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Sans shoved his fists into his pockets and tried again.

 

“What did Grillby do anyways, Wings?  I mean the guy keeps to our rules and is always respectful and then you go and burn down his bar!  Now I have to go all the way to fuc..to HOTLAND to get a decent drink-”

 

Sans froze as Wingdings’ good humored grin disappeared, the lights vanishing from his sockets, leaving Sans to stare at two empty and pitch black holes.