Sans: //walks into the house with something in pocket//
Papyrus: //was making spaghetti, greets him than sees his pocket// Sans, what is that in your pocket? It looks uncomfortable..
Sans: //grins// Oh, this? //pulls out a steering wheel// Wheel, I just had it for steering clear of the human. It's been driving me nuts all day.
Papyrus: .. I'm going to pretend you mean that last part in a different way than you do. Otherwise, you know just as well as I do that we are skeletons, and do not have.. Nuts.
Sans: Oh, but I do!
Papyrus: What
Sans: //pulls down shorts to show an assortment of nuts (peanuts, walnuts, cashews, etc) in pelvis, points at them// Deez nuts!
Papyrus: ... //walks over to him//
Sans: //grinning at him//
Papyrus: //puts hands on his head, knelt down to his level and talks in completely serious voice// Sans..
Sans: Yeah, bro?
Papyrus: .. are you nuts?
Sans: .... //grin widens// Nuttier than a fruit cake. Just like Dad.
Papyrus: //laughs a little// I hate you so much that I have to love you.
Sans: That hurts severely but I love you too.
