Knock knock knock
"BROTHER!!! I HAVE ARRIVED HOME!" Papyrus called out, making his way inside his home. Upstairs, Papyrus could see a dark purple glow coming from underneath the door upstairs. The door opened up ever so slightly, and Sans stuck his head out.
"hey bro. mornin'," Sans said.
"GOOD MORNING TO YOU AS WELL, BROTHER. SO, DID YOU DO ANY OF THE THINGS I ASKED YOU TO DO LAST NIGHT?" Papyrus asked. The two were silent for a moment. "YOU DIDN'T, DID YOU?!?"
"nope, sorry. i was a bit preoccupied trying to catch some z's," Sans replied, shrugging.
"I SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED THAT. BUT WHY WERE YOU TRYING TO CATCH Z'S?!? WOULDN'T E'S OR S'S BE MORE HELPFUL???" he answered. Those are the most common letters in english language, after all.
Sans didn't know how to answer Papyrus's question, and they stood in awkward silence. Sans made his way out of his room and downstairs. "well, i'm headin' to work," he finally responded.
"I'LL MEET UP WITH YOU AT GRILLBY'S, ALRIGHT?" Papyrus said.
"ok," Sans said back, before making his way... into the kitchen and under the sink.
Papyrus wanted to yell at Sans for answering his "ALRIGHT?" with "ok," but there were more pressing matters afoot. Papyrus pulled out the board-with-a-fancy-clip-on-it, and looked at the list of chores he had made for himself the night prior.
"FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS. CLEAN UP WHATEVER MESS SANS CREATED WHILE I WAS DOING WORK!" he said with his normal cheer. And so Papyrus set to work.
There wasn't much to clean, since he didn't have to do Sans' room. Pick up a bit, sweep, wash the clothes and dishes, then...
"GOOD GOLLY, I'VE FINISHED?!?" Papyrus questioned. "I GUESS SANS DOESN'T DO MUCH WHEN HE "SLEEPS" ALL NIGHT. A TRUE KING OF SLOTHS, THAT ONE."
So Papyrus bolted out the door and peered into the librarby. The clock inside read 11:57. He bolted again, this time to the door to Grillby's. After a few seconds of mental preparation, he made his way through the door.
Every bone in his body told him not to be here. The smell of grease and gross beverages stormed his sense of smell, and he hated it. He tiptoed across the floor to avoid contact with the floor, and he made his way over to Sans at the counter.
"SO, SANS, I CLEANED THE ENTIRETY OF OUR LIVING SPACE! HOW MUCH HAVE YOU DONE?" he asked, as accusingly as ever.
"i've been watching for any humans that walk into grillby's. so tons," Sans said, averting his eyes.
"ARGH, I THINK EVEN HUMANS WOULD BE REFINED ENOU-" Papyrus cut himself off. "SANS, DON'T."
"a skele-ton," Sans said with a chuckle. No one laughed.
"SANS, THAT'S NOT FUNNY!!! WE'VE ALL HEARD THAT ONE!" Papyrus shouted. Then he sighed. "I'M GOING ON PATROL. YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME."
Papyrus was just about to walk out of the pub when Sans spoke up. "hey, pap!" he said, lightly jabbing the mouse monster next to him with his elbow. "you should check what you have to do tomorrow. you know, just so you can prepare for it," Sans suggested.
"WELL, ALRIGHTY THEN!" Papyrus said with his usual glee. He then proceeded to check the next piece of paper in the board-with-a-fancy-clip. "IT SAYS... THAT I HAVE A MEETING WITH UNDYNE THAT DAY, 12:00 SHARP!"
"you sure?" Sans asked.
"BUT OF COURSE!" Papyrus answered, only a bit annoyed. He took the paper out of the board-with-a-fancy-clip and held it up for Sans to see. Sans looked it over, then pointed to the top of the page where the date was written. Papyrus flipped it over, and dread overcame him as he looked. Overtop where Papyrus had written the date, red marker spelled out "TODAY". The room was dead silent.
The next thing Sans knew, Papyrus had leapt onto the table closest to the window, sending poker chips and cards everywhere. Papyrus made a flying leap through the window, knocking over the table and sending glass all over the floor. Papyrus rolled, then made a mad dash east of Snowdin to Waterfall.
"NO NO NO NO NO!!! I'VE NEVER EVER EVER BEEN LATE! I CANNOT BE LATE! UNDYNE AND THE ROYAL GUARD WILL LOSE ALL FAITH IN ME! I'LL BE UNPOPULAR!!!" he told himself.
Papyrus zoomed across the ground. He leapt elegantly over the water puzzles. He quickly crossed bridges. He bolted through the marsh. He turned himself around when he realized he could cross the disproportionately small gap. He leapt over the disproportionately small gap. He nearly fell, and the bird that carries you over the disproportionately small gap carried him over the disproportionately small gap. And then, Papyrus found himself in front of Undynes fish head shaped house.
"UNDYNE WILL THINK I'M A FAILURE, ASGORE WILL NEVER SPEAK TO ME, NO ONE WILL WANT TO LOOK AT ME..." he continued, just as he had ever since he left Snowdin. He summoned himself a present bone, and knocked on the door.
Knock knock knock
Papyrus' rambling didn't stop until the jaw-like doors began to open, revealing a very casually dressed fish lady with a confused and tired expression.
"Umm, Papyrus? What are doing here? And why is there a waterfall of sweat coming off your head?" she asked him, very confused.
Papyrus got down on both knees and begged. "I'M SO VERY SORRY UNDYNE! I TRIED SO VERY HARD NOT TO BE LATE! I GOT THE DATE MIXED ON THE BOARD-WITH-A-FANCY-CLIP YOU GAVE ME, AND I WASTED TIME CLEANING AND-" he cried, but Undyne stopped him when she bent down and put a hand on his head.
"Papyrus, bud, pal. Listen. One, it's perfectly fine for you to be, like, a minute late. Two... training isn't until tomorrow," she told him.
With the last statement, Papyrus' sniveling stopped dead, replaced by a derpy face and pure rage. Not to far away, he could hear his brothers signature laugh. Undyne already had her ears covered.
"SAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNSS!!!!!"
Oh look, something that isn't Scolipede Guild again. Sorry, but getting chapter 4 of that story done has proved... difficult. So I posted this so there would at least be SOMETHING to prove I'm not dead.But enough about me, this is an undertale story! Well, actually, it was an audition I used to prove I was able to RP as Papyrus.https/m./topic/185489/142952198/33/Cannon-ClaimYeah, on that group. Anyway, I didn't it and the others to go to waste, so there you go. Feel free to favorite and follow, 'cause it makes me feel good, which also makes you feel good, so everyone wins!
