[They do not scream, they do not, but they do make a strangled noise when they're doused in ketchup. Chara also has to wash their clothing five times to just get the stink out.
Fine. They'll fight water balloons with water balloons.
The next time Sans opens the fridge he'll find someone stuffed them full of water balloons that are dyed various colors. Have fun cleaning up that mess.
In addition to this, it seems someone has gone after Sans's hotdogs in the fridge. Chara was nice enough to wrap them up in foil so it's not too gross...but they're scattered around the house and in places that are out of Sans's natural reach.
[Kids, huh? Ingenious little fellas, he'll give 'em that. Good thing there aren't any food shortages in Hadriel, yeah? Yet.
One of these days he's gonna have to figure a way to lock the door. Or he would, if he didn't figure the effort would be more or less wasted; knowing the kids, they'd just find a way to circumvent that anyhow. He can respect that.
Even if he looks like a multicolored Easter egg while hunting down his hot dogs in the process. Savage.
Next time they open the door, however, they'll find several dozen cups of water, carefully positioned a few inches apart, practically blanketing the floor, all the way through the hallway. The slightest misstep will send the cups domino-ing and thoroughly drenching the floor. And also their socks, if they happen to be wearing any.
[It doesn't really matter who was supposed to be caught out, by that one- Frisk is the first to come across it. In late afternoon, no less, when everyone is up and about and doing things. They're starting to think the Dreemurrs are just politely trying to stay out of this to ensure they don't get caught in the crossfire more than they already have.
They just wanted to grab their broom.
Why does it have to be so hard to grab a broom?
But okay, sure. At some point, should Sans try to sit on the couch, it's not going to be as comfortable as usual. Neither is his beanbag, though the rest of Papyrus' room is very carefully untouched.
Not as comfortable, and definitely prone to begin smelling, as fabrics that have had their contents replaced with whipped cream are want to do.]
[If Alphys is helping them yet again, he's gonna have words. Or possibly a do-over of that little ketchup-sriracha stunt he pulled. Either way, he ultimately has to ditch both the beanbag chair and the couch and go combing through the city for another of each; the smell was bad enough, but it turns out there's no easy way to rinse whipped cream from the inside of either with any expeditious manner.
He'll have to give it to 'em for a job well done. And since they like whipped cream so much, he'll take care to replace most of the stuff in the cans they have back home, as well as the ones in the surrounding shops, with sour cream instead.
And then, for good measure, all the sugar's been swapped out for salt, and vice versa.
[You know what's needed for cakes? Sugar. You know what goes great on them too? Whipped cream.
You know how bad it is to mess with Chara's ability to bake things? He'll know now.
But first, has Sans ever heard of food injection syringes? Fun little things, they are. Usually used for things like BBQs but with enough Determination - or spite - and a blender, it can inject other things. Like say....a mixture of water and cheese powder or hot sauce.
Some of his hotdogs are untouched, some are not. Enjoy your game of Russian roulette.
[He really should know better than to touch their food supply by now. 'Specially since it wouldn't be half as bad if it were in moderation, like cheese sauce and the like sprinkled over nachos, but it's not. It's taking a bite and getting some awful diluted cheese water or something hot enough to sear the tastebuds off his nonexistent tongue.
So he spends the next hour or so filling every cupboard and cabinet in Casa Dreemurr with packing peanuts.]
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Fine. They'll fight water balloons with water balloons.
The next time Sans opens the fridge he'll find someone stuffed them full of water balloons that are dyed various colors. Have fun cleaning up that mess.
In addition to this, it seems someone has gone after Sans's hotdogs in the fridge. Chara was nice enough to wrap them up in foil so it's not too gross...but they're scattered around the house and in places that are out of Sans's natural reach.
It's like Easter! So get hunting.]
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Yet.One of these days he's gonna have to figure a way to lock the door. Or he would, if he didn't figure the effort would be more or less wasted; knowing the kids, they'd just find a way to circumvent that anyhow. He can respect that.
Even if he looks like a multicolored Easter egg while hunting down his hot dogs in the process. Savage.
Next time they open the door, however, they'll find several dozen cups of water, carefully positioned a few inches apart, practically blanketing the floor, all the way through the hallway. The slightest misstep will send the cups domino-ing and thoroughly drenching the floor. And also their socks, if they happen to be wearing any.
There's no hell quite like wet socks.]
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They just wanted to grab their broom.
Why does it have to be so hard to grab a broom?
But okay, sure. At some point, should Sans try to sit on the couch, it's not going to be as comfortable as usual. Neither is his beanbag, though the rest of Papyrus' room is very carefully untouched.
Not as comfortable, and definitely prone to begin smelling, as fabrics that have had their contents replaced with whipped cream are want to do.]
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He'll have to give it to 'em for a job well done. And since they like whipped cream so much, he'll take care to replace most of the stuff in the cans they have back home, as well as the ones in the surrounding shops, with sour cream instead.
And then, for good measure, all the sugar's been swapped out for salt, and vice versa.
Enjoy.]
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You know how bad it is to mess with Chara's ability to bake things? He'll know now.
But first, has Sans ever heard of food injection syringes? Fun little things, they are. Usually used for things like BBQs but with enough Determination - or spite - and a blender, it can inject other things. Like say....a mixture of water and cheese powder or hot sauce.
Some of his hotdogs are untouched, some are not. Enjoy your game of Russian roulette.
Also the milk is "gone".]
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So he spends the next hour or so filling every cupboard and cabinet in Casa Dreemurr with packing peanuts.]
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The fuck was this kind of energy when there were dragons about?
As a final, parting gift in their efforts for this war, Frisk does absolutely nothing.
Not a damn thing.
Just like with Chara, they are now well and truly biding their time. They don't forget, Sans. And they're extremely determined.
Watch yourself.]