Papyrus's house was located on the coast of the island, not too far from the hotels. He had tied the child up to a chair, keeping them in his room.
The door opened, Papyrus had changed into a chef's outfit.
"HUMAN!" Papyrus announced. "IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT YOU HAVE BEEN A COOPERATIVE PRISONER! AS A REWARD FOR YOUR HELP IN THIS SITUATION, YOU ARE TO BE REWARDED ACCORDINGLY WITH SOME SPAGHETTI!"
The human perked up. Spaghetti sounded amazing right about now...
Papyrus set a plate in front of the child. The plate had a pile of uncooked noodles, topped with some spaghetti sauce and burnt meat. How delicious.
"ENJOY YOUR DELICIOUS REWARD, HUMAN! NYE-HEH-HEH!" Papyrus shut the door, leaving the human tied up to the chair. There was no way the child could eat the 'spaghetti', even if they'd wanted to.
The human looked around the room, noticing Papyrus's bed, which was shaped like a shark. Several drawings of Papyrus becoming a royal guard were tacked to the wall, as well as one picture of him standing with a shorter, pudgier skeleton. That particular picture bore the title, 'PAPYRUS AND SANS, THE BEST BIG BROTHER EVER!'
The human waited for Papyrus to come back, their nose filled with the smell of burnt meat and tomatoes.
Eventually, Papyrus opened the door, seeming rather saddened. "WELL, HUMAN... IT SEEMS THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM NOT LEGALLY ALLOWED TO HARBOR CRIMINALS... EVEN IF IT IS TO KEEP THE PUBLIC SAFE... BUT NO MATTER! I SHALL ACHIEVE MY DREAM IN SOME OTHER FASHION!" Papyrus began untying the human, picking up the plate of spaghetti. "HMM... IT SEEMS YOU REFUSED YOUR MEAL... PERHAPS BEING CAPTIVE ISN'T THE BEST SITUATION TO EAT. I SHALL EAT THIS BEAUTIFULLY CRAFTED MEAL SO YOU WILL NOT FEEL GUILTY FOR LETTING IT SPOIL!"
Papyrus dumped the plate down his throat, and quickly grimaced in disgust. "IT'S... WELL..." He gagged. "...I SUPPOSE IT WAS A LITTLE TOO COLD FOR EATING." Papyrus sighed and sat down. "WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT?..." He mourned, flopping on his bed.
The child felt sorry for Papyrus, it must be sad to have such ambition and absolutely no payoff.
The child patted Papyrus's back, telling them that they did a great job capturing them.
"HMM... I DO SUPPOSE I HAVE A KNACK FOR CAPTURING HUMANS... PERHAPS I SHOULD SHOW YOU TO UNDYNE! YOU'LL TELL HER HOW WELL I DID CAPTURING YOU, AND THEN SHE'LL MAKE ME A MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD!" Papyrus gave a fist bump. "THAT IS, AFTER SHE BEATS YOU UP MORE PAINFULLY THAN ANY BULLY YOU'VE EVER COME ACROSS... BUT THAT IS A MINOR DETAIL!"
The human quickly shook their head, that didn't seem like a great plan. They pointed to the picture of Papyrus and his brother.
"OH, SANS?" Papyrus said. "I KNOW HE'D BE PROUD OF ME, BUT HE'S TOO BUSY DOING..." his face reddened with frustration. "...ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!"
Papyrus began ranting. "HE'S THE OWNER OF TE DEUM'S LARGEST HOTEL CHAIN, AND HE'S TOO MUCH OF A LAZYBONES TO EVEN BUY A ROOM AT HIS OWN HOTEL!" Papyrus was shaking his fist in frustration. "HIS BUSINESS MAKES MILLIONS, BUT HE DIDN'T FEEL LIKE KEEPING UP WITH ALL HIS MONEY, SO HE STARTED GIVING HIS EMPLOYEES RIDICULOUS PAYCHECKS! THAT DEPRESSING GHOST THAT WORKS ROOM SERVICE IS PAID UPWARDS OF 500 G AN HOUR!"
The human chuckled. This guy paid his employees lots of money because he was too lazy to handle it? They definitely wanted to see this...
"SPEAKING OF WHICH, SANS IS ACTUALLY COMING OVER TONIGHT FOR DINNER. THOUGH I BELIEVE HE WILL USE THIS AS AN ATTEMPT TO TRICK ME INTO LETTING HIM LIVE IN MY BASEMENT. I WILL NOT STAND FOR HIS BUFFOONERY!"
The human laughed. Sans sounded hilarious-
Just then, the door to Papyrus's room opened, revealing a short figure in the shadows.
"Heya, human." The figure said. "It's nice finally gettin' to meet ya." The figure stepped forward. "I've been hangin' out in the basement for a few days... I could hear Papyrus ranting about me from all the way down there!"
"SANS! YOU ARE A TITAN OF INDUSTRY! YOU SHOULD BE LIVING IN A MANSON, NOT LEAVING YOUR SOCKS ALL OVER MY BASEMENT!" Papyrus snorted. The figure turned to the human, stepping into the light.
Now that the child could see him better, they noticed that Sans was wearing a tan beach hat. His business attire included a wrinkled button-up polo, which was unbuttoned halfway down to reveal a plain white t-shirt. Sans was also wearing khaki shorts, and two leather flip-flops completed his outfit. He was laid back incarnate.
"'Sup, bro?" The skeleton said, somehow speaking through the goofy grin on his face. "SANS, THIS IS NOT A TIME FOR GOOFING OFF!" "Goofing off?" Sans said innocently. "I just wanted to hear all about your 'kid'napping."
The pun was so terrible, the child laughed.
"KIDNAPPING? NO, BROTHER! WHAT I DID WAS A PROFESSIONAL ACT OF- OH MY GOSH! YOU MADE A PUN!" Papyrus facepalmed as he realized what his brother had said. "SANS, YOU ARE RIDICULOUS!"
"You don't say..." Sans winked. "Sounds like you've got a bone to pick with me..."
"WHY, INDEED I DO! I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO-" Papyrus paused, realizing Sans had made yet another cringy joke. "NYEEAAGGHH! SANS!"
Sans chuckled. "Hey, did you hear about how my construction employees celebrated building the new hotel the other day?" He asked. Papyrus looked puzzled. "WHY NO, SANS. I DON'T KNOW. PARTICULARLY BECAUSE I HADN'T HEARD THAT YOU'D BUILT YET ANOTHER HOTEL."
"Oh, you betcha. The construction guys were raising the roof at that party..."
Papyrus left the room. An infuriated, 'NYEAAAAGGHHH!' could be heard from outside the house.
"Hehehe... I just can't give that poor guy a break, can I?" Sans looked at the human. "By the way, I'm Sans the skeleton. I'm kinda supposed to be reporting humans to the captain of the royal guard, but... eh... I don't really feel like it." Sans winked. "Heya, I know a great place to go eat at. What says you?"
The human nodded in agreement.
"Then it's settled. Turn right after you pass the last hotel, and you'll see the place." Sans walked towards the closet. The human frowned, asking Sans why he wouldn't go with them.
"Don't worry. I'm taking a shortcut." He opened the closet door and walked inside. "Later, kiddo." The door slammed shut.
The child walked forward and opened it back up, but the closet was empty.