[h2][color=6ecff6]Sans![/color] - Rolling Around At The Speed Of Sound[/h2]

Sans in his current state wasn't what anyone would call 'stable'. He was acting on every thought, and that was it. When he noticed Jinx was after him, he looked ahead and blushed with embarrassment. [color=6ecff6]"She must want more tacos!"[/color] He assumed, worried. He didn't have enough made! There were still people who hadn't gotten their tacos today! And as much as he liked Jinx's Hi[b]Jinx[/b], he couldn't just leave a friend without food! He had to get away, and find those few who were left that were tacoless. According to the list in his currently messed up mind, Jibanyan and Fuma were the only ones left. 

But where were they?

[color=6ecff6]I'msorrrrrry!"[/color] Sans called back, picking up the pace and moving just a bit faster. His bag flailed wildly behind him, as he tried to figure out how to manage to get farther ahead with houses quickly approaching him. Then he had a brilliant idea.

Just by the sheer thought of them, his two Gaster Blasters swooped from the sky, and to his side. They both looked sort of nervous about his current condition, but weren't going to argue. Sans gestured for them to fly in front of him; And as they did, he jumped on top of the two Gaster Blasters like rollerskates. Only, these skates had one very extra feature.

The two Gaster Blasters turned, glaring back at Jinx. Though not intended to be aimed at her, they opened their mouths, and the small skull-looking devices fired [i]lasers.[/i] They approached Jinx at an alarming speed, and sent Sans jetting forward faster than ever, the skeleton not even able to think strait enough to realize he just attacked someone. Unintentionally attacked, but still. 

As he soared ahead, all that could be heard was a triumphant laugh of [color=6ecff6]"Mweh Heh Heh!"[/color]

[h2][color=a36209]Goombella[/color] - Home's Streets And... Explosions?[/h2]

Noticing Mr. L's reaction to the tacos, she looked down and noticed she had some at her feet. Noting she was fine, she sort of just decided... To ignore them. That'd be for the best, she was sure. [color=a36209]"Well, judging by the... [i]evidence.[/i]"[/color] She notes, mildly grossed out. [color=a36209]"It seems Sans is a little more off the handle than usual. I mean, when did he get that fast? I have to rewrite my log now."[/color] She seemed to not care that Sans was flying around giving people tacos; Instead, editing her Tattle Log with his new speed was more important.

[color=a36209]"I... Maybe a stray animal will pick these up, or something? Is that cruel to nature?"[/color] She pondered, hesitantly looking at the tacos. She wasn't picking it up; she'd die first. By something super terrible she wouldn't describe.

Though, this thought was taken out of her mind as she heard an explosion in the distance; causing her to look in the direction of the noise. [color=a36209]"Now what was THAT?"[/color] The Goomgirl questioned, both concerned and intrigued. She just hoped whatever it was, Sans wasn't involved. Though, now that she thought about it, considering the odds...

[color=a36209]"Oh, Sans.."[/color] She muttered, head shaking. [color=a36209]"Just what kind of trouble did you get into...?"[/color]