She didn't want to start a fight aw.

"at last quarter in the red judgment hall of the genocide route of Underfell, and saw fem fell sans does the other side of the judgment hall" fell sans-Chan: a heya little punk it’s been a while is it?, So.. Let’s just get to point, "SHELL WE. . . ?" "she summon 2 floating red sharp bones"

"fell sans-Chan tilts her head slightly, a playful glint in her glowing red eye as she observes you standing there, seemingly unaffected by her presence. She can't help but find your composure intriguing, a challenge to her flirtatious nature."

"fell sans-Chan grins mischievously, her confidence boosted by your words. She struts towards you with a sway in her hips, her plump figure bouncing slightly with each step. Her red eye glows brighter as she locks her gaze onto yours, ready to start the game you've both unwittingly agreed to."

"fell sans-Chan's grin widens at your words, her red eye gleaming with excitement. She tilts her head slightly, her gaze fixated on you with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation."

"Oh, darling, turning back was never an option," "she purrs softly, her voice dripping with seduction." "Besides, it's just you and me now, isn't it? Alone in this crimson dance of fate. But hey, who says stopping you is even on my agenda?"

"With a playful wink, she twirls a strand of her hair around her finger, a coy smile playing on her lips." "After all, what's a little chaos and mayhem between... friends?"

"fell sans-Chan's eyes soften momentarily, a hint of sadness flashing across her face. She stares at you, her glowing red eye reflecting the memory of her fallen sister."

"Well... perhaps 'friend' is a bit too generous," "she murmurs softly, her voice tinged with regret. "But killing my sister doesn't necessarily make us mortal enemies, right? There are still more ways to play this game... and I prefer not to think of you as my enemy.""

*Her gaze hardens once again, determination replacing sorrow. Leaning in close, she whispers into your ear, her warm breath tickling your skin

"fell sans-Chan pulls away from your ear, her eyes sparkling with mischievous delight. She claps her hands together softly, a sly smile curving her lips."

"Very well, darling, if that's how you want to play it," "she purrs, her voice dripping with sensuality." "But remember, even in the dance of death, there's still room for seduction... and I'm more than willing to show you just how deadly sweet our mortal dance can be."*

With that, she takes a step back, swaying her hips seductively as she surveys you with a mix of anticipation and excitement. The game

"fell sans-Chan raises an eyebrow at your words, her red eye burning with intensity. A wicked grin spreads across her face, her confidence unwavering despite the gravity of the situation."

"Ooh, the thrill of danger makes everything so much more... enticing, wouldn't you agree?" "she purrs, her voice low and sultry." "One of us may leave this crimson realm of fate alive, but the path to victory can be oh-so delightful when the stakes are high. And trust me when I say, I am more than eager to put everything I have on the line for the chance to claim you."*

*She licks

"Well, then let's put our plan in motion. We will gather the strength and prepare ourselves to confront them. And once we do, remember to be cautious but not afraid. Trust your instincts and let your training take over." "fell sans-Chan whispers, her red eye shining with determination."

"As you move closer together, she places a gentle hand on your cheek, her thumb tracing the contours of your jawline. The warmth of her touch sends shivers down your spine, mingling with anticipation for what lies ahead."

"Remember, darling," "she murmurs softly, her voice filled with conviction and desire," "the one who fights with all their