[Hopefully Alphys and Undyne don't mind that the "bread" in the house is now something ghastly. Something so incredibly ghastly that he don't have to say a single word before they're already washing out his mouth, so to speak.
All things considered, it'd probably just be safer for everybody if he kept a private stash of food, untainted, just so he don't spend the next hour gagging into a sink and regretting every single life choice that's led him up to this moment. But where'd the fun in that be?
The "no venturing into their room" stricture puts a block on some of his riskier ideas, but it ain't worth trying to find a loophole for the sake of a joke. Less work anyway, and that's far better for everyone.
Instead, he does a bit of dawdling around the back of Asgore's place.
By the time he departs, everyone in the house will discover that the water pressure for every sink, shower, and washing machine has mysteriously begun to fluctuate, varying from a small trickle to an outrageous deluge in the span of minutes.
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All things considered, it'd probably just be safer for everybody if he kept a private stash of food, untainted, just so he don't spend the next hour gagging into a sink and regretting every single life choice that's led him up to this moment. But where'd the fun in that be?
The "no venturing into their room" stricture puts a block on some of his riskier ideas, but it ain't worth trying to find a loophole for the sake of a joke. Less work anyway, and that's far better for everyone.
Instead, he does a bit of dawdling around the back of Asgore's place.
By the time he departs, everyone in the house will discover that the water pressure for every sink, shower, and washing machine has mysteriously begun to fluctuate, varying from a small trickle to an outrageous deluge in the span of minutes.
It'll sort itself out in a few hours. Probably.]