Papyrus: Here is your lunch, Sans! //hands him sandwich//
Sans: .. You made me a sandwich?
Papyrus: Yes!
Sans: Instead of spaghetti..?
Papyrus: Yes!
Sans: .. Wow, thanks bro..
Papyrus: Of course! Have a good day!
Sans: You too. //teleports to sentry post//
Later:
Sans: //woke up from nap// Lunch time.. //gets sandwich// Bone appetite. //takes a bite then stops and looks at spaghetti in between bread//
Papyrus: //randomly behind him, whispers// Don't be upsetti, just eat the spaghetti
Sans: .........
