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Undyne: THAT'S A LITTLE WEAK!

Undyne is completing a huge fortress with a moat with incredible speed.

Undyne: THAT'S A REAL DEFENSE!

Sans: and I built it... everyone is looking at a small pile of sand.

Sans: ...sunbed.

Papyrus: Sans, this is not a castle!

Grillby: ..

Sans: I'm sorry. It's an unfortunate topic of conversation. Papyrus bursts into the bar.

Papyrus: SANCE! IT'S SO HOT OUTSIDE THAT MY PASTA BOILED IN THE POT WHILE I WAS CARRYING IT HOME!

Sans: Papyrus... that's actually the principle of cooking.

Papyrus: ...

Toriel: Basket?

Asriel: Plaid?

Frisk: Food?

Everyone looks at each other in silence.

Azgor: ...

Azgor: But we did a very good job organizing a get-out-of-the-city trip.

Frisk: A picnic without a picnic.

Toriel: Well... then we'll enjoy the view.

Frisk: It's still liquid.

Toriel: It's strange...

pause.

Toriel: ...I put it in the freezer, didn't I?

Frisk: No. On the windowsill.

Toriel: ..

Sans: Yeah. And mine decided it was a migratory bird.

Sans's kite disappears somewhere on the horizon.

Alphys: You... Won't you run after it?