You were growing some glass lilies when you heard some plants wilting. You giggled and stood up, seeing your friend Sans. "Greetings Sans. How was your day?" You asked standing with your hands held together, Sans smiled and told you that his day was 'bone'-tasic. You snickered and smiled, you soon were telling Sans about your ghost dragon, your dragon of war.

"He's a Mist Dragon. They are known to be loyal to their masters and also known as "Death's Dragon." You explained, petting your dragon's head gently. "So... if I touch him.. he wont... You know.." Sans asked, you nodded and gently took his hand and putted on the sleeping beast.

Sans smiled when the pale creature started to purr and curl up. "He seems to like you." You admitted, Sans saw your (e/c) jewals were full of life and mystery as he petted the dragon. "Can... I name him?" Sans asked, you nodded and watched Sans think.

"How about... Ghost?" Sans suggested, the dragon lifted his head and nuzzled Sans's skull gently. "Well then. Ghost it is!" You agreed happily, Ghost looked over at you and used his tail to push you closer to Sans.

"Hey kiddo, how would you like to come to Snowdin? It's pretty nice." Sans offered, you thought and looked at Ghost, who had his head on Sans's lap. You finally nodded and smiled, Sans smiled back and stood up, gently pulling you up as well.

Ghost vanished into mist as Sans led you through a short cut into Snowdin. You blushed but, smiled as you followed your friend. "SANS! WHO'S YOUR NEW FRIEND?" A voice asked, you saw in front of you a tall skeleton in a black cloak like Sans.

"Oh, hey paps... This is (y/n). The goddess of spirits and life."