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Bad sanses and their frisks stuck in a room for 24hrs part 3
Bad sanses and their frisks stuck in a room for 24hrs part 3
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The Bad Sanses and Their Frisks stuck in a room for 24 hrs part 2|Short
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The Bad Sanses and Their Frisks stuck in a room for 24 hrs part 2|Short
Sans and Frisk aus react to memes about frisk|READ DESC.FOR.CREDIT
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Panic pills:Mortal Losing My mind:Jennypenny I Need A Exorcism:Michail Dark Skazka:Ichicka Smile meme: Starbeam Happy Pills meme:karonamy Thank you for making these memes,you guys are fantastic and great artists I hope you can make more art to show the world bye :)
Bad sanses and their frisks stuck in a room for 24 hours part 1/3
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Give me dares for the upcoming dare video
GIVE ME ASKS/DARES|Thx U for the 78 subscribes
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Thx u guys so much and don't forget to give meh so asks and dares
Undertale meets frisk parents ep1: WHY ARE YOU HERE
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Comment of you want ep2
watching this in 2024 THIS IS BRINGING SO MANY MEMORIES BACK .
why do aliza and frisk have bandaids on their eyes??
There are sooooooooo many shots in this reaction, Frisk's appearance changes. For such a very hard and long work. This reaction deserves and should have more than 100k likes, views and subscriptions to the channel
isnt aliza sans and frisks kid ....btw i dont ship-
Bro sans really said KiD and the end really kissed frisk? Buuut if sans said kid,should frisk be a kid?
i think i smell phedopilia ^^(dont know how to say)
Should i laugh? LOOOL
Y'ALL I'M LOOKING BACK AT THIS AND I'M SORRY BUT THE INTRO? 😭 OMDS
Ship frans - it's sacred!
Frisk is a 90 1.5,322,055 pixel tall 5-year-old gender neutral fallen human born September 4th with yellow skin, bright red eyes, medium-length straight brunette hair that has short choppy bangs who wears a blue long sleeve purple color striped shirt, cerulean pants and brown shoes.
Please make them only react to the video not make her actually become the video it is kind of annoying
ew
アニメーションすげー👍
wow
BTS AND you UmU
as a matter I was in the first time and I had to the fact they were
Tourtoral
BOOOOOO LOOK AT A
Woah woah Copy that Copycat, woah woah c-c-c Copy that Copycat!
" I do not own any of these memes" RIP DA BOUTIFUL ALPHA😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭✋✋✋✋✋✋✋✋
chara and frisk are not a boy or a girl, why the heck does sans look like a bad boy?
MY EYES MY MF EYES
Frr
I love this! and uhh doesn't error have CORE frisk? just checkin. but good job tho dearie (nickname for everybody kay?)
Hope your doing great and safe
💀🔫
But not that bad
I dislike just 3 thing 1: intro 2:u ship EVERY frisk whit sans and last one FRISK IS YELLOW
Yes
Oc°~°
5:50 *joins papyrus and chara in having a nosebleed*
NO NO! SANS IS 21 YEARS OLD AND FISK IS 9 YEARS OLD!!!!!!!!!!
Weelllll your wrong and your right 🤷♀️ Toby fox never actually put in a real age or gender plus this isn't the actual game so technically it could be seen as an AU and in a AU you can do whatever you want because if you created it that's your AU that's all, I'm not trying to be rude so pls no conflict
????????
i like your ships! oh and i like that you ship frans! in my mind i started to think i was the only one. but i was wrong...! but i love your videos i have been a subscriber for a while! and i hope your doing okay!😄
ink no tiene frisk
gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer gamer
I called the ending I know as a Frans shipper that most gacha tubers who ship Frans make Frisk appear as an adult female, but non-Frans shipping gacha tubers make Frisk appear as close to Canon as possible. Why do I know so much about this?
Mortal is her own sona, her sona is based off of frisk but it doesn't mean she's frisk-
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Simplememte no.
The fact that that is Mortal over there but lol
FRANS!YEY
İm dont Like it sorry
The fact that you thought mortal was frisk made me laugh and cry a at the same time
The panic pills one is really Chara because frisk doesn’t have they’re eyes open unless Chara is controlling them and frisks eyes r red. That’s chara’s eye color
I met sans along time ago also Sans went straight for frisk
I like the song panic pills meme
(0o0)!!!!
Pfffftt they thought they are tha real frisk ahahah
More kisses i need frans to sail >:<
I LOVE end 7v7 Frisk X Sans
Nice video NGL
Very good and FRANS4EVER