"Another way to become more tolerable is by playing with friends." Frisk explained to the sulking flower.

"I don't consider any of you my friends, I tolerate you." Flowey growled.

"And now we're gonna tolerate you." Frisk said. "So we're gonna play basketball because that's the only sport Sans is willing to play."

"s'up." Sans said from the bleachers.

"I'M PROUD OF YOU BROTHER." Papyrus said, sitting next to him.

"sure bro. i'm also jumping with joy."

"I WANT TO NOT BE ON SANS'S TEAM!" Papyrus yelled angrily.

"Fine. Team 1 will have me, Toriel, Alphys, and Sans. Team 2 will have have Papyrus, Asgore, Frisk, and Flowey." Undyne announced. "Now get on the court!"

"But how do I play?!" Flowey asked.

"Just use your vines. But you can only use two at once." Frisk explained, taking him out of the pot so he could use his vines on the court.

"But why can't I get on the court?"

"Because your a tiny flower and you might get trampled." Frisk answered quietly.

"Well so might Smiley Trashbag!" Flowey yelled, referring to Sans.

"HEY!" Papyrus yelled from the bleachers, covering the sides of Sans's head.

Sans directed Papyrus's attention to something behind them before flashing Flowey the finger.

Flowey grumbled to himself as two vines appeared on the court. Everyone else quickly got onto their side of the court.

"Tori and Asgore will do a jump-ball." Undyne announced. The former king and queen nodded and walked up to the middle line, giving each other competitive smiles. The two goats had been getting along better since they had reached the surface, though it was clear that they weren't getting back together.

Frisk walked between them with the basketball in their hands. "One, two, three!" They tossed the ball up into the air. The two goat monsters jumped up to it.

Asgore managed to reached the ball first due to being taller. He quickly smacked the ball towards Papyrus, who caught the ball and began dribbling it towards the hoop. However, Undyne tackled him to the ground before he made it three feet.

"Foul!" Toriel shouted.

"What?!" Undyne yelled, getting off Papyrus.

"THAT WAS AMAZING UNDYNE!" Papyrus yelled, flashing her a thumbs-up while still lying face-first on the ground.

"You can't tackle your opponents Undyne." Toriel sighed.

"you've never played basketball before, have you undyne?" Sans asked. Undyne shook her head.

"Undyne, since you didn't know, we'll let you keep playing. But the next time you attempt that foul play, you're going to be disqualified." Toriel said.

The game resumed. Papyrus attempted to make a shot, but Undyne shot it down mid-air. Alphys managed to prevent the ball from going out of bounds, before sloppily dribbling the ball towards the other side of the court, occasionally losing control of the ball and having to chase after it. It was clear that she had never played basketball before.

Flowey smirked, before laying his vine out over Alphys's feet. Alphys's foot caught on the vine, and she fell with a squeal, the basketball escaping her grip.

The ball bounced once before Flowey caught it in his other vine.

"Foul!" Toriel yelled again.

"What?!" Flowey complained. "I didn't freaking tackle her!"

"Okay. To make it clear, harming your opponents in any way is a foul." Asgore announced.

Undyne let out a sound of understanding.

"Flowey, you're going to have to sit out for a while."

"Why?!?!"

"For committing a foul." She answered. Frisk went ahead and put him back into his pot to prevent.

The game resumed again, and Frisk managed to gain their team one point.

Everything was going smoothly until Alphys, in a desperate attempt to make a point, shot the ball from the foul line.

"Foul shot!" Toriel shouted.

Alphys stopped in her tracks and stared at Toriel in shock. "W-what?"

"YOU TRIED TO SCORE A POINT FROM A RESTRICTED AREA, THERE FOR REWARDING THE OTHER TEAM A 'FREE THROW'." Papyrus explained, reading from a basketball rules book.

"It's okay Alphy." Undyne said, kneeling down and giving her girlfriend an encouraging pat on the back. "You're not the only one who's made a mistake. I mean, look at all the mistakes the damn flower made!"

The flower gave the fish a death glare.

"SO WHO MAKES THE FREE THROW?" Papyrus questioned.

"I'll do it!" Flowey said quickly, desperate to be able to do something without being punished. "Frisk! Move my pot to the line!"

Frisk happily obliged, grabbing Flowey's pot and moving it to the free throw line. Everyone then gathered in a line to the left and right of the hoop.

Flowey grabbed the basketball between his two vines, and stared at the hoop for a few seconds before throwing. The ball bounce off the board and went right back to Flowey, who would've gotten hit in the face if he hadn't caught it.

The flower grumbled under his breath before shooting for a second time. This time, it bounced off the board and into the hoop, scoring them a point. Papyrus, Asgore, Toriel, and Frisk clapped politely.

Flowey gave a gloating smile as Frisk tossed the ball back to him. Flowey stared at the hoop.

Before Sans suddenly grabbed the pot, with Flowey still in it screaming bloody murder, and ran up to the hoop, jumping up, and slam dunking Flowey through the hoop.

"geeettttttt dunked on!!!" He shouted, with everyone screaming in the background.

I not know anything about basketball. Please tell me if I got things wrong.