I’m so mad you hid the big guns from me after all this time we know each other I thought you were a puny tiny noodly thing like me but instead you are S H R E D D E D rnarchhare: MARCH STARTS TODAY THIS IS MY ULTIMATE FORM
mamaito: “What a nice looking bone, brother!” I have a headcanon that skeletons like Papyrus and Sans can’t have children so instead they use magic to create an offspring, no, not the magical glow stick, I am talking about something else.