(sames probably)
gaster: (kicks you)
(you then smell melted cheese + nail polish) (you see two gremlin teens covered in cheese and nail polish creepily standing at your doorway)

Rouxls: Oh? Why?

Ima have to gts soon )

gaster: AH! stop!

Rouxls: He begins stroking quickly, pumping even. His hands are creating a lot of friction *

gaster: NNH~