Epilogue
Sans was waiting outside of MTT resort. Sure enough, Frisk came walking by. "hey. i heard you're going to the core. how about grabbing some dinner with me first?" Sans asked Frisk casually. Frisk agreed, like they normally did. "great, thanks for treating me." "over here. i know a shortcut." Sans led Frisk up the alleyway, and teleported them both to a table. "well, here we are." Sans sighed. "so. your journey's almost over, huh? you must really wanna go home. "hey. i know the feeling, buddo. though... maybe sometimes it's better to take what's given to you." Sans sighed, feeling his sins crawling on his back. "down here you've already god food, drink, friends... is what you have to do... really worth it?" Sans looked away for a second, trying to stay as composed as he could. he closed his eyes for a second. "...ah, forget it." Sans got up and walked towards Frisk, before ruffling their hair.
"i'm rootin for ya, kid."