Soriel Week Day 1-Jokes

Toriel walked quietly to Sans' room. It's been three years since monsterkind was released from imprisonment. It took everyone a while to assimilate with humans. Some were apprehensive, some were readily open to accept them, others didn't seem to notice nor care, so it wasn't too bad. Frisk's job as an ambassador was also going smoothly, thanks to her trusty bodyguards, Sans and Papyrus. Speaking of Sans, she reached the dark brown wooden door hethat led into the little skeleton's room. She raised a paw.

Knock, Knock.

She could hear the sheets rustling, and small grumbles.

Knock, knock.

More rustling, then a tired muffled voice spoke, "Who's there."


"Theodore who?"

Toriel smiled. "Theodore wasn't open, so I knocked!"

Sounds of laughter could be heard from both sides of the door. There was slight shuffling of sheets and soft patter of footsteps, stopping behind the door.

Knock, knock.

"Who's there?" Tori asked.


"Mikey who?"

Sans snickered. "Mikey doesn't fit in the keyhole."

Toriel snorted in laughter along with Sans' muffled chortles from beyond the door. This was becoming a regular tradition in the morning, as it reminds them of when they first met in the Underground, when Toriel was still living in the ruins. Tori smiled fondly at the memory. As her giggles quieted, she raised her paw again.

Knock, Knock.

"Who's there?"

"Olive." She smiled tenderly.

"Olive who?" Sans asked.

"Olive You."


Silence followed for a few seconds before door opened revealing a blushing Sans rubbing the back of his skull.

"Heheh…Wow…didn't see that one coming…"

Toriel simply chuckled, and hugged him.

Sans joined in with his own nervous laugh.

"Heh…Olive you too." He hugged her back.