Better leave it to you. If you attest to its quality, then I'll know I picked out a good one. [Heheheh. Sans is still just leaning up against the trampoline. He is never going to get into the air at this rate.]
[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!
[With how high Papyrus is getting and the much larger weight difference between them now, Sans is kind of imagining that if he got on the trampoline right now Papyrus would rocket him into the stratosphere or something.] Hey, it's workin' pretty well. Should I try gettin' on now? [Or should he wait for Papyrus to finish up?]
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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!
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