"Yeah Paps. It has all kinds of pasta noodles and sauces. You'll love it."
"REALLY HUMAN?"
"Yes. It is like God."
I turned into the pasta aisle and let Papyrus take it in.
He gasped and ran along, pushing all kinds of things in the cart.
By the time we got back to Sans, Papyrus had almost all the things from the pasta place.
"Aw man, really?"
"Sorry Sans. He needed to see God."
"What?"
"Yes."
-later-
"HUMAN! I MADE PASTA!"
"Hooray!"
I stepped into the kitchen and saw candles all around. Pasta sat on plates and flowers decked out made me blush. I sat down and Papyrus smiled at me.
"HUMAN...MAY I ASK YOU SOMETHING?"
"Sure."
"WILL YOU MARRY ME?"
I sputtered and opened my mouth.
"I...uh...well..."
Sans stepped up by me and whispered:
"You better not hurt my brother or you're gonna have a bad time."
That made me realize the guy I loved had just proposed.
"Pap?"
"YES?"
I almost shattered glass when I screamed yes.
After he danced with me in happiness, I tried some pasta.
Big mistake.
