SANS -UNDERTALE-

Sans (standing lazily, holding a ladle): “so… i figured i’d try cooking. how hard can it be, right?” [He fills a pot with water and sets it on the stove.] Papyrus (bursting in dramatically): “SANS!! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE ARRIVED TO SUPERVISE YOUR CULINARY EFFORTS!” Sans: “cool. it’s just water.” Papyrus: “EXCELLENT! BOILING WATER IS THE FOUNDATION OF ALL GREAT SPAGHETTI!” [Sans turns the stove on. A long pause.] Sans: “it’s… kinda sizzling.” Papyrus: “NONSENSE! WATER CANNOT BE DEFEATED!” [Smoke starts rising from the pot.] Sans: “…uh.” Papyrus: “SANS. WHY IS THE WATER MAKING THAT SOUND.” Sans: “maybe it’s shy.” [The pot suddenly sparks and catches fire.] Papyrus: “IMPOSSIBLE!! WATER IS SUPPOSED TO— WAIT, WHY IS IT ON FIRE?!” Sans (deadpan): “huh. guess i… burnt the water.” [Beat of silence.] Papyrus (horrified): “THAT’S NOT EVEN HOW SCIENCE WORKS!!” Sans: “guess i’m just built different.” [Fire alarm goes off. Papyrus panics, Sans casually leans on the counter.] Papyrus: “SANS!!!