BKdreamsans dared: I dare everyone to have a day of feet painting.

Toriel: Oh dear... doesn't that sound a bit--

Frisk, Papyrus and Chara: *have already rolled out the paper and gotten out the paint buckets*

Toriel: ...messy.

Papyrus: DO NOT FEAR, ASGORE CLONE. FOR I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, ASSURE YOU THAT WE WILL ONLY GET THE PAPER MESSY!

Toriel: I'm still not so sure about this.

Frisk: Come on, mom! It will be fun! *is taking off their socks*

Chara: *already standing in the red paint*

Toriel: ... *sighs* Oh, alright, children. We may do it.

Frisk and Papyrus: *cheer at the top of their lungs*

Chara: *too distracted drawing a pentagram with their toe on the paper*

Papyrus: I MUST INFORM THE REST OF THE HOUSEHOLD! *runs off*

-After rounding everyone into one room-

Blooky: Oh... I don't think I can do this... *starts disappearing*

Mettaton: !!

Frisk: Wait! Don't leave! We have some ghost paint! You can use your head instead of your feet!

Blooky: *comes back* Really? ... I won't bother you?

Frisk: Yes, really! *puts the paint down for him*

Blooky: *happy tears*

Mettaton and Blooky: *go into their own corner of the large paper to make some music notes with their feet and head*

Frisk: *giggles*

Papyrus: *ridiculing Sans at 100 miles an hour for what the others can only assume was either a pun or Sans making a comment about being too lazy to paint*

Undyne: *writing two days left over and over again with her feet because that's when her birthday is*

Alphys: *trying to draw a smiley face with cat ears*

Toriel: *just awkwardly watching the others, not wanting to get her feet messy*

Chara: *seems to be the only one focused on making what they're drawing actually look good*

Asgore: *watching Chara, being careful not to walk through anything they did with his paint covered feet*

lightspeed5260 dared: SANS, I DIPLE DOOPER DOG DARE YOU TO SING A SONG OF FRISK'S CHOICE!

Sans: nope.

Frisk: Sanssss, but I want to hear what you sound liiiiiiiike.

Sans: not doin' it.

Frisk: Whyyyy not? Papy said you were good!

Chara: *looks up, seeing an opportunity to antagonize him* Yeah, why not? *looks at him evilly*

Sans: *shrugs* 'cause i don't wanna.

Chara: *rolls their eyes*

Frisk: *pouts, giving him puppy dog eyes*

Sans: *laughs* sorry, kid. that only works on tori.

Frisk: *furrows their brows at him* *grumbles*

IniquityHalo asked: Sans, who is your favourite artist that has drawn you?

Sans: *looks at the ground, seeing a foot drawing of him with his eyes "x'd" out and a katana in his head* *he can only assume this was Chara* ... clearly the kid is...

ElinaViolets dared: I dare Fuku to write a positive poem for her father, Grillby.

Fuku: *in her room, a bunch of photographs surrounding her* *she seems to be paste-ing them into a collage* ...Hm?

Fuku: *realizes she got her first dare* *flames light up happily* HEY! I finally got dared to do something! WOOHOO! *nearly falls off her bed from being so happy, barely catching herself*

Fuku: *laughs embarrassed* *rereads the dare* Hm... I'm not really good at writing... BUT- I can try! *seems to have her heart set on it* *quickly begins writing out ideas*

-The following morning-

Grillby: *wakes up, early as usual* *sees an origami swan on his night stand* ...? *puts on his glasses*

*The swan has the words, "open me!" on it.

Grillby: ... *sits up, picking up the bird* *carefully unfolds it* *reads what's in it*

Hey there, Dad.

You were my first friend.

You've been there for the good and the bad,

And you'll be my hero 'til the end.

I know sometimes I'm not the best kid,

I'll act like I hate you,

Or pretend your words are vapid.

But I know, deep inside, the advice you give is true.

You keep me safe,

You keep me happy.

Yet you still know when I need space,

especially when I'm being snappy.

You're loving and hardworking.

You want what's best for me.

But the problem is you can't see,

that you're all I really need.

As much as I love electronics and internet,

don't forget that you're the best.

Just keep staying you, and you're set,

As you're the best dad yet.

-❤️  Fuku

Grillby: *smiles, bitter-sweetly*

Grillby: *gets up, opening a box* *folds the poem back into a crane, before putting the bird in there*

*the box seems to contain other things Fuku has made for him

Grillby: *closes the box, getting up* *leaves his room*

Fuku: *tackle hugs him* RAWR!

Grillby: *nearly falls off balance* !!

Fuku: *jumps off of him* *looks up at him excitedly* Did you see what I gave you?!

Grillby: *smiles, quickly hugging her* Yes, and I loved it. *squeezes her tightly*

Fuku: Ha! I did good!

Grillby: *laughs softly* Score Fuku- 10.

Fuku: Score Dad--!... *mumbles* 23...

Grillby: You would probably be beating me if you didn't get in trouble at school, miss.

Fuku: *whines* Yeah, yeah, I knowwwww, Daaaad... but I still have next month to beat you when we reset the score!

Grillby: *nods, letting go of the hug*

Fuku: But, even if I can't beat you this month... I can still kick your as--

Grillby: *gives her "the look"*

Fuku: *flames brighten in alarm, quickly correcting herself*--BUTT in LarioCart! *runs off to the living room* COME ON, DAD!

Grillby: *rolls his eyes, laughing a little, reluctantly following her*

DerpiestDerpAround and Dark_EeveeXx: leTs mAKe BLOOKY fIrST.

Turtle: *angry grumbling*

POINTS!!!

Blooky: 16 ( Blooky: Oh... um...)

Undyne: 15

Chara: 14

Frisk and Sans: 13 ( Frisk: I'm calling BS!

Toriel: MY CHILD!

Frisk: !!! Oops...)

Papyrus: 10

Mettaton: 8

Alphys: 7

Flowey and Asgore: 6

Toriel : 4

Grillby: 3

Fuku: 2 ( Fuku: Ha, lookie at who's on the board!  That's right! Me! *does a strange dance while sticking out her tongue*

Grillby: *sighs, laughing a little*

Fuku: *half-sings* Team fire! On the board! Woohoo! Yeahhhhh~! *does jazz hand*)

Everyone Else: 1