It's his secret secret triple-secret code word to let him know he's dealing with a time traveler, Frisk explains. Sans stares at Frisk, completely dumbfounded. How did you-?īecause I'm the legendary fartmaster, replies Frisk.
His eye sockets seem to bulge out, if that's even possible for skeletons.
It's at this moment that I recognize the figure as Sans. Frisk reaches for the figure's hand, but suddenly grabs their wrist and gently twists it, turning the palm upwards. Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hand.įrisk and I slowly turn around, and see a short, shadowy figure before us. That voice sounds so familiar, but I just can't place it. I hear the sound again, and it seems to get closer and closer, until. I nod, and we resume walking until we come to a wooden bridge, with bars around it. I whirl around, but there's nobody there.įrisk gives my tail a little squeeze. Suddenly, I hear the same crunching sound from a good distance behind us. The snow crunches beneath our feet as we walk. Probably because I've gotten used to the sun.