Frisk: WAIT!

Sans/Papyrus: ???

Frisk: *hugs* Whatever happens, know that we are here to support you.

Sans: kid, you're making me more scared then the whole flowey thing.

Frisk: * ignores* You two will both be missed. *leaves room*

Papyrus: THAT WAS...STRANGE...

Sans: i know right, i wonder what the next one-- ....oh god

Papyrus: BROTHER WHAT IS-- OH...OH DEAR

Sans: *non-comprehensible sounds*

Papyrus: 0-0...BR-BROTHER, WHAT AM I DOING TO YOU IN THOSE DRAW--

Sans: *falls out of chair backwards*

THUD

Undyne: *from the other room* HAHA CALLED IT! YOU OWE ME FIVE BUCKS, TORIEL!

Papyrus:... A-HEM... HUMANS WHO HAVE MADE THESE...CREATIONS... I AM SORRY TO TELL YOU THAT ME NOR MY BROTHER APPRECIATE THEM AT ALL.... IN FACT I THINK YOU BROKE HIM....SANS!?

Sans: hehehehehehehhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Papyrus:.....HE IS INDEED BROKEN

Frisk: *runs into room* *dumps ice water on Sans* *sprints out*

Sans: ah!!! my eye-sockets!!! *ices rattles in skull*

Papyrus:BROTHER, I HAVE NEVER AGREED WITH YOU MORE!

Sans' Rating:

i hate all of you...so much -666/20HP

Papyrus' Rating:

YOU ALL CONCERN ME AND MY EYES -666/20HP