Authors Note: ...hi! Shout out to lanelovestories for my first review! I hope you guys enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the game/franchise Undertale. All ownership and copyright go to Toby Fox and his affiliates.
"Wow, this looks just like my house! Well, except for our great furniture." Like the outside, much of the inside was nearly identical to his place. The walls were a light blue, unlike theirs...which was a light green. The floors were recently replaced with pinewood, a small rug in front of the door didn't do much for the naked surface beneath him. There wasn't much for decorations either, with the exception of a large portrait of his new neighbors hung up in the middle of it all. He'll have to help them decorate their place... who'd be better for such a daring task as interior decorating? He was a master at it! Tahoma took the pie into their large kitchen. It was so empty... it made it look even larger than his back at home. She came out with a slice for each of them, a warm smile was delivered along with the pie while they took their seats at their dining room table. No time to waste on such an amazing pie, Papyrus dug right in while Tahoma took a moment to admire the butterscotch flavoring. Papyrus only looked at her joy, he couldn't wait to see her face when she tried his famous spaghetti! There's no way anything else could beat it, not even the pie.
"MY my!~ Toriel was her name, right? She makes a mean pie! ...Y'know, i'm really glad that you showed up here today. It makes us feel so much more comfortable knowing that we've got a friendly... eh, person living next door." Her small giggle only warmed the skeletons bones. His magnificence was rubbing off onto her, and she was noticing!
"Why of course you would be! After all, I AM the great Papyrus! Now that you're my new friend, I MUST know where you came from! Most of the monsters from the Underground split up awhile ago... and I don't quite remember seeing your face. " Her maw lowered for a second, but she perked up again.
"Dave and I actually came from a pretty far place... New York city, I think it was called. Well, now that I think about it, it's not so far away compared to different countries. Heh, we first moved there after the barrier was lifted. We loved living there for awhile...but then things started to get tense for us monsters." Tense? How could humans hate on the monsters, once they came from the underground? Papyrus WAS the mascot, after all! He made a fantastic impression on the humans when he first arrived to the surface. Their screams of joy when he first showed his face was a definite sign that humans were waiting for them for a long, long time.
"WHAT? Why would there be any humans that didn't like monsters? Humans love us! Especially myself, but everyone else too." His response made the nearby Dave scoff in disgust, taking his leave from the dining table to their upstairs bedroom. Tahoma could only sigh while she kept the smile deliveries coming.
"Oh don't mind him, he's pretty bitter about our experiences in the old city. Y'see Papyrus, it wasn't just humans being sour about monsters living in the city. In truth, monsters got upset at other monsters. At first, it was just monsters fighting over small, stupid things. What they felt was a better way to do things, living spaces, even what you could keep as pets! Hell, someone tried to make a pet out of ol' Dave there at some point. Needless to say, he wasn't very happy about it... Bwahaha. Anyway, there was just too much social conflict for us to want to stay; so we decided to move here. Dave figured the farther the better, and he was the one paying for the plane tickets." She looked solemn for a moment, which made her skeleton companion worry for a minute. Being trapped in the Underground for all of his life, he couldn't ever imagine the Overworld sucking in any way! He stood up, only to offer his hand at the sitting monster before him.
"Well, no changing that now! I, the Great Papyrus, am inviting you to try my famous spaghetti tonight! This place is MUCH better than whatever city you came from, so only the best for my new friends. I shall see you at dinnertime... whenever that'll be." Papyrus made a quick exit to their door to prepare for the evening ahead, his enthusiasm was infectious!
The woman began to wash her dishes, the furry ball of fluff finally came down the stairs to greet her at their... particular guest. His growls and grunts were indeed part of a language that some monsters used. Not many understood it, with very few speaking it these days.
"That guy was a WEIRDO kid, why the hell did you invite him in?" His grunts were aggressive, but she didn't need his tone to let her know that he was pissed. He's always been the head of their household for as long as she could remember; he was never too kind to strangers from the get-go.
"Oh c'mon Dave, he was so kind! He might've been a little weird sure, but why be unnecessarily rude? Like I told you before, that's not fair to do to somebody!" His kitten-like face scrunched up in a snarl, which happens in most arguments that they would have.
"Listen Tahoma, I know that you're a big girl now, alright? I should know, I raised you from a little shit to now. But lets be real here, that guy was...creepy. There's something off about him. I don't know what it was, but I already don't trust him. He was FAR too nice... actually, come to think of it, there's probably something missing in his noggin. He did nothing but brag about himself while he was here, in OUR new home; then offers us a spaghetti dinner? It doesn't sit right with me." By the time he finished his sh-peel, Tahoma had washed, dried, and put away their dishes. She turned to face him, while he sat on the counter. He decided to put on his eye-patch again... he hated taking it off, but abhorred it when people saw his disfigurement; thus taking it off whenever someone new showed their face.
"Look Dave, I respect that you're trying to be cautious... and it's good that you are. But we can't just keep running away from people; humans OR monsters alike. We shouldn't be so scared that we turn into living hermits, and we'll have to interact with others eventually. We both have jobs, right? Well neither ONE of those jobs are faced alone. Besides, he WAS the one that gave us the invitation to his place, right? If things go hay-wire, or get too WEIRD for you, we can just leave. C'mon Dave, at least give this a try... for me?" She's had many years to practice her puppy-dog eyes, and has pinned it down to perfection. The furry gremlin before her could never resist such a face, and gave a large, over-exaggerated sigh in defeat.
"Fuuuuuck, you have GOT to stop making that face kid! Okay okay, fine! We'll hit up their place tonight. But if things go wrong, or shit gets broken, OR if that creep hits on you... well, you know who to blame." With a slight wink, he hopped off and away to his bedroom. She let out a sigh of relief while she contemplated on her outfit for tonight. Dave had stopped interracting with their world if it didn't involve work, so she hoped that maybe... just MAYBE, they could finally make some friends..
Friends that won't abandon them if things turn for the worst.
Authors Note: I've only ever lived in the Western States of the United States, so I have no idea what the culture is like in New York City. Considering how largely populated it is, I figured it would be a safe go-to when it came to complicated relations between humans and monsters... I don't mean to offend anyone otherwise.