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*at Grillby's*

Me: You know Sans...
Sans: yeah? *sips ketchup*
Me: Even though I'm pasifist...
Sans: . . .
Me: I still kill people.
Sans: wait what. *eyes turn black*
Me: Yeah I...
Me: KILL THEM WITH KINDNESS~ KILL THEM WITH KINDNESS~ *starts to disco*
Sans: *eyes turn normal, laughs intenally* I love this woman..
Grillby: Then why not marry her?
Me: *stops dancing, looks at Grillby* . . .
Sans: no.

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