One: World War Pun
A/N: hOi everyone! Rowen here! This is the first of many one-shots I am writing for my Undertale OTP, Frans. In these, I classify Frisk as female, but I am aware that Frisk, in canon, is genderless. First off, we have a pun war!
Papyrus: WAIT, WHAT?!
Me: Sorry Papyrus, but this is my story.
Papyrus: NYEHEEEEEEEE!
*Papyrus has left*
Me: Well, that's that.
Key:
"Hi!" -normal talking
"heya kiddo." - That's Sans talking
"THIS IS OBVIOUS!" - Because it's Paps talking.
'Oga Booga!' -These are thoughts, got it?
Once upon a time… - And this is me, your humble Narrator.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN UNDERTALE. If I did, Sans would have a better role in Deltarune. (And in the future, he might.)
Frisk walked up to the skele-bros' house. She was off of school, and Papyrus had invited her to stay for dinner. She wasn't very excited for the tall skeleton's spaghetti, but it was worth it to hang out with them. She knocked on the door, to be swept into a hug.
"HELLO FRIEND FRISK! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?!" Papyrus asked in his usually loud voice. Frisk smiled.
"Where's Sans?" She asked. Papyrus sighed.
"STILL ASLEEP, I BET. WHY MY BROTHER IS SUCH A LAZYBONES, I WILL NEVER KNOW!"
"wow, paps. I never knew you felt like that."
Frisk peeked behind Papyrus to see Sans lounging on the green couch, and she was sure that he hadn't been there before he spoke. Papyrus follow her gaze and brightened.
"YOU ARE FINALLY UP. I WAS STARTING TO THINK THAT I WOULD HAVE TO ENTERTAIN FRISK ALONE! NYEHEEE!"
"wouldn't have left ya hanging, bro. I can be a real bone head sometimes."
Papyrus nodded along until he registered the pun.
"SANS! NO PUNS WHEN THE HUMAN IS HERE! OR EVER!" Frisk giggled, then stepped into the conversation.
"I think that he put some real backbone into it."
Cue Papyrus screeching. Sans was just getting started.
"tibia honest, not bad."
"I thought that it was pretty humorous."
"you're getting to be a boneafide punner."
"I'm in a punny mood today."
By this time, Papyrus was ready to leave the room.
"woah, chill out bro."
"Yeah, it's cool."
"it's really snow problem."
"STOP RIGHT NOW!"
"I bet this was pretty onix-pexted."
"absol-utely, frisk."
Papyrus left the living room to go play with his action figures. When he left, Sans and Frisk burst out laughing and fist bumped.
I was listening to SharaX's 'Spadetrousle. Will update sometime. BBBBBYYYEEEE!
-Rowen