"Inktale-Sans DARES ME, THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE PAPYRUS, TO LET MY IDIOT BROTHER," Papyrus motioned to Sans, "SLEEP FOR HOWEVER LONG HE WANTS FOR A WEEK."
Sans looks questioningly at his brother.
"SIGH. YES SANS, I'M ACCEPTING THIS DARE." Papyrus sighed. Sans cheered.
"yes!"
