A/N: Hey there guys and gals, Archemedies here with the first one shot of whatever this is. I honestly don't even know. I do however, know that this massive gap in my writing was basically a giant "fuck you" to all you guys and gals who actually spend their own, valuable time to read my shit. So...Yeah. Sorry about that. I had a bunch of family stuff to deal with, and it needed my attention more than this. So...Yeah. This is the first thing I've written in a long time, and it isn't what I said it was going to be. But to be honest, at least it's something. I know it's short, but it's an idea that's been knocking in my head for a while. And this little series of oneshots thing, with undertale and that, will be my main project for now. Just me coming up with random one-shots and knocking them out, some fluffy, some serious. And this is the first chapter of that. If you have ideas for oneshots, drop a review and I'll get on them as quickly as posssible.

Anyways guys and gals, make sure to follow and favorite if you want to see more, and if you feel like it, drop a review along with any ideas you might have. Oh, and spoilers for the genocide route, but not really because it's an AU. And this is somewhat based off a fan made fight between Chara and Papyrus on a genocide route I saw, so it's not entirely mine. Anyway, I've waffled on long enough. Read, enjoy, and as always:

Stay Jammy.

Habromania.

"...Insanity featuring cheerful delusions"

In the shadows of the hall of judgment, stood Chara.

She'd come a long way to get here, it was true. A long, arduous journey, full of death and and hatred. But soon, it would all be worth it. For past this hall lay her motivation for this insane quest. The king. And past him, lay the button that would put an end to all this. This whole world would fall before her. And only one thing lay between her and that end, the conclusion she rightly deserved.

And his name was Papyrus.

She stepped forward. Light pierced the great, stained glass windows, shining down atop her. She still wore her striped shirt and trousers, but they were stained with the white dust of dozens of monsters. That same dust caked her hands, and dulled the knife she clasped. Her unkempt, dark hair hung long, framing pale, piercing eyes. As she stepped into the light, she heard Papyrus sigh.

"So human...You really are set on doing this"

She gave him a crooked smile.

"Course I am. Why on earth would you think otherwise?"

Papyrus looked up at her. He was sitting, cross legged on the floor. A half eaten plate of spaghetti lay in front of him, and he clutched a knife and frok in his hands.

"I thought...I though you were good. I thought...We were all good. I though if I tried hard enough, I could change the world. I thought..."

"You thought? Oh dear. That sounds terrible. Tell me, what changed your mind?"

His head hung low, and leaned forward.

"Oh...Do you even remember? What you did?"

He dropped the cutlery on the plate and put his head in his hands.

She cocked her head.

"Hmm. I've done a lot in my time...You'll have to be more specific. Murder? Theft? Treason? Give me something to work with here"

"Oh...You don't even care, do you? Snowdin...Sans..."

"Sans?...Oh, the comedian! Oh, he was fun...Until he died"

She thought back to Snowdin, and the skeleton brother of papyrus...He'd been powerful, sure. A deadly adversary, and the only person so far who'd caught onto her true nature. He was...Disturbing. It had taken a long time, and a lot of resets, but she'd eventually beat him, and left him to bleed out, slumped against his sentry station on the edge of snowdin forest. He was the only one who'd managed to even delay her. Other than Undyne...But she preferred not to think about that.

Papyrus stood, and Chara noticed something strange. The flamboyant skeleton was still wearing that ridiculous "Battle body" of his, a white chestpiece, blue shorts, red gloves, and a long red scarve, blowing in a non-existant wind. But now, atop all of it, he wore a tattered blue parka, stretched across his shoulders, hood down.

"Please...I don't want to do this. Just...Lay down your weapon. This can't go on. You can change if you want to. Please"

He picked his pasta of the floor, and held it up to her.

"Just...Don't do this..."

Chara's smiled faded.

He still wanted to help her? She'd...Murdered his brother, and he didn't even want to fight?

"Wow... ! Haha, you know what, I might just have to take you up on that..."

She strode towards him, grin returning. Her eyes blazed bright for a second, as she reached out. Papyrus caught his breath for a second. But then he saw the hand she'd kept behind her back.

Suddenly, he wasn't there anymore, and her blade passed through empty air.

The spaghetti fell to the ground, and the plate shattered loudly, as she lowered her knife. Papyrus regarded her calmly from the back of the hall.

"I guess this is it...Huh. Papyrus, small town nobody, royal guard rejectee...The only thing standing between you, and our King..."

He summoned a staff of bone to his hand, and twirled it, as his left eye burst into yellow light.

"I'm sure Sans would have found this...Pretty humerous, huh?"

"..."

PAPYRUS NO LONGER BELIEVES IN YOU.