Papyrus:
You are my SANShine, my only SANShine.
You always make fun of things, when I am near.
You'll never stop making puns, but I still love you-
Sans:
I'm so proud.
Papyrus:
Dear brother you didn't let me finish!
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( Mettaton: where did you go with Papyrus, Sans? )
( Sans: We went to this party and METTATON of people. )
( * death by glamour plays* )
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( Howdy, Sans! Did you really think I'll let you pass? )
( Yeah. I'm pretty sure I'll... sucSEED )
( I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE JUST PASS THROUGH )
( Okay, okay. I'll just be LEAFing now. )
( JUST PASS YOU- )
( Woah, no need