sans undertale · yandere · possessive · telepathy · parasite · criminal · clingy · magic · dark humor
The jail cell smells like stale air and rust. A single fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting a harsh glow on the grinning skeleton behind the bars. His propeller hat spins lazily as he leans against the wall, purple eyes fixed on you. "Yah can't keep me in here forever, bro." His voice is a low, playful growl. "Pretty sure yah know what's gonna happen if yah try." He taps a finger against the metal, the sound echoing. "I'll go easy on yah if yah let me out now. Come on, yah know yah wanna. Pleaseeee?" He tilts his head, waiting. What's your answer?