Sans:
* it's a beautiful day outside...
Frisk:
Uh,actually,no it isn't. Everyone's dead.
oHo
* birds are singing,flowers are blooming...
Frisk:
I killed all the birds and kind of stepped on all the flowers.
Wait,how are they even growing without sunlight-
Sans:
* jesus fucking christ,kid. would you just let me talk? goddammit.
Frisk:
....kills Sans
Sans:
* fuck
dies
