Perfect. *w* Stage one of my master plan complete... *Still hugging sans throughout entire chapter* *Hugs Swaptale Sans now* Okay, Fangtastic, blueberry and Edgy Mc-My chemical romance... I need you all to go flirt with Frisk, triple team her. Bite if need be. ):D Swapy, if you can't flirt then just give her a hershey's kiss.
Underswap Papyrus, do you like puns...? Or the original Papyrus? :3
S: Oh yeah forgot I still had those.
UF! S: Pfff! All mine are sharp. So that's a textbox thing. Triple team Frisky? No problem.
US! S: Aw! Thanks for the hug! Frisk is rather pretty...ok.
Frisk: *trying to find a way to seach something other then Undertail*
S: Hey Frisky!
F: Hey Sans...s. What's up and why are you all looking at me that way. Wait! What are you planing?
S: Nothing...ok I lied. *grabs her and backs her up into the nearest wall along with UF and US.
F: Oh shit! Not three of you guys! One is enough to handle!
UF! S: Well ya got three, two armed with fangs.
US! S: Prepare to be smothered with kisses Frisk!
F: No no! Guys! *blushing intensely*
S: Are we like Grillby, to hot to handle?
US! S: Oh gosh! No jokes not now! Never I my life would I ever thought i'd hear myself jokes like that!
UF! S: Who the cares? We got a Frisk to ourselves and I rather not disappoint the textbox thing.
S: Agreed. On the count of three. One , two, three! *kisses Frisk on the lips*
UF! S: Finally! *bites Frisk on her neck slightly*
US! S: *kisses Frisk sweetly on her cheek.
F: Oh dear god! *blushing hard as fuck*
S: That's enough for poor Frisky.
UF! S: She taste like heaven.
US! S: That was veey enjoyable! Thank you Frisk.
US! P: Yeah and so does this world's Sans. It's weird seeing a Sans liking and saying puns. Since this world is the opposite of ours I would say no. *in room*