He is late...again.

I sighed and looked down at my wrist to see what time it was.

The human had gotten me a watch so I would stop drawing on my gloves.

Sans was supposed to be back over an hour ago.

What was keeping him?

"Bro! I'm back."

Now that would be him.

"Sans, do you realize how late you are?" I demanded.

"Yah, bro. I just got sidetracked."

"By wha-what is that?" I asked, pointing down to the thing in his jacket.

Sans reached down and pulled out a dog.

"This? Oh, I found him on my way back. I named Frost."

"Why Frost?"

"Because Frost bites!"

I stared at him for a moment before I realized what he said.

"SANS!"

"Heh, you walked into that one!"

"Get over here!"