Frisk, likewise, is struggling to contain their laughter. Sparring with Chara, literally or flirtwise, was always a blast. But dangit they were the flirtmaster, there was no way they going to give up now! It was time to up the ante in this game of flirt chicken.

They put a hand to their heart, fluttering their eyelashes. "Oh, you make me blush! I suppose the only way to find out which one of us is truly the better kisser is to test it right here, right now, while we're both covered in zombie guts." They stare Chara dead in the eye in a silent challenge.