*Everybody goes to sleep, it's now the next morning, Sans and Papyrus are cooking breakfast, while Eliver, Frisk, Flowey, and Chara enter and sit down*

Frisk: So guys, what's for breakfast? *Yawns*

Papyrus: Well, Human Frisk, We are having- *Gets interrupted by Chara cracking their knuckles* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! THE HUMANS BONES WERE SHATTERED!!!! NOO!! *Sans' eye twitches and he faceplants to the floor* AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Frisk: Guy's, what's wrong??!! *Then a fire starts on the stove, Sans is still on the floor, and Papyrus is still screaming* 

Toriel: *Walks in and puts out fire* Please, you two! This is the third day in a row!!