Sans: //singing// IVE GOT THE EYE OF THE TIGER, THE FIGHTER, DANCING THROUGH THE FIRE-

Mettaton: You're a skeleton. You don't have eyes.

//Sans turns to him slowly, shadows falling across his face in a dramatic/scary way, with his eye glowing//

Mettaton: Nvm.

Sans: //smiles, goes back to normal// CAUSE I AM THE CHAMPION, AND YOUR GOING TO HEAR ME ROO-OAOOR