[Sans's face scrunches up with the memory of those things smashing in through his own window. He peeks around Papyrus to take a look.] Guess they're visiting the neighbors. [Better other houses than this one. Without magic, it's not like either of them can do anything even if they wanted to. Well, if Papyrus wanted to. Sans definitely doesn't want to go back out there.] But you've got a ton of pumpkins out there, so no big deal. I'll just spend the night here.