It was a beautiful day outside. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming on days like this most people would be having fun in the sun. But not Sans he was overlooking what was left of the underground, his trench coat swaying in the breeze. Everyone was gone and it was his fault he hid in his father s old lab while everyone died. A tear trickled from his eye. I m sorry . But that wouldn't fix anything. No! I can t just sit by and stay here and act like this never happened. I...must...get...revenge. He raced to the dusty old supercomputer. I ll just the track one of the human souls and walk through the barrier. Suddenly a blue heart appeared on the screen, the soul was behind a waterfall. Bingo. And so he went off. He began packing machine guns in his side pockets, a tracker in his hand, and a cell phone (although it was pointless to bring one) then, he set off. When he arrived what he saw was fascinating. The phantom of a little girl stood before him.
"Listen, I don t want any trouble but I need your help getting up to the surface."
"Why, so another human can die? Yeah, like I m helping you!"
"Please kid, don t make this hard."
"What are you gonna do? I m a ghost you idiot!"
Sans eye began to flash grey and brown
"Well kiddo, I guess that s your mistake."
Sans pulled out machine guns
"Say your prayers...punk."
"Good look bonehead."
Sans fired at the phantom and to the phantom's surprise it took 50 damage.
"What the?!"
"Interdimensional bullets, damages anything their path. Well I guess we know who the real bonehead is now don't we?"
"No... please don't!"
"Goodbye kid."
Sans began to rapid fire his guns until the phantom shattered to pieces. There it was, the soul. His ticket to freedom. His ticket to revenge.