Frisk was sulking in one corner.

Sans looked like he wanted to tease them.

Flowey was smirking.

Chara was watching with a blank face, like always.

"...Really? Just... Really?" Was all Chara could say to the scene in front of them. They knew more than anyone else that Frisk could be childish, but this was a bit much.

Then again, who knew what to expect with Frisk?

Like that time -

No, nononono. DO NOT THINK OF THAT INCIDENT. IT NEVER HAPPENED.

"Not even one... does no one not like our program? I behaved! I didn't cook up any schemes this time! ITS NOT FAAAIIIIR!" They whined. Flowey patted their back in sympathy while holding back their laughs.

Sans, who was still arranging the decor on one of the walls, looked like he was going to topple over from trying not to laugh.

Like Chara said, really?

*A wild CORE Frisk appears

"I am not wild, thank you very much." Said CORE, pouting. They shook their head and smiled.

"I just wanted to say there is exactly one question in the mailbox." They disappeared.

Hearing that, Frisk jumped up, knocking Flowey off their shoulder (who landed with a loud thump) and rushed towards the computer.

"THE CREATOR HAS SPOKEN! FINALLY! THANK YOU...PurpleLines? Okay yeah, PurpleLines."

Hi. So Sans, how many fish related puns can you make in 30 minutes? I'm doing this for a friend.

-PurpleLines

"... Which Sans do they mean? Oh well, I'll ask all of em! Or, a select few. Maybe." Frisk snapped their fingers. instantly, multiple Sans appeared. Outertale, Aftertale, Underfell, Underswap, Dancetale, Reapertale, Errortale (wait what no not him 'poof') Inktale (...nope 'poof' [A/N: I love both Ink and Error, but I don't think they would fit in here, sorry]) Storyshift/Unitale, Underfresh and many others.

Sans, from our series, SaniTale, just looked at the now more crowded room in horror. "what the fuck." He told Frisk.

"Eh. Well, answer the question first, Sans!"

"HEY! COULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL US WHAT THE FRIGGING HELL IS GOING ON? Wait, Lunatic, that you? What in the -" UF!Sans was promptly hit in the head, knocking him out.

How?

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagic.

Meanwhile, Frisk directed the confused Sanses towards the huge PowerPoint over to the right. "Answer that question honestly, and you get to go home. You first, ST!Sans!" Said Sans grumbled while pulling over his hood.

"after what happened to us, I didn't really have my funny bone anymore. i'd say about 60 puns, maybe. i can't think of any right now, so leave me alone. it isn't that easy anymore." Frisk patted his back in sympathy. They turned to the other Sanses.

"So?" They were met with a lot of identical grins/smiles. Hey, Altertale was here, too.

They all said a number, all at once.

"Uhuh, yeah, got it... Okay! Chara, round it all up, please!" Most Sans tensed hearing that name. They hear a whistle, and turn to see that it is indeed Chara.

"Hm... about... 600 puns each skeleton, give or take. Good enough?"

A shrug.

"Its good enough. What about UnderSwap?"

"A whopping 40. Blue's kinda like Papyrus, in their world, right? Obviously he wouldn't be making a ton of puns."

"Alright then. Kay guys! Thanks a bunch!"

"Snow problem, kid!" Most of them replied, disappearing back to their world. Frisk turned to the audience.

"Well, PurpleLines, you had your question answered! Keep those coming, guys! We'd love to hear from you!"

Sans suddenly popped up. "looks like the author would like me to say something. lets see... 'Hey, guys, the audience, I mean, could you send me a few asks or reviews? My story/Q and A series can't progress without you guys. Please, help em out here.' aaaannd that's all it says. but in all honesty i'd like to agree. it gets boring, so if the audience could maybe send in a question or even a review, it would be appreciated." He saluted.