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The maniacal burglar aimed his gun towards Luan. "Hey kid, get me your stuff, and I swear if you call the cops, you're getting a ….. a … why am I blue?"
The burglar noticed his entire body had turned blue, along with his clothes and gun.
"And where is that song coming from? Sound catchy, but-"
Suddenly the man floated straight towards the ceiling. "OW, what the-" Then he floated straight to the wall, and to the floor, and to the other walls. "OW OW OW! GET ME-" The paranormal force grew stronger and stronger as the burglar kept on being thrown like a rag doll.
"Lisa! Are you doing this!?" Lincoln asked the 4-year old genius, who was doing some calculations.
"No, but this is astonishing! This could be a new breakthrough!"
"Naw, that's just my brother Sans." Papyrus said as he pointed towards Sans moving his arms around. "Go get him, brother!"
Sans, with one eye glowing, continued to treat the burglar like a ball. "Now listen here, punk." He stopped him midair and turned the broken man towards him. "No one messes with my friends and get away with it. But threatening to kill? Oh boy, you're in for a treat."
Sans stuck a dog treat into the man's mouth and brought him outside.
"How about a nice trip to prison? I'll pay for your plane ticket." Sans lifted the man up several yards into the air and flung him off into the distance. "Oh boy, that's tiring." Sans panted a bit and took a seat as Papyrus and the Loud House cheered.
"You saved me!" Luan gave the skeleton man a huge hug. "I would have been dead meat if you didn't do that!"
"Well at least you'll still have meat." Sans said with a smile. "At least our friend would be doing some time."
"Actually by my calculations, he would eventually land in Mrs. Smiths' cacti garden." Lisa said. "Another factor, prison is the opposite direction."
Sans shrugged. "Meh, 50/50."
"Nyeh Nyeh Nyeh!" Papyrus laughed as the other joined while the sun sets on this average day.
The End
