The chapter in which I get through a bunch of dares and asks.

Doggo: *sitting at Grillby's* *bites into a burger* ...!!!??? *suddenly spits out a piece of paper* WHAT THE-?!  *squints at the piece of paper, trying to see what it was*

Grillby: *notices Doggo's distress* !! *quickly makes his way around the bar, walking up to the dog* *sees the piece of paper he just spit out* I am terribly sorry, it won't happen again. *picks up the saliva covered paper with his gloved hands*

Doggo: Eh, you're good, it's the first time anything's gone wrong with your food. *takes out a dog treat and smokes it*

Grillby: *eyes the dog treat* *points to another room*

Doggo: *raises a brow at him* *squints to where he's pointing* *realizes he's not in the smoking area* Oops, my bad. *stands up, walking into the other room*

Grillby: *shakes his head* *looks down at the paper* *he can see distorted writing on it* *he barely makes out what it says*

Paper: " ElinaViolets dared: I dare Grillby to learn how to make homemade Ketchup and give it to Sans :3 "

Grillby: *raises a brow at the strange request* *already knows how to make home-made ketchup, and also knows that it takes 12 hours* *sighs*

Grillby: *decides he should call Sans to see when he's free so he can actually give it to him, considering the fact that it's now almost rare for him to come to the diner*

Grillby: *walks to the back room, calling him*

Sans: *picks up after about five rings* heya? what's up, g?

Grillby: I was wondering when you're free, I have to stop over at some point in the next few days.

Sans: huh? for what? you never come over anymore.

Grillby: A dare.

Sans: well, there's always someone here, so stop by whenever.

Grillby: Thank you.

Sans: heh, gotta go catch up with paps now, guess i'll see ya later.

Grillby: Okay, goodbye. *hangs up*

Grillby: *shakes his head, wishing he had a phone that could text since he prefers to not talk*

Grillby: *starts making the ketchup in between serving his customers*

-A Day later, which is also a day after the 4K chapter-

(While Grillby is doing his thing, let's get some random asks and dares done.)

BKdreamsans dared: I dare azzy to do a head stand.

*...

*But nobody came

princessemojikitten asked: Papy!! What exactly DO you put in spaghetti? I'm curious.

Papyrus: LOVE OF COURSE... AND EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE KITCHEN!

A bunch of people asked: Can we hug Blooky?

Turtle: *refuses for this to happen because they're an armist bastard*

Blooky: *loses one point* ...oh...

lightspeed5260 asked: Hey Sans, why are you scared of Undyne? I mean, chances are if there was a fight between you and her, you have a pretty good chance of winning, mostly by your dodging skills alone. You could tire her out in mere minutes and walk away without a scratch!

Sans: i'm not scared of her, just scared of her obliviousness to her own strength when she isn't focused. ya can't blame me, you'd be a bit uncomfortable if a soldier who was over a foot taller than you picked you up too. and like i said awhile ago, she'd win in a fight. i'm not as strong as you guys seem to think i am.

ancient_sunshine dared: I dare Dom to meet Ness.

Sans: *blinks* ...

Sans: *stares at the nickname*

Sans: ... hahaha, nope.

TerraLignum dared: I dare Flowey to burn the Bible in front of Frisk.

Flowey: *burns the Bible, laughing like a maniac*

Frisk: ... I'm confused, how am I supposed to react to this... I'm not going to say my religion, but let's say I'm Christian. It's just a book that's been copied multiple times, it's not like it's the original writings or anything...

-Back to Grillby-

Grillby: *finally finishes the ketchup after 12 hours* *a little while later he finds their house and knocks at the door*

Frisk: *unlocks the door, opening it* Hiya-- ... Grillby? (What's he doing here?)

Grillby: *waves at the child*

Frisk: Um... do you want to come in? Or...?

Grillby: *isn't really sure what he wants to do*...

Frisk: *awkwardly stares at him for a few seconds, slowly realizing how little they know him and how awkward this is because of it* You're friends with Sans... right?

Grillby: *nods*

Frisk: Okay... *turns away from Grillby and towards the rest of the house* ... *shouts at the top of their lungs* SANS!!!

Grillby: *jumps a little from the sudden volume increase that he didn't expect to come out of such a tiny person*

Frisk: *tapping their foot waiting for him* ... *they're very impatient* *screams again* SANS, YOU'VE GOT A FRIEND HERE!!!!!!

Grillby: *pretty sure his "ears" are ringing*

Sans: *walks around the corner laughing a little* kid, i heard you the first time, no need to wake the dead. *ruffles up their hair*

Frisk: Hey! I just brushed it!

Sans: oh, my bad. *purposefully messes it up even more*

Frisk: *whines* Whyyyy? *walks away to go fix their hair*

Sans: *looks to Grillby* trust me, they love it.

Frisk: *shouts back from the other room* NOT WHEN I JUST BRUSHED IT!

Sans: *winks* you see?

Grillby: *shakes his head at the skeleton, smiling a little*

Sans: so... what's up?

Grillby: *points up at the sky*

Sans: *laughs* oh god, don't do that around paps, he'll blame me for it.

Grillby: *nods in response*

Sans: heh, anyways, ya said somethin' about a dare, right?

Grillby: *nods, handing him a glass bottle filled with home-made ketchup*

Sans: *looks at it, not trusting whatever is in there* ... grillby, any chance the dare had something to do with hot sauce?

Grillby: *shakes his head "no"*

Sans: ... alcohol?

Grillby: *shakes his head "no"*

Sans: ... anythin' at all that's not supposed to be in ketchup?

Grillby: *shakes his head "no"*

Sans: ... so the dare was to literally just give me some plain ol' ketchup.

Grillby: *shakes his head "no" again*

Sans: huh? what do you mean "no"? what is it then.

Grillby: ...

Sans: *just looks up at him confused*

Undyne: *suddenly comes running by with Papyrus* *sees Grillby* HEY, GRILLBY! *runs up, punching him in the arm* Haven't seen you in forever! *running in place as she's talking*

Grillby: *waves at her before holding his shoulder in pain*

Undyne: Aw, you're still a big softie! Ha!

Grillby: *rolls his eyes, smiling a little*

Undyne: Well, gotta go, dork, me and Papyrus are "training", bye! *is about to run then freezes* And you better have not forgot about my birthday, or I'll punch you! NGAH! *runs off, nearly knocking over Sans*

Sans: *easily reads Grillby's face* yeah, she hasn't changed... at all. *realizes how long he's been standing in the door way* hey, wanna come in?

Grillby: *remembers Fuku is at home* *shakes his head "no"*

Sans: oh, okay... welp, you probably have to be somewhere. see ya.

Grillby: *nods, turning around to leave*

Sans: *sees something on his back* *it looks like a weird spider* wait, there's somethin' on you.

Grillby: *turns around, looking at Sans confused*

Sans: no, on your back...*sighs* lemme get it. *walks around Grillby, just to see it's not there anymore* ... uh...

Grillby: ???

Sans: *shakes his head, walking back around* i musta been seein' things. *flicks himself in the skull* i'm a bit of a bone-head, ya know.

Grillby: *shakes his head at the pun, leaving*

Sans: *goes back inside, closing and locking the door* ... *flips the bottle of ketchup Grillby gave him in his hand* ... that was weird...

POINTS!!!

Chara: 8

Sans: 7

Undyne: 6

Papyrus and Frisk: 5

Flowey and Mettaton: 4

Grillby, Asgore, Alphys: 3

Toriel: 2

Everyone Else: 1

Blooky: -1 (Blooky: ...oh.)