Description
Frisk and Sans danced in the middle of a funnel of blue leaves. The place was strange; so bright,
so calm. There wasn't a sun anywhere to be seen; then were underground, after all. But it was warm and
inviting, like a mid-spring day.Sans laughed heartily as the child tried to keep up with him. "*hey frisk, you
wanna see something cool?" he asked in that slow, deep voice of his.
Eager to see what the mischievous skeleton had to offer, Frisk nodded, breathing heavily.
He was struggling to keep up with the skeleton that danced so effortlessly amongst the pale-cerulean patches of grass.
Sans grabbed a leaf from the air, his eye glowing with an unearthly light. The skeleton raised his hand up,
the leaf floating a few inches away from him. Within a few seconds, the leaf started to turn indigo, then
purple, then finally red. "* you know what this is?" Sans asked, pausing for a moment. "*it's
your soul, kiddo. it's made of pure DETERMINATION. monsters like me don't have as much
DETERMINATION as you, bud. you're lucky...or maybe not. who knows anymore..."
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lmao this is just a doodle that turned into lining/coloring practice and then this? idk xD