[As much as she knew she invited this upon herself, this was awful. Sans might be able to move around effectively, but eventually she just ends up yelling her way through it with rather ineffective claws. Her room wasn't even a respite, with Sans MAKING EVERYTHING HORRIBLE, and as soon as she's collected all of the 'merch' she dumps it in a bucket outside of his room. Sans will notice she took it somewhere to light all of it on fire. There's very little left that isn't ash and a bit of cat ear.
Thy both need to get hit next. First, she tiptoes in when Sans is asleep and saran-wraps him to his bed. It probably won't inconvenience him very much, but that's only part one. The next part is getting Papyrus to wake him up. So she also leaves a bucket of water above the door- it takes her a few hours to rig the robotics to trigger the dump instead of leaving the door just resting open, and she's very proud- and 'borrows' his phone to leave a text to Papyrus about how he's 'never getting out of bed' and a variety of messages designed to make him storm right in there.
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Thy both need to get hit next. First, she tiptoes in when Sans is asleep and saran-wraps him to his bed. It probably won't inconvenience him very much, but that's only part one. The next part is getting Papyrus to wake him up. So she also leaves a bucket of water above the door- it takes her a few hours to rig the robotics to trigger the dump instead of leaving the door just resting open, and she's very proud- and 'borrows' his phone to leave a text to Papyrus about how he's 'never getting out of bed' and a variety of messages designed to make him storm right in there.
And now. She waits.]