-Prologue-

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"If you keep eating so much chocolate you'll get sick Chara!" You nagged, stealing a piece from her.

She laughed and jabbed your side playfully. "You're not much better. You've been helping me through this for the past two hours."

You huffed. "I'm a big person! I can handle more sweets than you." You smirked.

Chara looked at you dully. "Ha ha, you wanna bet?! I bet I can eat twice as much chocolate as you in a minute."

"Oh yeah? I bet I can eat four times as much chocolate you in half the time."

"How much are we putting on this?" Chara grinned.

"I got twenty." You challenged, slapping it on the coffee table in front of you. "Bring it tweeny."

You'd made the nickname from a tiny and tween. Chara hates being called both so you invented the nickname out of pure evil.

"I'm thirteen in two weeks (Y/N)! What're you gonna call me then?" She smiled triumphantly.

"I'll call you teeny, duh." You shrugged, cramming more chocolate into your mouth.

Chara growled and put a ten dollar bill on the table. "Let's just pull the bet okay?" She said in a low tone.

You laughed at her short temper and pulled a pile of chocolate towards you.
"Okay Chara, on my count...
1...
Eat!"

You cut the count short to confuse her. As quick as lighting you crammed four Hershey kisses in your mouth, chewing quickly. Chara hesitated before stuffing her own mouth with chocolate. Fifteen seconds in you were leading. You had just shoved the last half of a chocolate bar in you mouth when Paps appeared on the scene.

He was wearing the usual black basketball short with a pristine orange hoodie. You waved mutely, mouth full. His eyes fell down to the table and he smiled, grabbing the thirty dollars.

"Sweet, I'm going to Muffet's." He teased, 'counting' the bills.

You tried yelling at him but failed miserably, only succeeding in dribbling chocolate down your chin. Putting on a pouting look, you glared at Paps. You flipped your favorite finger towards him and he chuckled.

"Oh, I'm sorry (Y/N), is this yours?" He teased, waving it in front of your face.

You snatched at it but he pulled it away. "Actually..." Chara beamed, brandishing her empty dish where her share of chocolate used to sit, "that's mine!"

You swallowed and released a grunt of protest. "Not fair! Paps distracted me!" You argued.

"Not my fault! I just got thirty bucks." Chara boasted, stuffing her small leather wallets with the bills.

You watched her putting it in her pocket, planning to steal the money back later. You stood to your full height and stretched. Your loose (F/C) tank top pulled up when you rose your arms but you didn't mind. You'd been sitting so long that your entire body was popping. You wiped your hands on your blue jeans and walked to the kitchen. Sans was rushing around in a pink apron preparing food.

"Hey Sans, what're ya making? Because if we're having pasta again I'll scream."

He looked at you and grinned. "WORRY NOT (Y/N)! TONIGHT I'VE PREPARED (F/F) JUST FOR YOU!"

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