Love Under the Surface

by JesterGirl01

Papyrus x Undyne. Love is often a complicated feeling to face, especially when one is torn between the desires of the mind and desires of the heart. Ultimately, humans and monsters alike must decide what is most important to them. I actually not gonna spoil the story right now, so... enjoy.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A sharply dressed skeleton stands in the snow, admiring his flamboyant costume. "I, the great Papyrus, will capture a human today; I can feel it in my bones!" exclaims the skeleton to himself while pacing around moving in a dramatic manner.

A smaller skeleton bundled in a poofy blue winter coat walks up."Still talking to yourself, bro?"

Papyrus looked down at the shorter skeleton. "I am not merely talking to myself, I am motivating myself! For I am the great Papyrus and I will make it big someday!" exclaimed the skeleton, throwing his arms in the air for emphasis.

The smaller skeleton gave Papyrus a bony thumbs-up. "Love that determination, bro, that'll get your insides hot, that is if you had any."

Papyrus chuckles. "Oh, Sans, your sense of humor is bone-shattering."

"Damn, bro, you're really getting on my level with the puns."

Papyrus looked down to Sans and smiled a proud toothy grin. "I know, I've been examining how you use your humor to sway monsters and make a ton of friends. I want to make this a skill set of my own."

Sans chuckled and retained a smug grin."Well you're definitely getting there, just a little more training with the master and you'll be ready. When I'm done with you, you'll even have Undyne laughing like crazy."

Papyrus suddenly froze. He zoned out. Undyne resounded in his head.

Sans looked up into the lost face of his brother with a skeptical glare. "Ummmm, are you all right, bro? You look a little out of sorts."

Papyrus snapped out of his trance and nervously glanced at his brother. Pink dusted his face. "I'm fine, I was just thinking of the popularity and power to come. It's going to be spectacular being in the royal guard."

Sans, still skeptical, stuffed his mitten-coated hands in his pockets. "Whatever you say." He looked around and remembered that his hot dog stand needed some attending. "I think I'm gonna go and look out for humans. I'll see ya later."

Papyrus, proud of his brother's determination to work, smiled at him. "Okay, and if you don't mind, notify me, the great Papyrus, and I shall capture the human."

Sans chuckled at his brother's talking of himself in third person. "Ight." He disappeared into the distance almost as quickly as he gave his response to Papyrus.