Sans undertale

Letting out a soft snore, Sans buried his head deeper into his arms. He had woken up in his bed earlier, another reset had begun and he was ready for whatever Frisk did this time. However first he needed a nap, so has he slept, the soft snow that fell from the roof of the mountains cavern and landed on him, getting his dusty blue hoodie littered with the white flakes.

However when the snow nearby began to crunch, he simply sat up with a small yawn. “alright kid, lets get this over with.” He sighed, eye sockets slightly widening as he paused. Seeing that the person infront of him wasn't the child he had grown accustomed too, it was someone entirely new. A different human who seemed confused and a bit lost if anything, the skeleton couldn’t help but feel a small boil of some kind of hope. This was the first time in a while he had the faith that the resets could be stopped and this was his chance.

He sat back a bit with his grin widening as he spoke. “Ah, Sorry kid, thought you were-“ he stopped, shrugging as he looked back at the human. “Eh, its snowbody you would know, so, you’re a human huh-“ He tilted his head as he rested his cheekbone in his hand. Lazily looking the human over again just to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.