"When life hands you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back. Get mad! I DON'T WANT YOUR F*CKING LEMONS! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?"
"SORRY, I HAVE TO LOCK YOU IN THE GUEST ROOM UNTIL UNDYNE ARRIVES. FEEL FREE TO MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME!!! REFRESHMENTS AND ACCOMMODATIONS HAVE BEEN PROVIDED. -NYEHFULLY YOURS, PAPYRUS."
"Actually, I'm her and she's me. But everyone here know me as Sherry Ruth. Or, well, Cherry," (Yes, that one's from a roleplay in another site.)
"Oh yes. I know my Pidgeot when I see her. She tends to get her own flock while flying up there, y'see."
“This cosmic dance of bursting decadence and withheld permissions twists all our arms collectively, but if sweetness can win, and it can, then I'll still be here tomorrow to high-five you yesterday, my friend. Peace.”