Nightmare: How do you guys want your eggs?
Horror: Poached-
Nightmare: Then go find it yourself
Horror: *confusion*
Dust: A-hah! Boiled!
Nightmare: Water is expensive.
Dust: ???What???
Cross: Scrambled?
Nightmare: Do you want me to scramble your testicles?
Cross: N-no...
Killer: Hmmmm....I want Sunny-side up! With the yolk still wet and not ruined :D
Nightmare: I...I dunno how to cook Sunny-side up my love-
Killer: Just plain old scrambled that's a bit wet?
NM: Okay
Everyone else: THIS IS FAVORITISM!
YOU ARE READING
The Homo Sanses
FanfictionThis book is just another trashcan of Sans AUs shitposts 👁️👄👁️ Also cover pic not mine, credit to the original artist Ships that I might pull out of my ass: - Nightkiller (ofc) - Cream - Errorink - Dustblue - Bloodlust - After death - Kustard
