Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27480112-20170406051105/@comment-26212232-20170406051903

Papyrus wakes up.

Papyrus: Hold on..There it is!

Papyrus grabs an airhorn. He then squeaks it loudly, and Sans wakes up.

Sans: Ugh..What is it, bro?

Papyrus: I cooked you spaghetti! Would you like some?

Sans: Oh, uh, nah, bro, I-I'm fine.

Sans gets out of bed, keeping away from the spaghetti and exits the bedroom.

Papyrus: Works everytime! Sans loves my spaghetti so much, that he wants ME to keep it, and so he gets out of bed because he knows that if he looks at it any longer, then his hunger bar will go up too high, and he will try and eat the spaghetti! What a good brother!