the silence, the terror, the pain, the horror as your mom comes downstairs

[trombones]

It wasn't unusual for Undyne to stay a night at the brothers' house, even before all that fire moved into her place. It also wasn't weird for Sans to be up at random hours of the night, usually to make himself something to eat. This is one of those nights.

A small, skeleton-shaped something shambles down the stairs in the dark. Then it makes its way across the room, into the kitchen, and turns on the light.

Ah, there he is.

That motherfucker.

Thankfully, they kept most of their food where Sans could reach it. Cue some more shuffling around between the fridge and cupboard as he throws bread, cheese, ham, turkey, peanut butter, a jar of pickles, marshmallows, strawberry jam, Temmie Flakes, and a bottle of ketchup onto the counter.

It begins.

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[justiceskewer]

Snowdin was stupidly cold just as Hotland was stupidly hot. She could handle the cold a lot better than extreme heat but still...it was nice to live in the Waterfall because of it's perfect humid dampness. Her crashing over was sort of accidental, but that was a super blizzard for you.

As much as Undyne could storm through a blizzard no problem, Papyrus insisted to stay. It worked out, because training was the next day early anyway. So, you know, whatevs.

Undyne crashed on the couch huddled with a few blankets, snoozing. But, as she was a very light sleeper, she was awoken by the sound of Sans in the kitchen. Her head popped right up from the pillow and blanket cocoon. Her eyes darted to the kitchen.

"The...heck??"

[trombones]

[Welp. Woke her up. Somehow, he thought that blanket cocoon would muffle the noise. Oh well. Sans pokes his head out of the kitchen.]

oh hey, cap.

[Captain. Cap'n? Cap'n Crunch of the Royal Guard????]

[justiceskewer]

[Cap'n Crunch Berries lept out from her coccoon like a butterfly from metamorphosis. She wasn't going to sleep now with all the light and the noise. She was highly agitated though. She walked across the floor and into the kitchen to see just what he was making. Looked like a bunch of whatever ingredients.]

Food? Now??? It's 12AM!

[trombones]

[Marshmallow Skeletons ducks back inside so Cap'n Crunch Oops! All Berries can step in.]

yup. that's what midnight snacks are for.

[Sans the Skeleton: constantly embarrassing in front of his brother's friends since ???X. Anyway. Sans officially gets to work.

First, he takes two slices of bread out of the bag. Then he starts laying out the ham. Then the cheese. Then the strawberry jam.]

want one?

[oh man you know what else this needs

pickles]

[justiceskewer]

[Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch barked a laugh toward Frakenberry.]

Wow, that's NASTY!

[But she was grinning though so.]

I shouldn't be eating so late but you know what?? What the hell. This looks like a challenge if I ever saw one.

Sure, I'd like a gross sandwich.

[trombones]

thanks.

[Fruity Yummy Mummy looks up from his masterpiece and gets an idea. He grins up at Galactic Crunch as he pulls out two more slices and lays them in front of her.]

tell ya what, miss fish.

how 'bout a gross sandwich contest?

[justiceskewer]

Gross...sandwich...

[With a loud BANG, Christmas Crunch slammed her fist on the counter. Perhaps too loud, but ah well. That got her excited. A CONTEST. An honest to goodness contest! Oh what the hell, who needs sleep now that you've been challenged. Her and Papyrus were just going to make spaghetti anyway.]

You are...ON.

[trombones]

[WOW OK that got her attention. Score one for Count Chocula.]

be my guest. i'll give ya a head start.

[AND IF THEY RUN OUT OF ALL THE CRAP HE ALREADY PULLED OUT
TRUST HIM
THEY'LL COME UP WITH SOMETHING.]

[justiceskewer]

[That was all Cinnamon Roll Crunch needed before she found herself at the counter and immediately piling on the white bread and sandwich fillings. What a great distraction from sleeping and wondering how the next day was going to go.

Peanut butter, pickles, mayonnaise, mustard...

She was making a mess but a sandwich was being made. Step up Boo Berry!]

[trombones]

[Fruit Brute didn't expect any less from Deep Sea Crunch. He goes back to his own sandwich -- ham, cheese, strawberry jam, pickles... he might as well throw the marshmallows in for good measure. Oh, and Temmie Flakes. Definitely Temmie Flakes.

He looks up at her, expectly, as he throws on the ingredients without even looking.]

peanut butter and mayonnaise? seriously?

[justiceskewer]

Gross isn't it???

[She seemed to be pleased with the development. She was going to have Rice Krispies BEAT. She was just going to dump a whole bag of red hots on that concoction too. Let's not forget about the caramel corn too. Then actual canned corn.

Coco Donuts grinned wide.]

Is that admitting you're being BESTED at your game, punk???

[trombones]

[Sans makes a face like he would have quirked an eyebrow if he had one. Oh-hoh.

You're on, sister.]

are you kidding? i haven't even used my special attack.