[It probably doesn't help that in this fairy tale, the Great Papyrus (note: not yet a very famous Royal Guardsman) shoved Sans into some kinda-sorta armor similar to his. Of course, that didn't stop the shorter skeleton from wearing a jacket and slippers with it, but it didn't help that he didn't ever polish it either.
He chuckles low at the pun. Come to think of it... her voice was familiar too.]
I'd call it stupifying the enemy more than anything.
[He speaks very matter-of-fact now as he steps closer to pick the cushion off the ground and slip it into his hand, making note to show how he hides it.]
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He chuckles low at the pun. Come to think of it... her voice was familiar too.]
I'd call it stupifying the enemy more than anything.
[He speaks very matter-of-fact now as he steps closer to pick the cushion off the ground and slip it into his hand, making note to show how he hides it.]
So y'see, if I ever find into a human...
[He holds his hand out to her to shake.]
Boom.