practicing with pacifist sans some more now! undertale spoilers inside??

[trombones]

glad you got an idea of what you wanna do with me now, kid. just don't overdo it. burnout's the reason you had problems before, right? so don't put yourself on such a tight skele-dule.

... but i'll patella you this. don't get so wound up in doing it "right" that you don't have fun. i believe in ya, kiddo.

'sides, how else am i gonna tell these hilarious jokes?

... huh? what's that about a flower? i've already had an eye on those flowers. what about it?

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[pleasereset]

[While the "skele-dule pun gets a chuckle out of him, the flower comment causes him to go pale. Which... well, he's covered in fur so it doesn't matter anyway, but the nervousness is there.

He quickly brushes it off.]

Your mun is trying to practice with you too, huh? So is mine... if you don't mind, I'd like to hear one of your jokes.

[trombones]

[And for a second, Sans is similarly quiet. He doesn't know why. Even if he could remember it beyond a vague feeling...

... nah.

This kid looked a little like Asgore, though.]

something like that. i'd call it "round two", now that she's got ideas. sure, though, i got a couple up my sleeve.

[Literally rolls up his jacket sleeve and knocks at his own arm... bone.]

knock knock.

[pleasereset]

[Asriel picks up on the moment of hesitation, the way it takes Sans just a second longer to answer his question. Did he...?

No, he's overthinking it. Talking to any of Frisk's friends always made him a little scared of what they might think of him, if they knew what had happened. He didn't want to think about it, he didn't want to think of how they would see him if they all knew what he used to be.

The image of angry, hateful faces doesn't leave his mind.

His expression brightens at the knock knock joke.]

Who's there?

[trombones]

[Kid, you and him have a longer history than he can even remember. Literally.]

"euripides".

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[While that's a relief, it doesn't really help ease the guilty feeling any. But still, friendship attempt is go!]

Euripides who?

[trombones]

[Not-so-fortunately, he's been through Flowey's resets so much that it's not hard for him to pick up on the signs.

But that's another story.]

"euripides" jeans, you pay for 'em.

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[pleasereset]

[It takes Asriel a second of repeating the joke in his head before it sinks in. But when it does...]

[pleasereset]

Srnk...! Heheh!

[And he busts out into a giggle fit.]

That's a good one!

[trombones]

[Oh man. That laugh is...

... really familiar.]

heheh. here's another one: how do you organize a space party?

[pleasereset]

[Asriel still chuckles, but he's smiling wide now. Any worries he had before, they seem to be momentarily forgotten as he's distracted by San's jokes.]

I dunno, how do you organize a space party?

[trombones]

you planet.

[your_best_friend]

Golly, it's almost as if someone's going around and messing with Papyrus using those flowers. That's not very nice is it?

i'm multicolored comic sans hell

[trombones]

you got that right. not nice at all.
wonder what i'm gonna do when i find out who's doing it.

[MUFFLED, CONFUSED MEGALOVANIA PLAYING IN THE DISTANCE AND HE CAN'T REMEMBER WHY

BUT FOR SOME REASON DROPPING VAGUE THREATS SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD IDEA]

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[your_best_friend]

[Two can play at that game. He wants to make vague threats? Flowey can guilt trip Sans to the afterlife and back... multiple times.]

Better think of something good! You wouldn't want Frisk to be angry at you if you messed up on what you did.

[your_best_friend]

It could break their poor, little heart.

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[trombones]

[And bingo. By now, because of Flowey, it didn't take much to trigger his memory.]

... yeah. the kid comes first.

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[trombones]

don't worry, though.

sorry for the comment spam oh god

[trombones]

i'll come up with a good one if i have to.

[your_best_friend]

[Pfft. Sans thinks he's being intimidating.]

What are you going to do, force whoever it is to eat Papyrus's spaghetti? That would be a real laugh!

[Look, a little taunt hidden under some playfulness.]

[trombones]

nah. that'd be too good for them.
but who knows? like i said. it'll be a good one, alright.

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[cool_skeleton95]

I'M SURE YOU KNOW BY NOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THOSE PUNS, BROTHER.

BUT I MUST AGREE WITH BEING WORRIED ABOUT BURNOUT. I'VE BEEN CONCERNED OVER MY MU--

[cool_skeleton95]

FLOWER?

[Papyrus looks confused for a moment before getting really exited.]

SANS, YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME YOU KNEW ABOUT...

UH....

W-WHAT'S HIS NAME...

FL...FLOWERY?

YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME YOU KNEW ABOUT FLOWERY! I WOULD HAVE MADE YOU AN HONORARY MEMBER OF HIS FAN CLUB!

[trombones]

[YOU FEEL YOUR SANS CRAWLING ON YOUR BACK]

"flowery", huh? that the friend you were telling me about?

[cool_skeleton95]

OF COURSE!

HE HASN'T REALLY BEEN SHOWING UP MUCH LATELY. I'M STARTING TO WONDER IF HE FOUND OTHER FRIENDS TO HANG OUT WITH. BUT I KNOW HE WILL SHOW UP AGAIN SOON. HE ALWAYS POPS UP WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT HIM.

[trombones]

huh.

maybe the three of us should hang out sometime.

[cool_skeleton95]

THAT WOULD BE WONDERFUL!!

THOUGH I DON'T HAVE ANY WAY TO CONTACT HIM. HE IS A FLOWER AFTER ALL...I DON'T THINK HE CAN USE A PHONE.

[trombones]

it's like you said, bro. he'll show up.

[wow gosh why is megalovania playing super faintly out of nowhere]

just, uh.

lemme know next time he does, alright?

[cool_skeleton95]

OF COURSE I WILL!

I'M SURE YOU AND FLOWERY WILL BECOME BEST FRIENDS IN NO TIME, SANS!

NYEH HEH HEH HEH!!

[shoulda_toined]

Don't call us, we'll call you.

Clevah toins 'a phrase are a good place ta start fer an act, but it still needs a bit more spice in it if ya wanna hit da big time.