US!Sans: //making tacos in kitchen//
US!Papyrus: Hey, Sans.
US!Sans: Hi Papy!
US!Papyrus: Watchya doing?
US!Sans: Cooking meat for tacos!
US!Papyrus: Ah. That's real meat
US!Sans: Papyrus, did you just
US!Papyrus: Don't worry, Sansy, I'm just kitchen up with you!
US!Sans: //pushes him out of thr kitchen// NOOOOO
US!Papyrus: //chuckles, laying on floor hands still on pockets// Are we having our falling out
US!Sans: //screams, throws pot on his head//
US!Papyrus: But Sans, I thought you told me to quit being a pot head
US!Sans: PAPYRUS STOP!
US!Papyrus: //about to make another, stops// Uh, Sans?
US!Sans: NO I AM SO DONE WITH YOUR PUNS THEY SUCK AND YOU KNOW IT!!
US!Papyrus: //sweats nervously as smoke comes up behind Sans//
Sans..
US!Sans: //ranting about how terrible they are and how he doesn't like them//
US!Papyrus: Sans!
US!Sans: WHAT?!
US!Papyrus: I thought smoking was forbidden from our house!
US!Sans: AGHH- Wait, what? //turns around and screams in panic as food had set on fire//
US!Papyrus: //laughs hard//
US!Sans: //tries to put out flames// PAPYRYS YOU ARE REALLY FIRING ME UP RIGHT NOW!
US!Papyrus: //laughs harder//
US!Sans: //yells at him and puts out fire//
