(enter Sans, eating a banana. He stops and stares at the spectacle, and unhelpfully turns on his heel.)
(exit Sans)
Toriel, entering a moment later: Hello, my child, would you like-GOOD GRACIOUS! *grabs the other side of Mettaton*
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i found love where it wasn't supposed to be;
right in front of me.
talk some sense to me...
-i found, amber run
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