Undertale Dare/Ask

Sans Loves Puns

   Sans: Oh my god, I hate puns right now! *Violently drinking ketchup at his kitchen table*

   Today's dare was dared by Roxy50angel, who dares Sans to tell a bunch of puns about love to Toriel. She also gave him ketchup.

   Sans: *Sighs* I can't do this. I'm hyperventilating! PAPS YOU GOTTA HELP ME!!!!

   Papyrus: *shouts from his room* Hold on! *Runs into the kitchen* Okay brother, what am I helping you with?

  Sans: I CAN'T DO THIS DARE *Shows Papyrus the dare*

   Papyrus: What??? But it is puns! This dare is something you should excell at doing!

   Sans: N-No, Paps, you don't understand! Telling love puns to Tori! I can't do that! *Sans is blushing*

   Papyrus: Why not? Are you out of material? I'm sure you can come up with something!

  Sans: No, I have plenty I could say, but I can't actually say them!

   Papyrus: The part of your throat that produces vocal things is perfectly capable of producing puns. Trust me...

   Sans: Oh my god, Papyrus! *Sans sighs loudly* I mean that I can't say them to Tori!

   Papyrus: OHHHHHH! I know what this is about! It is about your crush on Toriel!

   Sans: *Blushes even more but grins* Sorry if this crushes your spirits, but I d-don't have a crush on her. I just... Don't think it would be very appropriate to say those to her. *laughs nervously*

   Papyrus: *grins, not believing Sans at all, and is ignoring the pun* Oh well. Well, I will help you in this difficult situation. Besides, you need a wingman, and I, the Great Papyrus, am the perfect skeleton for the job!

   Sans: I don't need a wingman, Paps. I'll just wing it like a man.

   Papyrus: Ugh. On second thought, I approve of that plan much more. I absolutely do not want to have to sit through a bunch of your terrible jokes.
*Papyrus leaves the room*

   Sans: *sighs* I don't know whether to be dissapointed or relieved...

   *Sans teleports into Toriel's house, in her living room. She isn't in it, but Frisk and Flowey are*

   Sans: Heya kiddo. Weed.

   Frisk: *smiles* Hi Sans!

   Flowey: Smiley trash bag.

   Sans: *Ignores Flowey* So, where's your mom, Frisk? I, um... Have to talk to her...

   Frisk: *gasps, and smiles widely* YOU'RE FINALLY ASKING HER ON A DATE, YES! MY OTP IS HAPPENING AT LAST!

   Sans: W-What? No! I'm just... *Sans hides his now blue face in his jacket.*

   Flowey: I don't care what you do, but I don't want to be a brother, so no touchy touchy, kapishe?

   Sans: AHHHH!!!! NO. NONE OF THAT. *Sans is screaming both internally and out-ternally* I just have some new puns...

   Frisk: *laughs a little* She's probably in the kitchen.

   Sans: *Sighs, blushing like crazy* Thanks, kid. *He speed-walks to the kitchen, and sure enough, Toriel is in it, putting a pie in the oven.* H-Heya Tori!

   Toriel: *Closes the oven and turns around* Oh! Hello, Sans!

   Sans: Y-Ya know, this might s-sound cheesy, b-but I think you're really g-grate. *Sans' face is pure blue*

   Toriel: *Smiles and giggles* Good one, Sans! Um... Why do you look like a blueberry...?

   Sans: B-Because I love you b-berry much.

  Toriel: *Blushes a little* O-Oh?

   Sans: Y-Yeah. I-if you were a triangle, you'd b-be acute one.

   Toriel: *bends down and kisses Sans' forehead* I had no idea you felt the same way I did...

   Sans: Wh-what? O-Oh m-m-my gosh h-h-holy nice cream o-on a donkeys *ss are you serious right now? *Sans' face is so blue that the sky would be jealous*
  
   Toriel: Well, yes! I've felt this way for a long time. I just did not think you would ever love me back... *Toriel smiles gently at him*

   Sans: Oh. Pinch me.

   Toriel: ... What? No.

   Sans: *Pinches himself* Ow. Wait... Holy shiz I ain't dreaming. Oh my god.

   Toriel: What? Of course you're not dreaming. Honestly at first, I thought I was dreaming, but then I realized you wouldn't have ever said anything about a donkeys *ss if I was dreaming.

   Sans: Yeeeeaaaah.... *Kisses her and then teleports away quickly*

   Toriel: ........

   Toriel: *InTErnaLly ScREamInG*