Chapter 2- The Hang Out

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//Author: I hope u Enjoy This Chapter... And me As well😅😅.. Lets Go to the Story//

Toriel was Excited to Go with Sans... She was Prepared and REALLY EXCITED ..She went To Sans House at The Right Time

Toriel: *Knock Knock* (I hope Im Cool and Chillin here with him) *Sighs*

Sans: Who's There??

Toriel:  Ketchup

Sans:  Ketchup who..?? (I know where This Goes)

Toriel: We need To go.. and U should Ketchup *Giggles*

Sans: *Laughs and Opens the Door* Hahaha Ur Right lets Go

They Went To the Park And Talk Random Stuff..They Have a Great Time..

Sans:  We Should Go Home Its almost Late...

Toriel: Yeah sure *Looks Dissapointed*

Sans: Whats With the Sad Face There.. *Touches Toriels Cheek*

Toriel: *Internal Screaming* (Omg omg OMG OM)* Nothing!   *Blushing*

Sans: Welp ok How about.. we Head to The Sweet Store and Buy some Pocky For You *Winks and Smiles*

Toriel:  Yeah Sure!! *Smiles Back*

They Went to the Sweet Store and buy Some Pocky They Eat Pocky while They Were Walking home And they arrive at Toriel's house and somebody was Picking on the Window.. Who would that be..

Toriel: So This is Goodbye.. we Should Do this Sometimes..

Sans: Yeah..

Toriel: Bye.. *starts to walk in the Front Door*

Sans: Wait!!

Toriel: What??

Sans: (Kiss Toriels cheeks) GoodBye

Toriel: Bye *Blushing Hardly*

Toriel Went Inside Her House and Saw Asgore Acting like something didnt happend...

Asgore: SO.... HOWS YOUR DATE SIS *Teasing toriel*

Toriel: ITS NOT A DATE ASGORE!!! *Blushing*

Asgore: MMMmmm... I SAW PRINCE SANS KISS YOU ON THE CHEEK... SO IT WAS A DATE... *Grins*

Toriel: ASGORE!!!! *Megalovania music comes up*

Asgore: *Gulp* I WAS JUST KIDDING SIS *Sweating*

Toriel:  YOUR DEAD ASGORE!!! *Runs Toward Asgore*

Asgore: HELP!!!!!! *Runs*

//Author: Welp i hope Asgore will be Fine.. heheh So I hope U guys Enjoy this Chapter Hahha See ya In the Next chapter💖💖💖//

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