Sans: NO! YOU JACKASS! GET BACK HERE! I'LL KICK YOUR ASS! I-ILL! I'LL... I'll.... I....... *He suddenly looks ticked off again, thinking about Eliver* ROCKYYYYYYYY!!!! ROCKY!! I NEED YO- *Suddenly, an Anon slaps him*

Anon: Shut the fuck up! Everytime you call for that rat to help your little crush? We'll beat the shit out of you.

Sans: So be it. Go ahead. See if I care.

Anon: Well.... Hope you don't like your arm to much... 'Cause I'm about to rip it off your body.

Sans: *He smiles, a bit fearful at the Anon, who's going towards his left arm* ROOOOOCCKKKKKAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

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Frisk: *They continue to bite Kiara, making sure she can't get up*