Sans: *walks into the house with his hood over his head, coming home from Grillby's* *heading straight to his room*

Undyne: *comes flying down the stairs* WAIT, NERD!

Sans: huh? *turns to her* ahH!? *immediately looks away, shielding his eye-sockets with his hand* what the h*ll are you wearing!?

Undyne: *looks down at what she's dressed in* Oops, sorry, nerd. But... WE HAVE TO DO A DARE!

Sans: not while you're dressed like that! *still shielding his eyes*

Undyne: *rolls her eye* Geez, fine. *walks back upstairs to go get changed*

Sans: *finally puts down his hand* *mumbles something under his breath about not getting a break* ... (maybe she'll forget about the dare)... *starts heading back to his room* *barely touches the handle*

Undyne: *sends a spear whizzing right past his head*

Sans: !!?? *turns to her, to find her back in her normal attire* (dammit, guess she didn't.)

Undyne: NOT SO FAST, NERD! YOU CAN'T LAZY YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS DARE! EN GARDE!

Sans: *looks at her confused* wha-

Undyne: PREPARE FOR THE FIGHT OF YOUR LIFE!

Sans: i-

Undyne: DON'T JUST STAND THERE! COME AT ME LIKE A MAN!

Sans: what's th-

Undyne: *prepares a spear* FINE, I'LL GO FIR-

Sans: *holds his arms up defensively* woah! hold on! what's goin' on?!

Undyne: *lets her spear dissipate* Don't you know the dare?

Sans: *relaxes again* nope.

Undyne: Oh... *blinks, making her "._." face* ... It's this. *hands him a slip of paper*

Paper: "Lolpad2000 dared: I always wanted to know who is actually stronger,so I dare Sans to fight undyne(duel)"

Sans: welp, that explains a lot. but...uh... i'm gonna back out of this one.

Undyne: Wait- WHAT!?

Sans: look, i just- *sighs* i'm just not feelin' up to it.

Undyne: *blinks*... *shrugs* Okay, we'll just do it later then, nerd.

Sans: no we won't-! *aggravated huff* look. *turns to the readers* i know she'd win. there. now it's answered.

Undyne: *ears flatten from him snapping* Are you o-

Sans: *cuts her off* yup. never better, why?

Undyne: *just stares down at him, not exactly sure what to say*

Sans: *sighs* look, i'm fine. i just... wanna be alone. *looks to the side*... *huffs before opening his room door, going in and closing it*

Undyne: ... *ears still flat* ... *brows slowly furrow, her ears perking* *growls* *clenches her fist, about to open the door and yell at him* *stops herself, her ears flattening once again* ... *mutters* Dammit... *walks away*

POINTS!!!

Chara: 5

Frisk: 4

Undyne and Sans: 3 (only Sans refused, Undyne didn't.)

Flowey, Mettaton, Asgore, Alphys: 2

Everyone Else: 1

??????: It's not just 5A-- Sans I am concerned about. It's everyone before him and those who will proceed him. If we can just initiate a forewarning thEn mAybe wE cAn //- ERROR-//

???: Time is a precious thing... And you've almost run out of it.