“SANS I DON’T THINK THIS IS A GOOD IDEA…”
Papyrus watched his brother anxiously as he crouched down in front of Frisk, his eye lit up as it practically enveloped the little human. Lucky, Frisk didn’t fuss as they held as still as they could for the skeleton, only twitching every once in a while that they couldn’t run away. But the blue magic was slowly starting to take around the kid’s skin, turning the pure yellow into pure white. It turned their hazel eyes into voided black sockets with little white pupils. Their hazel hair hiding in their head as they looked exactly like a skeleton.