The In-between
You woke with a grin, bouncing out of bed and rushing across the hall to wake your skeletal roommates. It was your birthday and they had promised a whole day of doing whatever you wanted, starting first thing in the morning. It was 8, so you figured that it was late enough to start banging on doors.
"Papyrus!" you opened the door after a sharp knock, knowing the tall skeleton would already be mostly awake at the first sign of your being awake. "Hey Paps. Wakey-wakey!"
You were honestly a little surprised that he was still asleep at this hour. He and Undyne were both early birds, up with the sun. Today he sat up, his striped pajamas hanging off his bones as he blinked at you.
"What time is it, human?"
You hopped up on his bed with a smile, which the skeleton returned as he looked at his calander.
"OH! HUMAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! WE SHOULD CELEBRATE WITH BREAKFAST SPAGHETTI!"
Just like that, he was a whirlwind of activity, dressing, talking, arranging his desk, and talking the whole time. You just sat and listened to him, laughing at the fact he was already wearing his 'cool clothes' under his pajamas. He said it was to save time today, because he was to excited to get the day started.
"YOU SHOULD JOIN UNDYNE AND I FOR OUR RUN! YOU WOULD LIKE IT, HUMAN! RUNNING WHILE WE DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT TO DO WOULD BE NEATO!"
"We shouldn't plan without the others, Paps. I don't want people to be left out."
"JUST RUNNING THEN! AND HOOTING ABOUT HOW GREAT WE ARE!"
You laughed at that. Papyrus was a bright spot on any day, and it made your heart so happy to have him living as your roommate along with his brother. Even if his idea of a good way to start the day was at least a five mile run...
"A short run Paps. Like, me short. A mile tops, got it?"
He narrowed his eyes at you for a moment, then nodded.
"ALRIGHT! ONE MILE IS BETTER THAN NO MILES! NOW GO WAKE MY BROTHER WHILE I GET YOUR GEAR!"
You rolled your eyes, but stood up and made your way for the door. Papyrus always had you wake Sans, as he seemed to have it in his bony head that the shorter skeleton actually roused faster for you since you would not rise to the bait that Papyrus did.
You knocked and heard nothing. You knocked again and heard a grunt. You swing the door open and quietly walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed and giving the sleeping monster a gentle shake.
"Hey. Hey sleepybones, it's time to wake up."
Another grunt and the skeleton wormed his way further down into the blankets. You smile and shake him again, a little harder this name, calling him. When he stubbornly refused to budge, you bounced a little. That got a response, so you decided to skip right to the big guns for waking a sleeper.
"Sans, if you don't get up, I am going to have to do something drastic."
Grumbling from the blankets. You stand and climb up onto the bed and stand on unsteady feet. The matress was brand new, and very springy. This was going to be great.
"Last chance, bonehead. If I have to go for a run on my birthday, you have to get up so that you can have coffee ready for me."
Another groan. He was at least half awake. Good, less chance of getting tossed accidentally that way.
"Get up, Sans."
"No."
You smile. You knew this was how this was going to go, but it always was fun. You jump up into the air and come down hard on your feet, jarring the short skeleton to one side before leaping into the air again, this time bringing your legs up to your chest. This time he was bounced right out of bed, landing on the floor with a curse in a tangle of bedding. He glared up at you as you laughed, grabbing the blanket and yanking it so you tumbled to the floor as well, where you continue to laugh.
Sans waited until you calmed and chuckled to himself, shaking his head.
"Well, if you are going to go on that run, you better go before Paps carries you out."
You and Papyrus decide to make breakfast when you get home and say goodbye to Sans as he sits at the table with his first cup of coffee of the day in front of him.
…...
As you stood in the shower, you decide that you hate running again. The scraped knee and bruised elbow you sported were from Undyne deciding that you were not running fast enough and chasing after you with the glowing blue spears you remembered so well from the Underground. One had snagged your pant leg and pinned it for a moment, sending you pitching forward.
You had not been pleased, but it really was an accident. And besides, she promised that next time you all got together to watch movies, she would not say a word against what you put forward as an option.
You did not really believe her about that one, but you took it for what it was and continued with the shower while Papyrus cooked. You wondered if he would try to figure out how to get candles to stick in it this year.
You would never get tired of this.