Edit: I've decided this is my Crack chapter. Just a bunch of random, mini scenarios that are not related to each other what-so-ever, all in one thing.

***This takes place in the GenderBent AU, so everyone is the opposite gender.

Yeah.

bleh....***

Excerpt Of, How To Annoy Your Goat Sister, In Just Several Easy Steps, By GB!Lost

"I AM THE MASTER OF DISASTER, THE KING OF MISTAKES, THE RULER OF-" Chara starts, determination glinting in his red eyes. 

"Brother, nO!" Asriel face palms herself, sighing wearily. "We are not having a boss battle in the backyard."

His face falls, and his usual omnipresent half smirk vanishes. "But-"

"NO BUTS!"

Ten minutes later.....

"PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE-" Chara is busy nagging Asriel, and doing quite a good job of it.

"AAAAGH!" Asriel shrieks, her fists in her head fur. "YOU'RE INSUFFERABLE!!"

"I know." Chara chuckles, taking pride in this fact. "So please-"

"NO!"

"BUT YOU DID ONE FOR FRISK??!!"

"THAT WAS DIFFERENT!" Asriel snaps, her red eyes glaring at Chara in a way that she almost seems to be willing his SOUL to shatter into pieces.

Chara is absolutely unphased. "C'mon-"

"NO!"

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lEt'S pRaNk FrIsK! 
GenderBent

"Okay, so first, you have to pick up the sword..." 

"Nah dip, sherlock."

Chara and Frisk are in the backyard, and Chara is teaching Frisk how to wield one of his magic swords.

"Alright, hotshot. Go ahead." Chara says, chuckling inwardly and hiding a smile.

Frisk nods, and grasps the handle. She pulled as hard as she can, the sword embedded in the ground. It doesn't budge. She frowns even more and tugs harder to no avail.

Chara snickers softly. "Aw, c'mon. If a chick version of me can carry one of those, let alone use it,  I'm sure you can."

Frisk scowls and tries again, even harder this time. It still doesn't budge. "THERE'S NO WAY ITS NORMALLY THIS HEAVY!!" She protests.

Chara raises an eyebrow at her and in one fluid movement, pulls the sword out of the ground with just one hand. Frisk stares at him with wide eyes, her mouth slightly agape.

"You were saying?" Chara says with a cocky smirk.

Frisk splutters. "But.... But.... HOW?! There's absolutely no way! I beat you in arm-wrestling once!" 

Chara's cheeks turn a little red. "I was 11 then!"

"Still! You aren't that strong!"

"Who says I'm not?!" He says hotly.

"Me!"

"Well clearly I am-"

"ANYTHING YOU CAN DO I CAN DO BETTER REEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Frisk absolutely shrieks, making Chara start to laugh.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Frisk yells, absolutely indignant, only making Chara laugh even more, dropping the sword. 

"Asriel, Asriel did you get all that?" He wheezes.

"Yep! Posting it right now-" Asriel says from behind a large tree, giggling. 

"Wait what?!" Frisk screeches. "NO!!"

"GET PRANKED, FRISK!" Asriel walks out from behind the tree, grinning as she high fives her brother.

Much frustrated screaming and chasing ensues.