[There it is. They're accepting themselves. Sans stays quiet as Mettaton speaks, some of the tension starting to unwind itself from his soul. Alphys reaches for her own Shadow, and it promptly disappears. That's one down. And unless Mettaton royally screws this up in the next few seconds, the other will be following shortly.]
[The danger is passing, and Sans isn't going to have to watch his friends die to some sex-crazed lunatics.]
[So now is a good for Sans to slide down the wall to the floor and just sorta crumple a little.]
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[The danger is passing, and Sans isn't going to have to watch his friends die to some sex-crazed lunatics.]
[So now is a good for Sans to slide down the wall to the floor and just sorta crumple a little.]
finally. jeez, guys.