[Future Sans will get to gather up two skeleton-shaped legs (one with a particularly rusted ankle decoration), a few versions of the more muscular skeleton-shaped arms, and at least one skeleton-shaped hand. They'll all feature signs of rusting on and inside them, the hand most of all.
In the present, Papyrus rolls his eyes at Sans's pun volleying, and makes a face at the misunderstanding displayed by asking it.]
\E3NO FEET AT ALL,&I'M UPGRADING TO WHEELS&BEFORE MY LICENSE./
[As to supplies, that's a harder answer to offer. The metal in the pile on the floor isn't only his partly-disassembled leg and its partner, but a collection of spare parts gathered from dump runs and other disassembled machinery. Wheels of varying sizes, including some small enough to be parts of roller blades. There are, in fact, a couple roller blades on the floor. But it's more the kind of pile of whatever he had on hand, rather than something he's gone into with a particular blueprint in mind.]
no subject
In the present, Papyrus rolls his eyes at Sans's pun volleying, and makes a face at the misunderstanding displayed by asking it.]
\E3NO FEET AT ALL,&I'M UPGRADING TO WHEELS&BEFORE MY LICENSE./
[As to supplies, that's a harder answer to offer. The metal in the pile on the floor isn't only his partly-disassembled leg and its partner, but a collection of spare parts gathered from dump runs and other disassembled machinery. Wheels of varying sizes, including some small enough to be parts of roller blades. There are, in fact, a couple roller blades on the floor. But it's more the kind of pile of whatever he had on hand, rather than something he's gone into with a particular blueprint in mind.]