•••••NORMAL POV•••••
You sat there awkwardly, looking down at the floor. You attempted to make conversation.

"So, uh, Sans" you started. "What stuff do you like to do?"

He looked at you. "Heh, I like to tell jokes 'n stuff" he said. "Not as much as I used to, though."

You thought for a second. "Hehe, well, that's a sansational hobby!" You joked.

"That was bad. Really bad." Sans said, then paused. Then he chuckled. "That joke was pretty down to the bone, eh, doll-face?"

You laughed, then he started laughing. "Why are we so f••king bad at this???" Sans said between laughs.

"I don't know, but it's pretty bone-chilling, right?" You said.

You both laughed uncontrollably for about five minutes, then finally calmed down.

•••••FRISK'S POV•••••
"Hehe, seems like they're getting along well!" I said to Papyrus, who didn't seem to care.

He just looked at them and nodded. "Oh, come on, pap! They're having fun!"

"Yes, I do suppose they're having "fun", but it's weird"

•••••REGULAR POV•••••

"Anyways, what was your name, again, sweetheart?" Sans asked you.

"(Y/N)!" You answered. Maybe that's why he keeps calling me those pet names. He just hasn't remembered mine. You thought to yourself.

Fisk and Papyrus walked back into the room with a bowl of spaghetti and a pizza.

"I know it's a weird food combination, but it'll work!" Frisk said, sitting down next to you.

"I thought you said you were just getting snacks" You pointed out.

Frisk chuckled. "Yeah, but then I felt like eating pizza"

After eating and talking a bit, Papyrus thought now would be a good time to leave.

"Aww, come on, Papyrus! Don't be a party pooper!" You said, then giggled.

"This party has been pooped" Papyrus said, walking towards the door. "Come on, Sans!"

Sans stood up rather slowly. "Come'n boss"

"Not you, too, Sans!" You said, kinda disappointed.

"Sorry, doll, I do whateva boss says" Sans said, then they were out the door.

You sat there for a moment, then said, "So, what now?"

Frisk shrugged. "Truth or dare?"

"Sure!" You said. You knew this wouldn't end well, but wanted to have some fun.

"You go first" Frisk said. "Truth or dare?"

You thought for a second. "Dare"

Frisk put their hand on their head, in thought. "Hm..." They said. "I dare you to drink a bottle of mustard, just like Sans does!"

You cringed at the thought of it, but agreed. Frisk brought a bottle from the fridge. "How 'bout you just take your time and drink as we go? But you have to finish before we end the game!"

"Ugh, fine, still better than drinking it all at once!" You said. You drank a sip of mustard and almost threw up. Frisk noticed and laughed.

"Your turn!" You said. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth!" Frisk said.

You paused. Hm... You thought. It's gotta be something embarrassing!

"Would you ever go on a date with Flowey?" You asked, smirking.

Frisk's face turned red. "U-um..."

"Would you?" You urged on.

"Okey, fine! Yes, I would go on a date with Flowey!"

You giggled. "I ship it!" You yelled, throwing your hands in the air.

Frisk gave you a look that said 'stfu' and you giggled again.

"Okey, (Y/N), now we're getting into this, huh?" Frisk smirked. "Truth or dare?"

You thought carefully. If I pick dare, they'll make me do something stupid... You thought. So truth cant be that bad, right?

"Truth!" You said, reluctantly.

Frisk knew exactly what to ask. "Would you ever make out with edgy-my-smedgy pants?"

"You mean Sans?"

Frisk crossed their arms. "Yep!"

Your face got a little red. You haven't known Sans for long, but he seemed nice enough.

"I...I guess???" You said, feeling your face get more red.

Frisk laughed. "Sweet revenge!" They said. "Now, I ship that, (Y/N)!"

You punched Frisk in the arm playfully. "Shut up, Frisk!" You said, laughed nervously.

"Truth or dare?" You asked them.

"Dare!" Frisk said, pumping their fist in the air.

"I dare you to go outside and yell I'm a kawaii potato as loud as possible!" You said, giggling at the silly idea.

Frisk looked confused. "What's a kawaii?" They asked.

"It means cute in Japanese!" You told them.

Frisk got up and walked to the door. You followed. They opened the door and walked to your car.

They climbed on to the top of your car and screamed at the top of their lungs "I'M A KAWAII POTATO, A••HOLES!"

You fell on the floor laughing. You couldn't stop. Frisk fell down and joined you, though you were pretty sure they were laughing in pain.

Your ribs hurt. You grabbed onto your stomach and laughed.

Five minutes later, though, you puked out the mustard you had been drinking between dares because you were laughing too hard.
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Rona, here!
Wow! Over 800 words! The was a really long chapter!!! This is so fun!!! <3