Chapter 2
A mysterious figure with a distorted face comes closer, settling in a place which seems to look like a void. He writes with magic with his floating hands, "Come Find Me". And pulls himself closer in face view readying his mouth open as if one could be sucked into the void itself.
With a jolt, Sans woke up with sweat in his bed, sitting up. "Geez...What a dream..." he rubbed his skull and laid back creaking his bed. With a sigh, he closes his eyes as he felt the sun rays crept through his closed curtains. It was a Saturday morning. Life on the surface was very peaceful and the monsters seem to enjoy the human soil, and feeling the sun, the wind, the rain, and the fog. Things that felt real and not magical. Though, it could be magical for the monsters. At times, the humans are weary and kept policing their existence but after a year, things got better between them. Especially with Frisk, who at first wasn't taken seriously because they were just a child. Knowing a child wasn't "harmed" the humans gradually trust the monsters along with heavy supervision. In a couple years to a decade, the relationship would strengthen.
Sans then heard a familiar loud greeting outside his room.
"SANS! SAAAANS!" He hears a knock on his door...well more like pounding from his energetic skelebro. Sans proceeds to yawn and stretches himself, slowly getting out of bed, and scratched his backbone to make his way to his door.
"Yo bro."
"SANS I WANT TO INFORM YOU THAT MY CELL PHONE UNFORTUNATELY DIED. CAN I HAVE ANOTHER ONE?"
"Is it because..."
"OH NO..."
"It was a phone-y?"
"I DROPPED IT IN THE WATER SANS, PLEASE, NOT IN THE MORNING."
"Oh, alright bro, we can go out"
"YAY. ARE WE GOING TO MEET UP WITH FRIENDS? I SHOULD COOK LUNCH! CAN I BORROW YOUR PHONE SANS?"
Sans nodded once and tilt his head to the direction of the charged phone. Papyrus gleefully went to the phone and dialed Undyne.
"Hello? What's up Sans," a yawn was heard.
"UNDYNE! IT'S ME PAPYRUS! SANS AND I ARE GOING TO GO GET MYSELF A NEW PHONE! WANT TO COME ALONG? I WILL COOK EVERYONE SPAGHETTI! BRING ALPHYS!"
"ARGH STOP YELLING PAPYRUS OH MY GOD" she hanged up.
"I TAKE IT AS A YES! LET'S GO SANS! THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL NEED TO BUY INGREDIENTS FOR LUNCH! WE HAVE LITTLE TIME!" He then whispered to himself, "ESPECIALLY TO SOLVE THAT PUZZLE..."
"What puzzle bro?" Sans inquired.
Not realizing Papyrus has no inside voice whatsoever, he replied, "NOTHING AT ALL MY DEAR BROTHER!" He wanted to keep this as a secret to surprise Sans of his great success of fixing a broken machine so he can further his dear brother's amazement of the Great Papyrus.
Sans shrugged and readies himself as Papyrus raises his arms up in excitement leaving the short one's room.
During the afternoon Papyrus, Sans, Frisk, Undyne, and Alphys spent time together at the mall. Papyrus, busily adding numbers to his new phone from San's phone completely forgot to go shop for food. Sans decided he will just make his famous hotdogs for his crew. A bunch of children were in awe as they saw the non-humans sitting at the round table within the food court. Some teens would snicker and tease behind their backs which would spark Undyne's death glare at them. Alphys would calm her down saying it's okay and would talk about the new anime coming up in the season. Sans would engage in the conversation, dropping puns and such. However, Papyrus didn't seem to notice anything at all which bugged Sans a bit.
"Hey bro, still tapping those numbers?"
"OH, SORRY. I WAS ON THE INTERNET POSTING A BLOG ABOUT MY PHONE. HERE IS YOUR PHONE SANS!" He smiled.
Sans chuckled and wittingly responded with "Are you giving the browser a cookie?"
Alphys snorted, and for a little while Papyrus digested that joke.
"SANS, NO I AM NOT GIVING A COOKIE TO MY BLOG. THOUGH THAT DOES SOUNDS SCRUMPTIOUS, I MUSN'T EAT JUNK FOOD. IT WILL REFLECT A POOR DIET TO MY BODY THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL BE A ROYAL GUARD SOMEDAY...THOUGH IT SEEMS WE DON'T NEED ROYAL GUARDS...MAYBE WHAT HUMANS CALL THE NAVY. I WILL BE A ROYAL NAVY-IST."
"Oh Papyrus, quit your rambling and just enjoy being a monster on the surface," Undyne stretched. Though, she never stopped training. She believed that she will be called for duty by Asgore and Toriel, where she will be ready to serve and protect. She thought about joining forces with the humans to become a police officer, but that would require a lot of restrictions and rules that she felt wouldn't suit her. The last thing she wants, however, is to be an experiment to some government project. She chuckled at the thought of humans taking her on. It would be a huge mistake to do so. Thank goodness for Asgore's and Toriel's tactful skills.
"UNDYNE WILL WE EVER TRAIN TOGETHER AGAIN?"
"Maybe. You train as a PE teacher don't you?"
"THAT'S TRUE! BUT HUMANS AND MONSTERS CAN'T SEEM TO KEEP UP WITH MY SETS SO THEY GET TIRED OUT REALLY FAST."
"By sets, he means cookwares," Frisk whispered to the crew. The pre-teen has taken a class with Papyrus for PE as the school felt it was appropriate for someone enthusiastic like him to teach physical education.
"BUT WE HAVE FUN NONTHELESS! I WANT TO TEACH THEM A NEW RECIPE! I'M THINKING...SA-LADS... WITH MEATBALLS AND SPAGHETTI NOODLES FOR A PERFECT NUTRITION!"
"Wouldn't that just be an...im-pasta?" Sans chuckled.
Papyrus proceeds to internally scream.
"Now Papyrus, wouldn't cooking in a PE class be counterproductive? Wouldn't home economics be suitable?" Alphys inquired.
"THAT IS POSSIBLY TRUE BUT FROM WHAT UNDYNE TAUGHT ME, A GOOD WAY TO BE TOUGH IS TO LEARN HOW TO COOK!"
Undyne whispered to Alphys, "Besides he can't cook very well though from what I can tell, he has gotten better."
"It's because Toriel gave him some lessons," Frisk giggled.
After many conversations later, everyone returned home to enjoy their weekend. At the skelebro's home, Sans sat on the couch to watch television as he drank his chocolate milk. Papyrus usually sits with him to watch Mettaton's show but something felt off.
The tall one carried a bag of tools on his shoulder and smiled, "SANS I'M GOING OUT! THERE'S SOMETHING I NEED TO DO. IF YOU GET HUNGRY I SAVED SOME LEFTOVER EXPERIMENTAL SA-LADS IN THE FRIDGE. BYE BROTHER!" He left with a grand exit.
I wonder if Paps is hiding something...Sans shrugged and sipped his milk. What could be more important than his favorite show? He proceeds to text Toriel with more of his puns to keep himself some company.
Some time later, Paprus returns to Mount Ebott, and yells out "DEAR FLOWER FRIEND I HAVE RETURNED! I WILL BE AT SNOWDIN!" He hopped from the stairs and gallantly stride towards his old hometown. He tried to turn the lights on and forgot there wasn't any power. However, remembering the power still running near Hotland, Papyrus went to check the generator. "AH THAT'S WHY!" He exclaimed as he tweaked the fuses. "THAT SHOULD DO IT!" He returned to the shed and the lights flickered on. "NOW I CAN SEE BETTER! THANK GOODNESS." Kneeling down near the machine,
he unzipped the long green bag and laid out the tools.
Flowey popped out near the door, "Oh Papyrus! You're back! I thought you were still up at the Surface haha."
"HELLO FLOWER FRIEND, I HAD SOME TIME WITH COMPANY IS ALL. I DID FORGET TO GROCERY SHOP TO MAKE MY FRIENDS FOOD THOUGH. IT MADE ME A LITTLE SAD BUT SANS BOUGHT US HOTDOGS, WHICH WERE OKAY I SUPPOSE...BUT NOT TO WORRY I WILL BUY GROCERIES AFTER I FIX THIS CONTRAPTION!"
Flowey laughed at Papyrus's rambles. It was nice for him to hear anyone talk, all day. The silence was unbearable at times. "Papyrus, would you make other pastas as well besides spaghetti?"
"AH I SHOULD! I AM MAKING SA-LADS! A STUDENT OF MINE WANTED TO GO ON A HEALTHY DIET AND SUGGESTED THAT WE LEARN TO MAKE SA-LADS. THOUGH I INTEND TO PUT A TWIST IN IT!" He proceeded to unscrew and rearrange wires.
"P-Papyrus..." Flowey shyly rubbed his roots.
"YES?" He looked at Flower Friend, as he waved his ranch about.
"I-Is it okay if I can help too?" He blushed shyly.
"WHY OF COURSE! I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE AN ASSISTANT!" Papyrus beamed.
Flowey glowed with excitement and nodded. Thus, Papyrus earned himself a little flower helper. What felt like hours and collective sweat, the tall one wiped his frontal bone and patted himself as he got up.
"NOW I JUST NEED TO TURN ON THE SWITCH!" He looked at Flowey. "WILL YOU DO THE HONORS MY FLOWER ASSISTANT?"
"You got it Papyrus!" He flipped the switch at the back and the machine revved and whirred feeling proud.
Then something occurred to Flowey, something bad. He couldn't seem to comprehend why. Something about the machine didn't feel right.
The screen on the machine gave out a faint glow of lime green. The screen glitched in weird symbols and a message wrote "Press the red button and enter".
"Papyrus...I feel like this is a bad idea..." Flowey started to shake.
"AMAZING IT WORKS! I WONDER WHAT IT IS! IT'S SAYING TO PRESS THE RED BUTTON AND ENTER...HERE PERHAPS?" He looks at the curtain space within the machine. Something nudged Papyrus to go ahead and do it. His curiosity tempted him.
"I...I remember something very vague...this machine was built by mom and dad's royal scientist...I forgot the name..." Flowey felt a sharp pain trying to remember but nothing came to him. He was a bit scared that he would forget himself one day. He then felt a red glove comfort his head.
"IT'S GOING TO BE OKAY MY FLOWER FRIEND. I WANT TO TEST THE MACHINE OUT AND THEN WE CAN GO TELL EVERYONE WHAT I DID!" Papyrus beamed. He pounded the red button and the screen glitched with the machine whirring loudly. The space behind the curtain started to light up, transitioning between bright gradient colors. As Papyrus entered, sitting inside, Flowey hesitated for a moment, gained his courage and jumped to him.
"Papyrus wait!"
The screen glitched, "Come find me"
Papyrus quickly grabbed the flower making sure he isn't hurt and they felt a sharp vibration reverberating their bodies. It certainly shook Papyrus's bones and Flowey's roots. The curtains closed itself and suddenly the noise stopped besides the machine's soft growl.
Papyrus slowly opened the curtains and nothing seemed to look different other than the room was really dark when they remembered to turn the lights on.
"W-What happened?" Flowey wondered as he hopped off of Papryus and crawled about on the floors. He should really get back to the soil and let his roots grow again. He looked up at the computer screen and it wrote, "Name of anomaly segment []"
Papyrus turned the lights on with the help of the faint glow from the machine and opened the door as hard as he could as he could feel the snow starting to build up against the door.
Flowey crawled to the snow and dug his roots and his began to widen.
What seems to look like snow at first floating around the village, was actually ashy and sparkly.
End of Chapter 2.
Author's note: Hey guys, I've returned. Sorry for the wait and thanks for all the reviews, follows, and favorites! I've recently got back to the fandom and have tons of ideas for the story. I am going to include some AU twist to it as well, so I look forward to seeing that plan out. Hope to see you in the next chapter! :)
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