Please uf sans lock og sans and frisk in thier room as sick joke please and hide the key.
p.s papyrus heres some spagehti
Fell: With plesure. Hey Frisky and Og!
Frisk: What's up?
Sans: The sky. Now whatcha need Felly?
Fell: I will Kill you in your sleep one day. Anyway um your Toriel uh needs you to get somethin' for her in that room. Yeah that's it.
Sans: What does she need and why does it require both of us to get it?
Fell: Uuhh I don't know what it is! Oh she uh that Frisk was too scared to go by herself.
Frisk: I'm like 17 now. Typicall Mom. C'mon Sans.
Sans: Wait wait does it look like?!
Fell: It's uhh i don't know white?!
Frisk: K!
Sans: All I see is a bed and room.
Frisk: Yeah. Fell are you sh-! Hey!
Fell: *locks door and hides key*
Fell: Sorry! Not really though. The text box wanted this. Bye.
Frisk: Open this door! Fell! Fell? Fell now!
Sans: Now we're locked in a small room with a small bed. Hey could be worse.
Frisk: Are you kitting me? We're stuck in-!
Sans: You talk to much ya know that? *grabs Frisk and lays her gently on the bed him hovering above her.*
Frisk: What the heck? S-sans?
Sans: Just hush Frisk. It won't get to that point even though that would be Frisky!
Frisk: Oh gosh..
Sans: I haven't had a decent moment with you since we got here. Plus I wanna taste how sweet you've grown.
Frisk: Geez...
Sans:* plants kisses on on Frisk's face and neck. Then nips her gently there. *
Sans: You know I saw Error flirtin' with ya. You have got flustered, cute. He gonna get dunked on for that by the way. *before Frisk could respond gathers her lips in for a full kiss*
Frisk: *Whole first half of body is red*
Sans: Heheh you blush so easily Frisky... *nips her again harder on the neck*
Fell: Fine, Fine Bb! I'll let them go!
Frisk: Oh shit!
Fell: *Opens door to see Sans sitting on the bed caring Frisk bridal style in his arms*
Fell: There's no way you could have fucked her that fast.
Sans: *blushes deeply* No we didn't do anything like that!
Fell: *grins wickedly* ssuuureee.
Papyrus: WOWIE! SPAGHETTI!