Me: Hey guys we have another ....couple of dares and....something tells me papyrus is gonna have fun and sans is not.
Sans: Why what did they do....what's going on in the dares
Papyrus: WOWIE FINALLY I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO!
Me: papyrus you have to kiss mettaton and make a lot of spaghetti
Sans: Who asked this to happen *megalomania intensifies* your gonna have a bad time bro
Me: Sans calm down its just jshin17 she's my friend ....
Sans: OK ok so what do I have to do? Go on a date with you? Oh wait you said I don't get to have fun *grumbles angerly*
Me: ........ actually you can't say any knock knock jokes OR puns.....for the next two chapters......
Sans: * Internal screaming but then* Hey kit .... What's brown and bad for dental health?
Me: uhh....Brown sugar?....
Sans : A baseball bat...hahahahhaha
Me: pfttt hahhahahahah
Sans: Ok ok ... why did monster kid fall off the swing.....he didn't have any arms to hold him up.
Me: Saaaaans that's so hahaha pft *trying not to laugh* that's so bad....hahaha
Sans: Hey that's what you get if I can't tell my favorites oh and hey listen
Papyrus: SAAAAANS WHY ARE YOU RUINING THIS .....M...METTATON....WHAT ARE YOU
mtt: Oh hello papy dear....don't you remember our dare?....
Sans: Hey get yo nasty greasy cold robot fingers off my bro *megalomania plays and sans's eye glows*
Papyrus: SANS I'M GLAD YOU ARE TRYING TO BE PROTECTIVE BUT ITS A DARE AND THE GRRRRRREAT PAPYRUS NEVER BACKS DOWN FROM A DARE AND......METTATON ISN'T THAT BAD *paps swings mettaton into a dip and smooches * NEYH HEH HEH DRAMA PLUS 10,000 *Then papyrus runs into the kitchen to make spaghetti leaving mettaton standing there with his mouth open*
Me: .......well then.... uhhhhh
Sans: kit......where's the sink......we're going to put this robot out of order
Me: Sans don't it's just a silly dare it's fine tell me a joke....please *makes puppy eyes and sans calms down*
Sans: Alright kiddo ....hmmm how's about I do an impression...... HEY EVERYONE LOOK AT ME IIIIIIMMMM METTATON.....OH YES..... BEAUTYS IM THE BEST THING EVER....BLA BLA BLA...I JUST LIKE TO MESS WITH SANS AND MAKE HIS BLOOD PRESSURE RISE .....HAHAHA IM A FREAKING KILLER ROBOT I ACT LIKE I'M BETTER THEN EVERYONE LIKE A FREAKIN DINGUS.
Me: haha haha omg sans that's not nice that's not ok....hahaha Noooooo
Sans: You get what you give
Me: Ok ok now you must eat.....Papyrus's spaghetti
Sans : *Mumble whispers* Why do you hate me Jay....I thought we were pals
Papyrus: BROTHER HERE YOU ARE A WARM PLATE OF THE GGGGRRRRRREAT PAPYRUS'S SPAGHETTI.....BROTHER?
Sans: *takes a bite and runs around the table looking for a trashcan* mmmmmmmmmmm
Me: Go sans go *pretending he likes it so paps doesn't feel bad I give sans a napkin he makes out like he's wiping his mouth and spits the pasta into the napkin* (you know that trick you did to get desert and not have to eat Brussels sprouts and spinach)
Sans: Wow papyrus that was really good *sans winks and tries not to throw up*
Papyrus: I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT SANS! BECAUSE THE DARE MADE ME HAVE TO MAKE A LOT OF IT AND WE CAN EAT IT ALL WEEK
Sans: WWWWWWHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
Papyrus: WOW SANS I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD YELL NEYH HEH HEH !
Me: welp that's all we have time for today.......................I'm so sorry sans * pats him on the back* .....it's gonna be ok.....bye everyone see ya in the next one leave a comment down below and let me know what we should do next!!!!
Everyone: GOOOOOOOOOD BBBBYYYYYYYYEEEEEEELater:
Me: Sans where are you?
Sans: *throwing up in the bathroom* I-in here...blaaaarrrrggggghhhhh
Me: *throws open the door* are you ok?
Sans: *throws up more* yeah this happens blaehgg... a-at least once a we-week I have food poisoning from papyrus's spaghetti bbbblaaarrrrggggghhhhh
Me: *rubs Sans's back * well that sucks I'll stay until you're ok.......
Sans: Th-thanks kiddo
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Truth Or Dare All Of The Undertale Characters
FanfictionIn this truth or dare book you the audience can dare the following Sans, fell sans , underswap sans, inky, papyrus ,boss bro papyrus, underswap papyrus, flowey, chara, Toriel, and frisk