week 8, wednesday evening

[fourleafcleaver]

[So Clover's hauled the underhell crew into the kitchen (mostly Undyne's done the hauling per Clover's request probably) with promises of dinner. None of the things she's grabbing from cabinets and the fridge and gracelessly tossing onto the counter are spaghetti.]

You guys are super great and all but if you keep trying to feed me spaghetti, I'm gonna either die or go crazy. [drops an entire sack of potatoes onto the counter; it makes an immensely satisfying thunk sound.] There's food that's not spaghetti! [and also ways to make spaghetti correctly but we'll get to that]

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[friendboned]

SANS!!!!!

[That done, Papyrus focuses on the important things]

CLOVER! YOU.... YOU'RE COOKING FOR ME?

[so it's not spaghetti, but it's a start.....]

[fourleafcleaver]

[She waits until Papyrus is yelling at Sans to give Undyne a grin and a thumbs-up. She's figured out the routine by now.]

Yep! [what has she gotten herself into] We'll make it a cooking party. I'll show you how grilled cheese works.

[thebonezone]

[sans may have dodged the potato but he hasn't dodged the BULLET TO HIS HEART, UNDYNE haha j/k he is a skeleton. he doesn't have a heart.]

wow. i hope this cooking session won't get too cheesy.

[WHY IS HE HERE]

[detanimetion]

Sans, I'm gonna grill you if I hear any more puns! [SERIOUSLY WHY IS HE HERE] You should be helping out too instead of just sitting there like a lazy bum!

[friendboned]

[Papyrus isn't sure whether to praise Clover for her Heartfelt Feelings of Admiration and Cooking towards him or get further annoyed at Sans's puns. He does a bit of both: GROANS]

UNDYNE IS RIGHT! CLOVER'S FEELINGS FOR ME ARE SO STRONG... SHE WANTS TO COOK ALL SORTS OF EXOTIC FOODS FOR ME! YOU HAVE TO HELP HER SPREAD HER FRIENDSHIP!

[fourleafcleaver]

[why is she here. why did she do this]

I've seen you actually do things before, I know you're capable of it. [In the meantime, she's gonna turn the stove heat onto medium like a reasonable person who doesn't want to set things on fire and get a pan on the burner.] Someone find me some butter, everyone pick what kind of cheese you want.