Happy Birthday

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Sans stood tall, one of his eye sockets glowing blue "Its a beautiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, kids like you." Papyrus butted in "SHOULD BE PARTYING." It was Frisks birthday, they were wearing a cone hat saying 8 today. "Thanks for throwing me this great party guys" Frisk hugged Sans "no probs kiddo" sans smiled, Snowdin was usually cold, but their determination warmed his hollow body. "Enough hugging you two, who wants pie," Toriel shouted, she placed the butterscotch cinnamon pie in front of them "dig in." Frisk took one mouthful and her expression changed from happy to ecstatic."

Holy moly Toriel, your cooking is the best. Undyne got angry, Sans didn't even have to turn around, he clicked his fingers and Undyne flew 5 meters. She wrapped a snowball in her hands and threw it at Sans, it didn't bother him, he dodged like he'd done it a million times. The ball of snow flew past him and hit frisk right in the face, they hit the ground, everyone gasped. A hand crept up onto the table, and another snowball flew and hit Alphys in the face, who was quietly tinkering in the corner. Frisk stood and yelled "Snowball fight" the rest of the day snowballs flew across Snowdin, Sans threw a few that were bone shaped. It was the best day ever.

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