Red was in the kitchen trying to make food as you were doing the laundry. He tried to make something good to eat, but Sans was snorting top loudly. He ignored it as much as he could, but he just felt like kicking Sans' coccyx. Red sighed and decided to wait for you, he wasn't really good at cooking.

For fuck's sake, Sans! Stop snorin'!

He yelled at the sleeping skeleton from the kitchen