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Mortuusequusphobia

Me: let's look up different phobias.

Google: have some random ones.

Me: *finds "Mortuusequusphobia."*

Also me: huh, wonder what that is; it looks ridiculously hard to pronounce and spell, so it must be the fear of something interesting.

"Mortuusequusphobia: the fear of ketchup."

Me: welp, Avid Adopter can wait a while. 

And that is how this short came to be.

I don't intend for it to be long.

Comments are welcome and appreciated!

Please enjoy!

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Sans walked down the sidewalk, chugging a bottle of ketchup, as per usual. His brother avoided the sight of him, shuddering in disgust at his habits.

"Want some?" Sans politely offered.

"No." Papyrus quickly responded.

"Are you sure? It's a good way to ketchup with the times!"

"Sans, no."

"Sans, yes."

"Why do you drink that infernal liquid?" 

"Because it's condimental for my health."

"It's disgusting, and it adds to your already lazy demeanor."

"Aww, you care!"

"It is not a matter of caring, Sans."

"C'mon, bro, relish the moment!"

"That was just bad."

"Eh, I mayo may not be stretching it a bit."

"Sans!"

"Yes? Have you mustard the courage to drink some?"

"Sans I will disown you."

"Ah, gee, you don't have to be serious about it. I'm done."

"Good."

"What's so bad about drinking condiments, anyway?"

"It's repulsive, Sans."

"In what way?"

"It's ketchup. And you're drinking it."

"I see no problem with that."

"I can't look at ketchup without thinking of you."

"That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me, bro!"

"It wasn't a compliment."

"What was it, then?"

"A warning."

"..What?"

"Brother, I am going to charge you one of the human dollars for every time I see you drinking ketchup from this point on!"

"...So I'll drink it at Tori's."

"Are you sure you can escape me so easily?"

"Well, sure."

"We shall see, brother..we shall see."

One day later.

"Knock knock." Sans chuckled.