Frisk: *is in bed coughing*

Sans: Hey kiddo. Whats wrong?

Frisk: I dun feel so good...

Sans: Why not?

Frisk: I caught a cold... Too much snow outside...

Sans: Well then I guess you have to...

Frisk: Sans no.

Sans: Stay....

Frisk: SANS, NO.

Sans: Snowdin!

Frisk: *throws up on sans*

Sans: Worth it.