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Frisk: sans, why are you on the ceiling? Sans: idunno. Papyrus: WE MUST DO THE ART OF SPAGHETTI!!!! Undyne: I CAN FEEL IT!!OUR PASTA IS BEATING AS ONE!!!
Undyne: -pushes some cooked spaghetti in front of you- LESS TALKING MORE KNEDING!!!!!!!! Papyrus: -his noodles set on fire. he does not care.- HUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
Gracie: !! *off to the side* sans did you give them coffee?
Well it looks like they are ON FIRE -le not sorry-
Erhm...What did I just walk into.... Well, at least it's not the espresso incident....-shudders-