If this one comes off as a different flow or format, sorry. This was written MONTH after the other chapters... but I recently got motivated to Pick this back up...
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Frisk traveled and explored areas around Snowdin. Alot of the folk refused to speak to them. But the shopkeeper was nice enough to sell some cinnamon bunnies, and they got an interesting bandana that looked like it had an eight pack similar to the wolf carelessly kicking ice into the river.
Flowey still didn't like the idea of trying to make friends. He knew how monsters can be, and even warned Frisk when the rock family bounced on their head. But he knew he couldn't change Frisks mind. Not yet atleast. For now he was keeping an eye out for the skeleton brothers the shop keeper told them about. He knew who they were, Flowey in the past had a run in with the tall one named Papyrus. When he first became a flower. Hopefully I'd they run into him, he doesn't recognize him.
While they explored Snowdin, they headed along a path that followed the river. It was real foggy tho, as at the end of the cave was an area that wasn't snowy, so it seemed like they were managing to get out with no worries of confrontation. He just wished they could see more than a foot in front of their face.
Frisk halted in their steps. Before Flowey could ask why, he noticed a silhouette in front of them. It was tall and familiar. He cursed internally.
"HUMAN! IF YOU THINK I WOULD LET YOU ESCAPE ME, YOU ARE SORELY MISTAKEN! I, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL PAPYRUS WILL NOT ALLOW THIS."
Papyrus blocked the way. He looked imposing in his black royal guard uniform, accented by a dark red scarf that matched his gloves. Strapped to his waist a rapier bone sword.
Frisk had to think. They had heard about Papyrus from the townsfolk, and a warning from a smaller angry skeleton named Sans, who gave a threatening warning about his brother.
"Frisk, becareful with this guy, he's nothing like the other monsters in this town." Flowey gave warning, as Frisk placed the worn boot that they used to carry Flowey in on the ground. Frisk nodded idly, before holding out heir hand with a smile. It was a non-threatening gesture, as they wanted to try to win Papyrus's friendship.
"His Papyrus, my name is Frisk... would you like to be friends?"
Papyrus gave a nasal laugh as he scoffed. "THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS NO NEED FOR FRIENDSHIP!" HE started his attack, lines of bones along the ground that Frisk had to jump over. "ONCE I TAKE YOUR SOUL, I SHALL BE THE MOST POPULAR MONSTER IN THE UNDERGROUND. I WOULD HAVE NO NEED FOR IDLE FRIENDSHIP!"
Frisk deftly leapt over the rows of bones, but tripped over the last row; earning a chuckle from Papyrus. Frisk tried again to reach out to the skeleton.
"I came across an abandoned plate of spaghetti outside of Snowdin. I really think whoever made that is a really good cook." It's was an honest opinion. It was a bit better than the snail pie Toriel had force-fed them.
Flowey muttered a small 'really?' That only Frisk could hear.
"REALLY? YOU LIKED THAT?" Papyrus echoed, before hiding his happiness, as Frisk gave a big nod. "IT'S TOO BAD THAT IT WAS YOUR LAST MEAL. ONCE I TAKE YOUR SOUL, I WOULD HAVE NO MORE NEED FOR COOKING MY OWN MEALS, AS I WOULD HAVE A TEAM OF PERSONAL CHEFS AT MY BECK AND CALL." He sent another waive of bones towards Frisk.
Frisk noticed in the distance was the other skeleton, watching with anger in his eyes, a light twinkle off what appeared to be a sharp gold tooth. As Frisk again tried to reach out to befriend Papyrus his glare became darker.
Frisk was slowly losing HP, but refused to attack; despite Flowey's insistence. And they told Papyrus that as well.
"SO YOU WON'T FIGHT? THEN IT'S TIME WE FINISH THIS WITH MY BLUE ATTACK!" Behind him leaning on a tree, Sans smirked. It won't be long now.
Blue bones came at all directions, but remembering the battles with the dog guard, they knew not to move. None of the bones effected them. Until suddenly they felt an emence weight on their body. No; THEIR SOUL?"
"YOU'RE BLUE NOW, THANKS TO MY SPELL! THIS WAY WE CAN FINISH THIS, NO MORE TAKING IT EASY ON YOU!"
Frisk found it exceedingly difficult to leap over the bone attacks. Every time they stumbled, Papyrus chuckled stating how foolish the human was to not even know how to jump properly.
Frisk was running dangerously low on HP, and realized they only had one cinnamon bunny left. Frisk decided against eating it. They tried again to reach out to Papyrus, but to no avail.
"IT'S TIME NOW FOR MY SPECIAL ATTACK! SURELY ONCE YOU SEE THIS IMPRESSIVE SPELL YOU WILL GROVEL AND BEG ME TO END YOUR LIFE SWIFTLY, LITTLE HUMAN!"
Frisk swallowed, but stood firm.
"Frisk? Don't you think it would now be a good idea to, I don't know, START FIGHTING BACK!?" Flowey shouted. In checking Frisk, Flowey noted that they only had 5hp left. Flowey stood back, ready to bolt the second Frisk died.
A light filled between them, a rather impressive bone appeared. But before anyone could take in the wonder, a small tipping sounded and a tiny dog appeared snatching it from the air, making off with it. Everyone stood in stunned silence momentarily, before Papyrus exploded in anger.
"SANS! GET THAT DAMN MITT BEFORE HE GETS TEETH MARKS ALLOVER THAT!" He screamed stamping his foot, much like a child who didn't get nice-cream. After he smaller skeleton muttered a 'sure thing boss,' after heading after the dog, Papyrus cleared his throat, settling down.
"I SUPPOSE I'LL HAVE TO SETTLE FOR A MORE ORDINARY ATTACK INSTEAD!" And he sent a much larger quantity of bones, both white and blue. Frisk managed to do well enough dodging but that left them with just 1hp left.
They carefully, tiredly got to their feet. Making one final plea to the skeleton, ignoring Flowey's begging them to use their last bunny.
"I really think we can be such great friends, Papyrus. You really ARE great, I see the greatness within you." They held both hands out as if asking for a hug.
Papyrus stomped over to them, sword drawn; the thin white bone gleaming. "AND I'VE TOLD YOU, I HAVE NO NEED FOR IDLE FRIENDSHIPS! ONCE I GET YOUR SOUL, EVERYONE WILL BOW TO ME!"
He raised the sword up, ready to wipe the last hp Frisk was hanging by.
"I beleive in you, Papy. You are great, and can be better!" Frisk smiled up at him, closing their eyes.
Papyrus raised his sword, and as he swung, Flowey shouted Frisk's name.
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But nothing happened. Frisk felt the bone pass thru them. But they still had 1hp left. Opening their eyes they noticed that Papyrus's sword was blue. It shook in his hand before he dropped it.
"WHAT ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU INSISTENTLY NICE, NO MATTER WHAT OTHERS DO TO YOU?" Papyrus slumped to his knees. "I WAS SO CLOSE... YET I FELT TAKING YOUR SOUL, WITH HOW DETERMINED YOU WERE TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH ME..." He covered his face. "UNDYNE IS RIGHT. I AM A FAILURE WHO HAS NO RIGHT TO BE ON THE ROYAL GUARD."
Frisk hesitated one moment before taking the ribbon from their hair. Approaching Papyrus, they gently took his hand, trying a bow around his wrist. Papyrus fingered the worn ribbon gently. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS... THING YOU HAVE TIED TO MY HAND?"
Frisk, still gently holding his hand answered, "It's a gift. You give presents to your friends, and they say, 'wow, thanks' in response. I still want to be friends, if you want, Papy."
It's wasn't till now Papyrus realized they had given him a nickname. But friendship was still a foreign concept. "WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH SOMEONE LIKE ME? I HURT YOU; TRIED TO KILL YOU? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND!"
Frisk clapsed their hands behind their back and smiled. "Because, you didn't disappoint me. I believed you could be greater than you were, and you really are a cool monster!"
This stunned Papyrus one more moment. He stood, clenching the fist that had the bow tied to it. "YES, THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS EASY ENOUGH BETTER THAN BEFORE, AND NO ONE WILL STOP ME OR DO ANY HARM TO MY NEW FRIEND! HUMAN, I INSIST YOU COME TO MY HOUSE! AS FRIENDS IT IS CUSTOMARY TO HANG OUT! BUT FIRST, I DEMAND YOU HEAL YOURSELF. BEING AROUND SOMEONE WITH ONLY 1HP IS EMBARRASSING!"
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Nearby, within earshot holding a now muzzled dog, Sans heard Papyrus's shout. He glared at the human as the two of them headed back towards town. He let the dogs leash go as he pondered what happened in the time he chased that damn dog? Either way, he wasn't going to let this go lightly. They would watch, and see what "game" the human was playing at.