Dr. Flug: Oh. I hope she doesn't eat any of these...

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Error: *He licks a few more times, before putting the tip in his mouth*

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Sans: *After a few minutes of running around, trying to find her, he begins to cry* P-Please.... Eliver?!

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Boris: *He sees Sans, then picks up his phone* Yeah?

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Flowey: Yeah... What did  you do...?

A/N - Also, if you ever want to add chapters to the art book or health book or anything, then go ahead.