"PET!" Sans screamed. "COME TO ME IMMEDIATELY!"

"Yes M'lord" Papyrus responded as he crawled over to his master/little brother. "What do you require?"

"I REQUIRE YOU TO TELL ME MORE ABOUT THIS... THANKSGIVING TRADITIONS THAT HUMANS DO!"

"Well, Thanksgiving, M'lord, is a day when a family gathers together and bonds, they eat a magnificent dinner, talk and constant communication." Papyrus explained.

"WELL, PAPYRUS, WE ARE GOING TO HAVE OUR OWN THANKSGIVING DINNER!" Sans decided.

Wait... he called me Papyrus! Papyrus thought to himself. Is M'lord feeling okay?

"Yes, M'lord." Papyrus answered.

"PAPYRUS, DON'T CALL ME THAT. CALL ME YOUR BROTHER, THE MALEFICIENT SANS!" Sans replied.

"Yes, Sans." Papyrus responded. "What would you like for our dinner?"

"WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE FOR OUR DINNER?" Sans questioned back.

"Hmm. About some ravioli and whatever I can get from Grillby's?" Papyrus asked.

"YES, THAT SOUNDS GOOD." Sans approved. Papyrus teleported to Grillby's and placed an order for the Thanksgiving Special.

"Papyrus, you still haven't payed off your tab." The fire monster muttered as he prepared the meal to go.

"I'll get to it eventually." Papyrus responded.

"You had better." Grillby replied as he handed Papyrus the meal inside of a big brown paper bag. (Don't ask how Grillby handled a paper bag without setting it on fire.)

"Thanks." Papyrus said as he teleported back to his house where his little brother waited. "Sans, I'm back." The taller skeleton called out.

"YAY! I, THE MALEFICIENT SANS HAVE BEEN WAITING PATIENTLY FOR YOU TO ARRIVE WITH OUR BOUNTY. I HAVE ALSO PREPARED THE TABLE." Sans greeted.

"Good job Sans." Papyrus responded as he brought out all the food from the bag. Inside was a couple slices of ham, some bread rolls and a can of gravy. (They are aboveground, btw, so they have human food.) "Here is our meal."

"GREAT JOB, PAPYRUS. YOU CAN SIT AT THE TABLE FOR THIS MEAL." Sans said as he watched Papyrus reach for his food bowl on the floor next to his water bowl.

"Thank you, brother. Are you ready to eat?"

"YOU BET I AM." Sans responded as he split the food into equal portions for himself and his big brother. "I LOVE YOU PAPYRUS."

"I love you too, Sans."