Sans: *gets up*

Frisk: *runs into room* No, you stay!

Sans: wait, it's another one with me? really?

Frisk: *nods*

Sans: welp...i guess let's get on with it.

Frisk: Okay.... MOM, YOU'RE UPPPP!

Toriel: Oh, really, the humans ship me with someo-...oh

Sans: heyyy, tori.....

Frisk: *evil glare* I ship ittttt

Sans: kid, really?!

Frisk: heeheeheehee *backs out of room* S.H.I.P.

Toriel: Well, I suppose let's get started...um....how do we do these.

Sans: you basically just tell them how you feel about it, and then sometimes we look at "fanart."

Toriel: O-OH, I understand now. Well, young ones, I am sorry to inform you that Sans and I are merely friends. I do not believe I have any other feelings for him. Yes, he did keep me company when I was alone, but I'm just his friend who really appreciates what he did.

Sans: heh, yeah, i agree...

Frisk: *pops around corner giving Sans a suspicious look*

Sans: * glares at Frisk * let's look at the fanart...

*click*

Sans: uh...well...

Toriel: *snort* Oh my, they all seem to like to draw you flustered.

Sans: why? i don't think i even blushed while they were watching the kid walk around, why'd they think i get flustered on the flip of a dime?

Toriel: *giggle* Goodness, look how short they made you!

Sans: hey! okay, i may be vertically impaired but it's not that  bad.

Toriel: *rolls eyes* Whatever makes you sleep at night.

Sans:... wait, what's that supposed to mean?!

Toriel's Rating:

Well, anything is better than Asgore. 2/20HP

Sans' Rating:

heh, tori's nice enough. she's not too baaaaaaa-d. 5/20HP

Frisk's Rating:

NO, DON'T LISTEN TO THEM, THEY ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER BUT THEY DON'T KNOW IT!!!!

9999999999/20HP

....kid!?????