Beowulf rolled off of Frisk, tail still waving happily.

Frisk smiled, petting the dog.

The large canine panted happily, ever more so when Warren join in the petting. "Good boy, Good."

Frisk smiled. *i know a dog that would be good freinds with Beowulf here. They both like petting.*

(SUMMON THE MAGIC ARTIFACT- ABSORBING DOG!)

Warren chuckled. "What dog wouldn't?"
"Yip!" Sounded a smaller bark from behind them, causing Beowulf's ears to perk up.
Sans was appearently roused by this, for he peered out of the bedroom with a perplexed expression. "no way. no freaking way."

Frisk laughed, got up, and walked over to the sound. *come here, boy! Come to Frisk!* she called, hands out and kneeling.

The white dog bounded out from behind the couch and happily sppriached approached Frisk, tail wagging.
"no way." Sans repeated, just in case nobody heard him the first couple times.

Frisk laughed and scooped up the puppy. *hi, Dog!* she looked at Warren. *Warren, this is Annoying Dog. No, Im not kidding.*

"i'm not sure wether i should be confused or impressed." Sans remarked. "i mean, if he followed us put here he would've lost us after that shortcut."

Warren smiled. "Heh, he's pretty cute."

The dog let out another yip as Beowulf walked over to inspect him.

Frisk set Annoying Dog down and backed up, giving the dogs space.