A/N: I heard a lot of people commenting on the green SOUL being kindness, and I'm glad you guys pointed that out. That's why Chara's not all murdery. Because the green SOUL is of kindness, Chara got some of that kindness. As for the high LV, they were all mercy kills. The green SOUL took pity on the most miserable monsters and killed anyone who couldn't bear to live anymore. Also, as a warning, this one may be very awkward, hence the name, 'spin the bottle'. There will be many awkward moments since... well... it's 'spin the bottle', kiss whoever it lands on.

Papyrus, Gaster, Frisk, Chara, Asriel, Undyne, Alphys, and the most recent fanfiction-ee, Monster Kid, but everyone called him MK, were seated on a rug. In the center of said rug was an empty ketchup bottle.

"So, does everyone understand the rules?" Frisk asked, surveying the contestants.

"Yep," they chorused.

"Well, this is the fastest chapter than. Cool. So, let's get started. Oh, by the way, I think we should roll dice to decide who goes. Highest number has to go. Oh, and also, if it lands in between two people, you don't have to kiss anyone." She produced two die from her pocket.

"Sounds fair," Asriel nodded.

Papyrus rolled a 2, Gaster rolled a 4, Frisk rolled a 9, Chara rolled a 6, Asriel rolled an 8, Undyne rolled a 5, Alphys rolled 7, and MK rolled a 5 (Frisk was sitting to the right of him and threw them for him)

"I guess that means me," Frisk said.

She shuffled forward and grasped the bottle. Then, with the flick of a wrist, she was spinning it. Gradually, it began to slow down before it landed on Alphys.

The otaku dinosaur blushed deeply.

"Whelp, you heard the bottle, Alphys. Pucker up, smoochems," Chara jeered.

Nervously on both sides, the two leaned forward and kissed, before withdrawing and wiping their mouths with disgusted expressions. "I'll never feel clean again," Frisk shivered.

"I'm so sorry, Undyne," Alphys croaked.

Next, Chara rolled highest with an 11.

"Please be someone good, please be someone good," he prayed.

It landed on Papyrus.

Suddenly, he looked confused. "WAIT, I CAN'T KISS YOU. I'M SORRY, PLEASE DON'T CRY, BUT YOU SEE," he looked self-conscious. "I HAVE NO LIPS."

"HEH, YOU CAN STILL PECK HIM ON THE MOUTH," Gaster pointed out.

Chara leaned forward and kissed the top of the skeleton's mouth. His eyes widened and Frisk could've swore she saw the 'Date Power' bar go out of it's boundaries. Chara looked like he would rather be in the judgment hall getting dunked on by Sans.

The next one was MK.

The bottle landed on Undyne.

"Oh, hey! I got Undyne!"

"Great kid, now smooch her." Chara hissed, still disgusted.

Without a moment's notice, the first child had grabbed the back of their heads and smashed their lips together, the latter leaping back with wide-eyes and horrified looks.

Gaster won the next die-roll. He shuffled/slithered forward and spun it, but it landed in between Alphys and Undyne. He sighed heavily. One turn down, several more to go.

Then it was Asriel. With a small blush, the goat monster spun the ketchup bottle, watching it closely as it slowed and pointed at Frisk. Both blushing, they leaned forward and, with a slight grimace,

did what they had to and kissed.

Toriel just happened to walk in on that.

Seeing his mother, Asriel shoved the eighth human away and looked fearfully at her. After all, she knew nothing about this. All she knew what she saw her son and adopted daughter kissing in front of several other monsters.

"Ah, love ya' like a sister, Frisk," Asriel improvised.

"Love ya' too, brother. After all, human brothers and sisters kiss each other to show their affection." Frisk stole a look at her goat-mom. Did she believe them? Finally, her frown turned into smile.

"I'm glad you two, my children, get along so well. But please, do not scare me like that again. Please show your affection in other ways. Like, hugging for example."

"Okay, Mom. Sorry," Frisk apologized. Asriel echoed her. With another smile of fondness, Toriel exited the room again.

"That was close," she breathed.

"Yeah," he agreed. The next one to go was Alphys, who shakily spun it. Much to her glee, it landed right on Undyne, who gave a small, sly smile. Unlike the others, they both seemed to enjoy their kiss quite a bit.

Then Sans walked in as soon as Gaster spun it.

It landed straight on the big-boned skeleton.

"DO I HAVE TO?" He asked. "HE'S MY SON."

"what's wrong, pops?" Sans asked.

"Put on your lipstick and smack them lips together, I suggest you both eat a breath mint and viola!" Chara shoved Gaster over until he fell over Sans, tripping over each other, and they both ended on on the floor. It didn't help when the taller skeleton bent forward and pressed their mouths together before leaping off of his son.

They were both completely silent.

"IT WAS A SPIN THE BOTTLE I SWEAR." Gaster croaked.

"oh... my... god..." Sans hissed.

Undyne burst out laughing. Alphys turned red. Frisk was snickering, covering her mouth to hide her smile. But the best reaction was Papyrus. His eye sockets were wide open, gaping in shock. "DADDY?" He choked.

"I SWEAR, PLEASE... PLEASE FORGIVE ME."

Slowly, the shorter skeleton stumbled out of the room.

"Well, that went well," Frisk laughed.

"JUST... ROLL... THE... DICE..." Gaster snarled. Frisk got the highest again.

"Okay, here goes..." she spun the bottle, praying for it to land in between someone.

It landed on Chara. "Why me?"

"Please... oh merciful King Asgore have mercy on me."

"WHELP, SUGAR-LIPS. GET A MOVE ON," it was finally Gaster's turn to sneer at Chara.

"SHALL I TAKE YOU ALL TO HELL WITH ME AGAIN?" He hissed. He turned his nose up, refusing to even look Frisk in the eyes. "SEE YOU GUYS NEVER!" And, once again, Chara ruined the game by stomping away.

"Shall we apologize to poor Sans?" Frisk offered.

"Heh, he'll get over it," Undyne told her. "Though, I guess, we'd better get going. What'd be on right now, Alph?"

"Probably Tokyo Mew Mew," Alphys answered.

"Ooh, yeah. See ya guys. Come on."

"Whelp, I'm gonna be going. Bye guys."

"Um... Frisk... you live here-"

"BYE!" She shouted, practically shoving the crew out of the door.