I woke up to a beautiful day in the underground. Birds singing, flowers blooming...on days like these, it would be best to get more rest. "SANS! GET OUT OF BED AND PICK UP YOUR SOCK!" It took a long time before I said,"I'll do it later, Papy." Papyrus replied,"NO! YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT YOU'LL DO IT LATER! PICK! UP! YOUR! SOCK!" I scowled as I got out of bed, not wanting another day of forced work. I picked up my sock and put it in the washer, as it was dirty as hell. I got dressed and headed outside.