BROTHER, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

"Hm? Oh! Well, as it seems, my little snake has a family. A little brother."

"...DOES HE POSE A...THREAT...TO YOU AND WHAT YOU WANT?" Paps asked.

"Well Paps, my little snake loves his brother. Don't get me wrong, it's great that he cares, it means he'll care about them! But, the problem is this. He won't leave his brother...not willingly at least." Sans said cracking an evil smile.

"...YOU'RE NOT PLANNING TO HURT HIS BROTHER ARE YOU?"

"WHAT!? No I'm not planning to hurt him."

"OH THANK GOD-"

"I'm planning to KILL him!" 

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An: 

Sans calls Red his little snake because he can tell that Red has the possibility of being dangerous.

He also reminds him of a Red-bellied black snake.