[Oh god, cooking was more explosive today than usual. And worse, it started an hour late! Papyrus didn't realize his clocks were all off until well after he got home.
This time, Papyrus goes for more of a gamble on who's going to get hit. He mixes some cheese sauce with water until it looks like some refreshing orange juice and places it in the fridge to be consumed by one or both of the other two.
Then, he empties both of their toothpaste tubes and refills them with vanilla pudding.]
[You know the annoying thing about everything ending up on the ceiling? It makes it damn near impossible to collapse on his bed after a long day of lollygagging and faffing about absently. That's tough work, it is! As tempting as it would be to pull off the hilarious sight gag of chilling on the ceiling for a bit with the rest of his belongings, exerting that much magical effort is too much work. So he cuts it all down and prepares his next assault.
First of all, vanilla pudding is delicious, so there's no loss there. He spends the rest of the day squeezing the bottle out into his mouth whenever he feels the need for a pick-me-up - and a good thing, too, 'cause that was definitely not orange juice and it's a real good thing he don't have a digestive tract, or he'd be projectile-vomiting into a bucket right about now.
To get back at that souring of their food supply, he spends a little quality time getting to know the workings of the refrigerator by switching the side of the door the handle's on - leaving one or both of them to tug and tug without any result until they figure that the handle's switched sides and open it from the correct, now un-handled side.
Since food seems to be the common theme here, Sans gets to work besmirching the tea supply next. He slits open each and every tea bag they've got on hand, empties the leaves into a jar - no point in wastin' good tea, is there? - and replaces the contents with gravy granules before sealin' them right up again.]
[Unfortunately, Alphys does have some form of digestion, which means she spends a solid 20 minutes of her day heaving into the sink and dumping water in it to wash out that orange abomination in the fridge. It takes her like ten minutes to open the damn thing and then, no, betrayed by it's contents. She isn't much of a tea drinker, but she's beginning not to trust anything in the kitchen anymore, so... well, time to add to that one.
Thanks to Chara, she now has a wealth of ideas and decides to keep with the food theme, by blowing up a balloon and covering it with icing. It's a cake. It's on the table. Cut a piece if you dare. Or just bite it and have a balloon explode right in your face. Either or!
And just in case nobody gets hit with that, just to be an utter nuisance, she rearranges the contents of the kitchen. Have fun finding the silverware!]
[WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE KITCHEN! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE TEA! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE CAKE!
Papyrus takes out a whole day just to arrange the contents of the kitchen back in place and clean up all the mess from all the food-based pranks. No one is allowed in the kitchen the entire time. It needs a deep cleaning.
The next day, Papyrus works overnight to take out two monsters with one stone. Not that he is actually going to be throwing rocks at them, because that would be cruel and bad. No, what he has done is rig up the entire first floor to be a puzzle, a throwback to the X and O and △ pathway puzzles he had set up outside Snowdin. If you want to get to any specific room, you are going to have to figure out which puzzle to solve and how! Good luck!
Actually, Papyrus isn't sure this counts as a prank? It seems more like he is doing a favor to his housemates. Oh well!]
[At least he's got his shortcuts, though it's a royal pain tryin' to figure out how to get from place to place with all the darn X's and O's. Hugs and kisses? Thanks, Papyrus; he loves you too.
He loves you so much he's gonna get you back for this. That suspicious-looking cake isn't even a cake, gosh darn it. That's just cruel.
He doesn't actually put very much effort into his next trick. He just digs up the file of an old virus Hermann cooked up by accident - now with Sans bein' in the proper mindspace to appreciate it, no less - and sends it to the both of 'em anonymously, cunningly disguised as advertisements relevant to their interests. For some thrilling spaghetti recipes, click here! For a download on saving computer energy, download this file!
Don't worry, though. The virus wipes itself out after a hard reboot. But in the meantime, enjoy your Nyan Cat.]
[The worst part of all of this is that Alphys knows Sans can just shortcut around. She has to suffer through every one of them. AND THEN. AND THEN!!! Hours of scrubbing her computer files until she gets rid of that awful thing from Sans. He's done the unthinkable- made her not appreciate nyan cat. How dare. How dare.
Alright, now she is going to get serious. For Papyrus, she painstakingly solves the puzzle for his room and shifts everything inside of it just an inch and a half to the left. All of it. For Sans, she's adding to the food theme, and pulls the classic "mayonnaise inside jelly donuts" bit. She even gets to eat one before she messes with them. Fantastic.]
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This time, Papyrus goes for more of a gamble on who's going to get hit. He mixes some cheese sauce with water until it looks like some refreshing orange juice and places it in the fridge to be consumed by one or both of the other two.
Then, he empties both of their toothpaste tubes and refills them with vanilla pudding.]
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First of all, vanilla pudding is delicious, so there's no loss there. He spends the rest of the day squeezing the bottle out into his mouth whenever he feels the need for a pick-me-up - and a good thing, too, 'cause that was definitely not orange juice and it's a real good thing he don't have a digestive tract, or he'd be projectile-vomiting into a bucket right about now.
To get back at that souring of their food supply, he spends a little quality time getting to know the workings of the refrigerator by switching the side of the door the handle's on - leaving one or both of them to tug and tug without any result until they figure that the handle's switched sides and open it from the correct, now un-handled side.
Since food seems to be the common theme here, Sans gets to work besmirching the tea supply next. He slits open each and every tea bag they've got on hand, empties the leaves into a jar - no point in wastin' good tea, is there? - and replaces the contents with gravy granules before sealin' them right up again.]
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Thanks to Chara, she now has a wealth of ideas and decides to keep with the food theme, by blowing up a balloon and covering it with icing. It's a cake. It's on the table. Cut a piece if you dare. Or just bite it and have a balloon explode right in your face. Either or!
And just in case nobody gets hit with that, just to be an utter nuisance, she rearranges the contents of the kitchen. Have fun finding the silverware!]
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Papyrus takes out a whole day just to arrange the contents of the kitchen back in place and clean up all the mess from all the food-based pranks. No one is allowed in the kitchen the entire time. It needs a deep cleaning.
The next day, Papyrus works overnight to take out two monsters with one stone. Not that he is actually going to be throwing rocks at them, because that would be cruel and bad. No, what he has done is rig up the entire first floor to be a puzzle, a throwback to the X and O and △ pathway puzzles he had set up outside Snowdin. If you want to get to any specific room, you are going to have to figure out which puzzle to solve and how! Good luck!
Actually, Papyrus isn't sure this counts as a prank? It seems more like he is doing a favor to his housemates. Oh well!]
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He loves you so much he's gonna get you back for this. That suspicious-looking cake isn't even a cake, gosh darn it. That's just cruel.
He doesn't actually put very much effort into his next trick. He just digs up the file of an old virus Hermann cooked up by accident - now with Sans bein' in the proper mindspace to appreciate it, no less - and sends it to the both of 'em anonymously, cunningly disguised as advertisements relevant to their interests. For some thrilling spaghetti recipes, click here! For a download on saving computer energy, download this file!
Don't worry, though. The virus wipes itself out after a hard reboot. But in the meantime, enjoy your Nyan Cat.]
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Alright, now she is going to get serious. For Papyrus, she painstakingly solves the puzzle for his room and shifts everything inside of it just an inch and a half to the left. All of it. For Sans, she's adding to the food theme, and pulls the classic "mayonnaise inside jelly donuts" bit. She even gets to eat one before she messes with them. Fantastic.]
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Sorry, Alph.]