"Nyeh heh heh! Spaghetti! I haven't had any in hours!", Papyrus said loudly. Sans was sitting down on the sofa watching what the humans called TV. Sans kept on drinking Ketchup and eating hot dogs. "Sans, want Spaghetti?!?!", Papyrus called out from the kitchen. "Sure bro. Why not?", Sans replied. Papyrus entered the living room a couple of minutes later with a plate of his spaghetti. "Let's see what Mettaton's show looks like tonight....I wonder if it changed", Papyrus said curiously as he said, 'Hmm..I wonder'. Sans had the look on his face that would clearly say, 'Oh hell yeah'. Sans chuckled and said, "The only thing that's changed is that how much people literally worship this guy". Papyrus looked at him before sitting down next to him as he switched the channel. "Why not?", Papyrus said using a fork to eat some spaghetti. "It's stupid. Worshipping some guy you don't even know", Sans said. "So what? Look at him on the TV!", Papyrus said. "He's paid to do it!", Sans said. "What if that's how he just is?! Mettaton has more swag then you anyways!", Papyrus said.

"Him? Boi you must be blind af if you can't see that he's just an actor!", Sans said.

"Let's stop roasting each other and eat", Papyrus said. "I agree", Sans said. "Hey Papyrus, before we continue eating I wanna say...", Sans began. Papyrus gave him a glance and said, "Sans, You are 18. Stop acting like a five year old!", Papyrus said. "1: Bone-appetite
2: Yeah, 5 inches deep in yo bum", Sans said

"You need Jesus, Sans. Would you like the bible now?", Papyrus said. "After dinner", Sans said. The two read the entire bible that night and became nuns the next day.
               The End