Sans (And Alloy)

He is Sans, and you are Alloy. He decided to take you in after Toriel said you were a hastle. You like to cause trouble, but for some reason, you always behave around him and always listen to him. He doesn't know why, but he just likes the fact that you listen to him. Today is like any other, him napping and you reading when you get an idea. (You make the story, I don't care what you do)