"What's this! No, no, no! Everyone up! Oh my goodness gracious, it's already 7 am! Wake up everybody! There's work to be done!" Papyrus shouted, walking throughout the house.
"Shut up you stupid skeleton, let me go back to sleep!" Flowey shouted at Papyrus from the cup of dirt he was sleeping in.
"Calm down, my child." Toriel said softly. "And Sans, you were supposed to go get Flowey a flower pot!"
"Well," Sans replied. "the store was all the way across the street, and we had cups right here." Toriel shook her head in disbelief.
"Welp, I'm going back to sleep."
"Sans, no. There's work to be done. Besides, we still have to wake up the others." Papyrus stated.
"But Papy"-Sans started.
"No buts Sans." Papyrus interrupted.
"Fine." Sans said stubbornly.
"Hey Papyrus." Toriel said. "What work is there to be done now?"
"Well, umm, maybe, um, oh yeah! We have to clean the house and work on the garden and make breakfast and"-
"Hey Papy, do we really need a garden?" Sans questioned. "I mean, I know it would look nice, but a gardens a lot of work."
"Sans! The garden will help our house look presentable to the humans." Papyrus explained. "Now we need to go wake up Undyne and Alphys and, where's Frisk?"
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The Surface (Undertale)
Hayran KurguThe barrier was finally broken. Monsters are free to go to surface. Everything is finally perfect, or so they think....
