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[With an obligatory scoffing noise, Papyrus sets to hopping. In a promising start, the trampoline doesn't simply tear underfoot. His hopping is relatively graceless at first, between this being an unfamiliar sort of motion, and a very unfamiliar motion in his mechanical body. But once he starts to get the rhythm of when to jump again, he starts building height.]

Oh my god!! [Boggling as he easily enters dunk height on the basketball hoop, despite the weight of the metal, Papyrus twists to see where his brother's at.] Sans! Look how high I'm getting, even with...! You can go way higher, I bet!