Underfale Love

HOODSVILLE!

Sans POV

After laughing at all the silliness.
I made the two clean up their mess, while suggesting I cook something.

"GASP! SANS YOU HAVEN'T COOKED IN FOREVER!"

I held up an egg.

"heh guess i better make an eggcellent breakfast then."

"SANS!"

"ya makin me crack up."

"RED!"

Chuckling along with Red at my bro's frustrated look.

I held my hands in the air in a placating manner.

"okay okay all puns aside. if ya make this kitchen spotless i'll make an eggsquisite breakfast deal?"

I extended my hand.

Papyrus looked at my hand then back up to my face.

With a suspicious look on his face he then finally took my hand.

FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLBBBBBBBBPPPPP!

"SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNS!!!!!!!!!!!"

"heh heh heh the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick, it is always funny."

With Papyrus stomping his feet in frustration, and Red cracking up in laughter.

I was soaking up the warm atmosphere.
I started out chuckling.

It turning into full blown laughter joining along with Red.

Edge's POV

I was down the stairs by the time Sans had calmed our brothers down.
No one seemed to notice me in the kitchen doorway again.
Admiring the scene before me.

Studying my brother I noticed Red's one red eye light seemed to sparkle with Hope and Happiness.
The will for life seemed to be coming back to my brother once again.
Giving me Hope that my brother will be happy once more.
The thought causes me to smile a genuine smile.

Switching my focus to someone else I direct my attention to Papyrus.
I noticed him watching his own brother.
Seeing fondness written on his face along with a warm smile.
He turned his attention to me.
We had a look of understanding cross our faces.

'Both Of Our Goals To Make Our Sad Depressed Brothers Happy.'

We shared a nod.

Looking away I focus on blue jacket Sans.
He has on his face that rare smile again, and is letting out his deep baritone laugh.
His is more softer than my own brother's yet a little bit deeper in pitch.
When he opens his eyes.
His eye lights scan the surrounding monsters when they finally land on me.
Him taking notice of me standing in the kitchen doorway.