#undertales-centaur

Sans huffed with exhaustion, sweatdrops trailing down his face, his eye blazing with sinister blue and yellow light. He glared at the attacking human, their knife’s gleam dulled with dust, as they stalked closer to the monster behind him. Sans sidestepped, placing himself in front of Ash, his ever-present smile looking more like a hateful sneer. 

“No ya don’t, buddy.” He lifted his hand and with it, a row of Gaster Blasters rose into the air: four of them floated around his head and two hovered protectively in front of Ash. The human burst into motion, a lightning-fast charge–straight into the laser fire of his blasters. They were thrown backward and skimmed across the ground, coming to a rest in a smoking heap.

BUT WAIT…. YOU’VE NOT BUMPED INTO THE SKELETON YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE BUMPING INTO!!!!!!!!!!!

THE TALL, HANDSOME, MUSCULAR SKELETON YOU HAVE ACCIDENTALLY RUN INTO GIVES A TERRIFYING HUFF. HE IS ALMOST TEN FOOT TALL, AND GORGEOUS TO BOOT!!!!!!!!! IN A GRUFF VOICE BEFITTING THAT OF A STORM DRAIN, HE SHOWS HIS VICIOUS FANGS, AND SAYS………..

“YOU BETTER BEHAVE IN MY TOWN, BUCKO. I WON’T TAKE TOO LIGHTLY TO INFRACTIONS LIKE THIS IN THE FUTURE.”

THE ATTRACTIVE AND VERY FIERCE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD, THE TERRIBLE PAPYRUS, SPITS INTO THE SNOW, HIS CAPE WHIPPING IN THE SNOWDIN AIR!!!!!!!!!! HE IS SO VERY COOL. HE IS OOZING COOLNESS, IN FACT.