//Frisk lay in bed in the living room sick.//

Sans: Hey murderer give me the remote.

Chara: Fine, but, Sans I didn't want to murder anyone it was all Frisk's fault.//Throws remote to Sans but misses and hits sleeping Frisk in the head//

Frisk: Chara d-did you hit me th-that really hurt.

Chara: I-I threw the remote and h-hit your head.//Frisk Cries// I-I'm sorry.

Sans: Was that Frisk's Fault?//Sans says sarcastically//

Chara: Shut up SANS.

Toriel: //Walks in from kitchen// Is that Frisk crying?

Chara: Sans did it!

Toriel: Sans!?

Sans: No! The murder had the remote and I asked her for it so she threw it and hit the kid.

Toriel: Well, Lazy Bones why didn't you get up and get it?

Sans: But I-

Toriel: //interrupts Sans// Sans go to my room and watch television and Chara go to your room and play with your toys.

Chara: //crosses arms// But all my toys are plastic weapons!

Sans: Told you she's a murderer!

Toriel: Sans! GO TO MY ROOM! And Chara let's go to the store to get some new toys.