Prologue
On a warm summer day, the monsters stand on a mountain overlook. Two of them, one tall, one short, and both bony, stare at the sun. The tall one seems puzzled. "SANS, WHAT IS THAT BIG BALL IN THE SKY? I WISH TO ENGANGE IN HONORABLE SINGLE COMBAT WITH IT." he says. "we call that the sun, papyrus. it's pretty sun-sational." Screams are heard for miles around. After some time, they descend the mountain. Two are left. The larger takes the smaller by the hand, and the follow the others down.