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Today was another beautiful day outside. At least, that was what Sans thought. Being able to sit under the sun wasn’t exactly a privilege that was extended to the residents of the Underground.
Today, Sans was spending his third legally-required break sitting on a bench in Waterfall.
It was a tempting idea to just take a nap, but he simply felt like having a walk. “Walk,” of course, being a term used rather lightly due to his use of a shortcut to get to where he was now, but it still counted in his (joke) book.
Waterfall was the quietest part of the Underground. The area was lit by various glowing crystals from the walls and ceiling of the cavern. It was also the darkest area, but it was the easiest on the eye sockets, a feature that Sans thought really shined compared to other areas. Puns like that really brightened up his day, though tibia honest he wasn’t sure the same could be said for Papyrus.
“a femur puns never hurts.” Sans chuckled at his own jokes.
It was in that moment that Sans realized he was being observed by an Echo Flower, right next to his bench. There were many ones like it, but this one was closest to him.
The glowing blue flower was just about as tall as him, though he didn’t pay that feature of it much mind. The message it carried had long since become nothing but white noise.
Of course, Sans being Sans…
“echo.”
“echo.” The white noise in the Echo Flower cut out as it spoke back.
“knock knock.” Oh, this was going to be good.
“knock knock.” The flower’s petals shifted back and forth as it mimicked his speech.
“that’s not how it works, bud . you’re supposed to say ‘who’s there?’.”
Amazingly after Sans had spoken, it parroted back, “who’s there?”
Sans grinned to himself as he replied, “cash.”
And, as if the Angel of pun-making had descended and whispered into his new pal’s ear (or petal), the flower replied, “cash who?”
“nah, i have allergies. thanks for the offer though.” If he possessed ears, Sans would be grinning from ear to ear.
Instead of replying, the Echo Flower fell silent. Normally, people would go nuts over that joke. It seemed his new pun-pal would be a tough nut to crack.
Of course, there was always the old door he found in the forest. He could have some better luck there. As far as he knew, there was nobody behind it, but it was great for knock knock jokes.
With a bit of a stretch, Sans got up off the bench and took a shortcut to Snowdin Forest.