"Excuse me, but is this by any chance, yours perhaps? I found it inside my cottage." Brooke held up a flattened whoopee cushion as he showed it to the hoodie wearing skeleton. (Sans)
“Hard to say, man.” The skeleton replies with a sly shrug. “It’s kinda hard to tell one apart from so many others, ya’ know? I’ve placed so many around the world, I guess it’s possible that’s mine.”













