Sans: *He smiles, gently kissing her on the lips*

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Henry: *He smiles, nuzzling him back*

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Shula: *She melts into the kiss*

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Dr. Flug: They're all right here, dad. Dementia, Black Hat, William, Ava, And 5.0.5 are all here. So-

Devil: Yeah, none of them are supposed to die anytime soon, so you're fine.

Dr. Flug: *He jolts* H-Holy science!! A-Are you  Satan??!

Devil: No, I'm damn Princess Peach. Yes, I'm Satan.

gDr. Flug: H-How are you even possible??!
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Devil: How are flying pigs possible? The world may never know.

Dr. Flug: But flying pigs aren't possible...

Devil: I say otherwise. Anyway. Dr. Simon Flug, how does a man of science feel to look at something completely impossible to exist?

Dr. Flug: cOnFUsEd!

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Mugman: *He... trips and falls, then looking up, a bit flusteredly* H-Hi, Cala Maria...!