you can't trust stuff from anons, and I figured you needed a pick-me-up
Thanks..*Reaper instead of drinking the coffee, splashes it on himself to try and wake himself up, he was exhausted from trying to do all the reaping alone though* what were we talking about again..? Oh..*The Death God then swings his scythe at a Sans passing by, reaping them*
+8 answers in: “*Much to Reaper's surprise, a wild goat god appears... Though he's incredibly filthy*”