"roses are, like, red and stuff,

violets are, you know, blue.

i'm not super awesome with words,

But, whatever, i totally love you."

Red's poem 10/10
Worthy of shakespere

I love Sansby oh dear lordssssss I am trash

I need this in my life! A toast to being sinners!

I would LOVE to see a sequel to this CUTE fic!

If you wish to continue it, by all means, make another chapter! It'll be interesting to see what happens next. Sans' way of thinking sure is strange, though; "best case senario is death, worse case being beaten and alive" - wow. xD