TW: Blood, suicide, death

Smiles

The dumb smiles

Of a lovestruck kid

The lies they tell on a daily basis

The lives they sacrificed

The timelines they destroyed

And now...

They are coming to Snowdin.

Sans closed his journal, and went to spy on the human.

Nothing was unusual about them. They wore a dark blue sweater with two pink stripes on it, and light brown shorts. Their hair was short and brown, with streaks of red in it.

Wait-

Streaks of red?

Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit

He saw Papyrus talking to the human, and ran out of the house.

It was too late.

Papyrus was gone.

Smiles

The broken smiles

Of a grieving skeleton

Sans barely ate, barely slept.

He couldn't believe it.

Papyrus was gone.

Smiles

The manic smiles

Sans held a gun to his head

BANG

No meglovania for this human...

A lil angst-