Look, shoplifting isn’t even the worst thing you could be caught doing. At least the two of you weren’t doing drugs, or having sex young.

Still. Toriel, Kris’ mother, was glaring at you like you’d just been caught stealing the Crown Jewels. The cashier at the corner store you guys always stole from was watching extra carefully today, and locked the doors before you could escape with your goods. The police were called, and now you were sitting in the station, your stolen goods spread out in front of you. A pretty solid bounty, but that wasn’t what Toriel was focused on.

It had been a long, long lecture. Undyne occasionally jutted in with her own (very loud) opinions but mostly let Toriel do the disciplining. It wasn’t like your parents were going to show up any time soon.

After what felt like hours, the two of you were finally left alone while Toriel signed some paperwork and paid your fine to get you guys out of there. Your goods were still on the table, and you and Kris looked at each other knowingly, then at the unlocked front door.

“I’ll do it if you do it,” they murmured lowly, in that familiar rasp. A sly smirk tugged at their lips.