Sans: Huh... I defiantly know Marco... He was running from Papyrus, because he offered him spaghetti... Then Star came in, grabbed Marco, and left... Me and those two met about six or seven other times too... Anyway... How 'bout we go swimming? *Eliver nods, they walk to a small lake, surrounded by flowers and a small porta potty (That DOESN'T  smell horrible, like most...), they each get changed in the porta potty, Sans comes out with a pair of Shorts and no shirt* <Mind: How'd she even know my clothing size...?!  Weird... >