[ Sans, like the rest of them, is pretty dirty. They'd just spent days spelunking in a cave full of murderous parasitic crystalline giants, and Sans himself wading through submerged tunnels of water so cold it felt thick, just on the cusp of freezing over.
Which is why, when he returns to the cottage with Wade and a kid in tow -- and another unpleasant and unwelcome surprise in the form of the source of no end to misery -- the first thing Sans does is boil water.
Then he's handing out wads of cloth to Wade, to Kidwun, scraps of cloth that were parts left of a butchered t-shirt, and some of the soap the residents of the cottage had made with water and campfire ash. Mixed with coconut oil, the lye had made more than serviceable soap, if a little astringent.
He's no chemist, but monsters learned how to make a few things with the few resources they had. Soap was pretty easy, and he'd done it with help from--well. It was before they lost half their household.
Back when things were a little less complicated, when Newt was thatching their roof, and Wade and Sans and Clem were putting together three extra rooms spanning out from the original central one. But Newt is gone and so is Clem. Instead there's a grieving child without a sibling, there's a young prince who ruined Sans's life, and Wade...
God, Wade. He's taking it hard.
Besides making them scrub off the dirt with bits of homemade soap and heated water and rags, there's two double beds, complete with sheets and pillows and blankets, and rooms for privacy, albeit they don't exactly have doors yet.
Sans otherwise uses the pot once more, to make a kind of stew of fish and foraged greens, seaweed, and coconut meat. It's vaguely creamy and smells sweeter than it tastes. He ladles out a bowl and approaches the kid who had looked so small when they had been curled up on the bed.
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Which is why, when he returns to the cottage with Wade and a kid in tow -- and another unpleasant and unwelcome surprise in the form of the source of no end to misery -- the first thing Sans does is boil water.
Then he's handing out wads of cloth to Wade, to Kidwun, scraps of cloth that were parts left of a butchered t-shirt, and some of the soap the residents of the cottage had made with water and campfire ash. Mixed with coconut oil, the lye had made more than serviceable soap, if a little astringent.
He's no chemist, but monsters learned how to make a few things with the few resources they had. Soap was pretty easy, and he'd done it with help from--well. It was before they lost half their household.
Back when things were a little less complicated, when Newt was thatching their roof, and Wade and Sans and Clem were putting together three extra rooms spanning out from the original central one. But Newt is gone and so is Clem. Instead there's a grieving child without a sibling, there's a young prince who ruined Sans's life, and Wade...
God, Wade. He's taking it hard.
Besides making them scrub off the dirt with bits of homemade soap and heated water and rags, there's two double beds, complete with sheets and pillows and blankets, and rooms for privacy, albeit they don't exactly have doors yet.
Sans otherwise uses the pot once more, to make a kind of stew of fish and foraged greens, seaweed, and coconut meat. It's vaguely creamy and smells sweeter than it tastes. He ladles out a bowl and approaches the kid who had looked so small when they had been curled up on the bed.
Later, he'll have one to bring to Wade. ]