Geno
"... PF- HAHAHA!" Geno exclaims, falling out of his chair onto the floor out of pure laughter. The idea that people shipped him with a tree was just hilarious! "People actually- OH MY FUCKING GOD HA!" Geno exclaims. "Sooo... You don't like that tree?" The Author asks, staring down at Geno. "OF COURSE FUCKING NOT! I was imagining the tree as Reaper when I was crazy! Just.... Wow." Geno responds, still laughing his ass off. He was probably not getting off the ground for a few hours. The Author turns to the camera, shrugs, then moves onto the next Sans.

Reaper
"... As long as he doesn't fuck the tree, I'm good." Reaper says, chuckling a little. He clearly found the ship 'Treno' quite humorous as well. "I mean, Gen has much better tastes than a tree." Reaper says, placing his feet onto the desk he was sitting at. The Author rolls their eyes, he was clearly talking about himself. "I mean, a tree can't even talk. Sure, it won't leave him. But that's because it doesn't have any fucking legs." Reaper adds, taking his feet off the desk. He places his arms behind his head, striking a confident pose as he spun around in his chair.

"So, you aren't concerned in the slightest that a tree might replace you?" The author asks. Reaper just smirks, "Hand me that flower over there." He says, gesturing to a pretty pink flower. The author does as instructed, handing Reaper the flower. Reaper chuckles, still wearing his trademark smirk. His face suddenly goes dead serious, he touches the flower, it wilting instantly. "Nobody takes my Gen away from me." Reaper growls. He starts chuckling again, looking normal once more as he continues to grin, spinning around in his chair.

Classic
The Author shivers slightly and turns the camera to Classic, who shrugs, "I just hope that future me doesn't continue with any trees.... Because I really don't look forward to dating trees, I honestly don't..." Classic says. There's laughter in the background and Classic facepalms. "How does it make you feel that people actually make stories and Fanart of future you with a tree?" The Author asks, staring at Classic. Classic slowly looks up, ".... why??? Just, what the heck?!" Classic says, looking dumbfounded. The Author shrugs, even though they were responsible for such an amazing ship. "It's called a crack ship. Where people don't actually ship it, but, think it's funny so they draw Fanart and make Fanfiction about it." The Author explains. Classic groans in response and smacks his head on the desk. It could only be assumed that he wasn't going to get up for a while. The Author sighs, then moves the camera and themself to the next Sans.

Sci (and by extension Edge)
Sci was laughing, "Seriously?! That's a thing?! Oh my god!" He exclaims. The Author laughs a little as well. If only Sci knew the crack ships he is in... "You should see the ships you're in." The Author says, giggling a little. Sci looks at The Author, "Oh? Pfft, I'm just imagining people shipping me with a freakin' carrot or somethin'." There's a low, protective growl next to Sci and Edge's voice speaks up, "No one's gonna take my Sci." He says. The Author shivers a little at the voice. Damn, Edge was creepy. "Well, since you're here now Edge, thoughts?" The Author asks. "Just that Sci better not start cheating on me with a fuckin' tree." He growls, his eye flaring up as if he were about to fight someone... or something if it came to it. "O...Kay then. I'd be more worried about future you dating Sci. Or Blueberry." The Author says with a shrug. Edge starts to rise, "Are you saying that Sci would do that punk??" He asks, his hand glowing red as he curls it into a fist, "I will break that fucking camera." He continues. "No! No of course not I just- OKAY MOVING ONTO THE NEXT SANS!" The Author exclaims, grabbing the camera and running for their life.

Error
"NO! FUCK THAT SHIT!" Error exclaims, slamming his hands against the desk. The Author snorts, "Calm down Error, it's just a silly crackship." They say. "THAT YOU STARTED!!" Error shouts. The Author rubs the back of their neck. Yeah... They kinda did start it, didn't they? "Well uh, Geno isn't actually-" The Author is cut off by Error. "NO! You don't get it, do you?! Reaper has been alone his WHOLE LIFE. He gave up EVERYTHING to be with Geno. So you better damn well keep them together or so help me gods!" Error exclaims. He was being an overprotective best friend. And The Author feared for their life. "Okay! Okay! I will! Jeez..." They said quickly, obviously scared. "Moving on..." The Author says with a shiver.

Fresh
"I'm just upset you made my dad eat me. Not cool, broseph." Fresh says, taking off his glasses and staring at the author. "That's not somethin a radical sibling does to another, ya know?" He says, placing his legs onto the desk. The Author shrugs, "Sorry Fresh, ya gotta do what ya gotta do." They say, they didn't sound sorry at all. "Still not cool Marcy, dad's gonna be pissed at you." Fresh says, placing his glasses back on. "I also don't care if Geno dates a tree." He adds. "Okay then... and you have a good point, dad's gonna be mad..." The Author says, sounding slightly nervous now. "Oh look, there he is now." Fresh says, gesturing to Ink, who was fuming. "MARCO!" He exclaims. "Oh sHI-" the camera is dropped as the sound of footsteps running could be heard. There's another set running after the first seconds later. After a moment, another, slower set walks over to the camera and Fresh picks it up, looking as if to see if it had broken at all. He shrugs, "Welp, that's it then." He waves as he turns off the camera.