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Sans hadn't laughed, I mean really REALLY laughed in a long time. He just had his chuckles and giggles here and there. He actually felt glad he never laughed for real, his laugh was.. odd to say the least.
Embarrassingly odd..
Heh, guess he doesn't have to worry for a long, and longer time. With them underground and all.
~the surface~
Sans was laying on the couch before the incident. Papyrus was telling him to stop lazing around before the incident. Papyrus was holding spaghetti before the incident. The kid was playing before the incident.
After the incident, Papyrus was sobbing and apologizing profusely. Sans was covered in spaghetti after the incident. Frisk's hands were up to their mouth in surprise.
Sans was covered in spaghetti, and that stupid fact is what got him to laugh.
" I'M SO SORRY BROTHER!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO TURN YOU INTO SPAGHETTI!! NYOHOHO" Papyrus loudly sobbed his words out.
Sans chuckled.
" HUH? OH. SANS, THE HUMAN APOLOGIZES FOR HELPING TURN YOU INTO SPAGHETTI! " Papyrus says, he paused his sobbing to look at what Frisk was signing.
Sans giggled.
"BROTHER.. ARE YOU LAUGHING AS A SPAGHETTI SOMEHOW?? " Papyrus was starting to inspect the food for a mouth.
Sans covered his mouth, trying to muffle his laugh.
".. i'm....an...pasta..heh.. " Sans tried to tell a pun. His mouth was covered by his hands.
Papyrus looked at him as if he just grew a head.
"YOU... JUST TRIED TO TELL A PUN, DIDN'T YOU BROTHER..? "
Sans nods.
"UGH! EVEN IF YOU'RE A SPAGHETTI YOU ARE STILL TELLING PUNS!! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!! " Papyrus stomped his foot in annoyance, Frisk looked amazed.
Frisk approached Sans, looking for his hands.
Frisk takes a course of action and takes Sans' hands off of his mouth to help him speak.
"kid?? can you not?? i'm tryin' not to laugh. " Sans says, trying to free his hands. But the kid was DETERMINED to hear his laugh.
"no kid really, you hehe, don't wanna hear my laugh. " Sans tried to reason with the kid.
The kid nodded to someone behind him, wait-
Where's Papyrus?
He felt hands start to tickle his sides.
"haha- stop! meheheh! papyrus!! " Sans tried to get away, it should've been easy since he is covered in spaghetti.
"NYEH! NEVER BROTHER! IT'S BEEN FAR TOO LONG SINCE YOU LAUGHED ANYWAY!!" Papyrus says, nyeh's being in between tickles.
"meheheh! Mwahaheheh! " Sans couldn't hold it in any longer. He was starting to accidentally use his capitals.
Frisk stopped holding the grip on his hands in surprise of his laugh.
Probably because of how weird it was.
"MWEHEHEHE! MWEHEHAHAHEHE! " Sans was starting to laugh hysterically with his real laugh. He sounded like child trying to do an evil laugh.
Papyrus let go of his brother, and Sans slumped forward falling to the ground.
"hehe, why did you do this... bro? you already know how i laugh.. " Sand asks, looking up tiredly.
"BECAUSE BROTHER, YOUR LAUGH IS ALMOST AS GREAT AS MINE! AND THAT MEANS IT SHOULD BE HEARD ALL THROUGHOUT THE WORLD AS SHOULD MINE! NYEHEH!!" Papyrus says, smiling down at his spaghetti brother.
Frisk nods with Papyrus' statement.
Sans sighs in defeat.
"kay, if you say so pap's.. now can you help me clean off this spaghetti? i don't like being an im-pasta! " Sans chuckled at his pun.
"YOU CHANGED MY MIND WHEN YOU SAID THAT HORRIBLE PUN. " Papyrus turned away and walked up the stairs to the bathroom.
Even though Papyrus said he changed his mind, you could hear bath getting ready with Papyrus's grumbling 'Nyeh's.