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Sans, drunk: So you’re telling me that I, an ordinary man, am married to you, the most beautiful man to walk this earth?

Grillby: First of all, you’re not ordinary. Secondly, yes.

Sans:

Sans: I don’t believe you. I’m not that lucky.

Mettaton: Sans, I'm asking for your permission to date your brother.

Sans: What is this, the dark ages? You know what? Since you've asked, no you can't. Beat me in a duel first.

Noelle, skipping stones on a date with Susie: Wow! It's such a beautiful evening.

Susie, under her breath: Take that you fucking lake.

Toriel: Why are you like this?

Gaster: Like what? Charming? Devastatingly handsome? Genius? You’ll have to be more specific.

Toriel: An asshole.

Alphys: *traps a spider under a cup*

Mettaton: *appears with two identical cups*

Alphys: W-wait, no –

Mettaton: *begins shuffling them*

Chara, to the group: Can you guys tell me what Frisk is holding?

Toriel: A pumpkin.

Napstablook: Pumpkin.

Sans: Spooky orange.

Muffet: A pumpkin!!

Asgore: I think it’s a pumpkin.

Chara: Frisk, can you tell everyone what you’re holding?

Frisk, proudly: A Halloween apple!!

Ralsei: The Spade King dug his own grave.

Ralsei: But maybe we provided the shovel.

Kris: I’m gonna engrave that onto a piece of wood.

Asgore: How do we stop someone from pickpocketing?

Mad Mew Mew: Kill them.

Undyne: Kick their ass.

Frisk: Give them waffles.

Gaster: Threaten to nuke them.

Mettaton: The naked man fears no pickpocket.

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