No idea

*Chara gives you a death glare.*
Chara: "You're dead to me."
*Sans ignores the angry child.*
Sans: "Thanks, pal. Just what I do."
*Glitch eventually wipes away her tears as Anti goes to join in comforting her*
A/N: My poor children
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