hey deva

*smiles* its not your fault its mine i was currently looking for a cure a the flu but..the rat was otherwise and sans was bit by the rat when i wasent looking...so is to late to say sorry?

deva can you make him some vegitable soup and gaster you will veggies rather you like it of not

gives blanket

dad are you hungry any cravings?

okay srsly i can you're weak as fuck right now *pushes down*

(fuck) hungry sorry kill me

*slowly pushes back down* are you hundry?

nonono lay back down you need rest

*check heart beat and pulse* your fine dad *tears up* your fine

dad are feeling okay? btw deva call me Rose its my middle name

*gets sans and places near* heres sans dad

dad do want to se sans

sans? is that it sans?

dad you okay? *gets on knees very close not afriad of infection*

what about gaster?

sans: *goes to normal* what happened? Me: yup

*injects sans*

okay

closet..? what?