A/N - Edits are for grammar and spelling, some adjustment on who's talking

Harley yawned. "This is borrr-inggg."

He stood beside his sister as she finished saving their progress.

Frisk grinned. "Not a challenge for you?"

"No, they aren't." He whined. "Not since that stupid Jerry fucker."

They had both hit LV 8 after killing the comedian, Snowdrake. In the distance, they could see a long brown bridge that hung over a long chasm, and that idiotic skeleton, Papyrus, standing on the far side.

Harley cracked his knuckles. "When do we get to kill him?" he demanded. "He looks like he would be a good fight."

Frisk shook her head and laughed. "You gotta be kidding me! He's a joke!"

"Look" Harley responded. "Out of all of the monsters we have fought so far, we have only ever seen two skeletons. That has to mean something, right?"

Frisk shrugged. "I guess it could mean they are incredibly rare and strong. Or, it could mean that they were so weak that they died off!"

Harley's shoulders slumped. "I guess you are right. Man, we haven't had a real challenge since that comedian. We got too strong for these weaklings."

Frisk clapped him on the back. "It's just downhill from here, bro. Let's go see the skeletons."

They walked over to the bridge, and Papyrus began to shout. However, the chasm was large, and there was 'wind' blowing, so…. They couldn't hear him. Harley sighed and began to walk across. He was halfway across when several large, sharp, and deadly objects appeared… alongside a dog. He froze, and the skeleton shouted some more, and frowned, turning his back to them. The trap then vanished, and he ran off, leaving Sans standing there.

Frisk ran over to Harley. "Why didn't he kill you?" she questioned.

Harley shrugged. "No clue."

They walked over to Sans, who just stood there.

"heya." he said as they approached. "so you will be fighting my brother when you leave town. do yourselves a favor 'nd spare him. otherwise…" Sans's eyes disappeared. "you aren't going to have a very good time."

Then he vanished.

Harley laughed out loud. "Did he just threaten us?!" He asked incredulously.

"Dude, he can teleport at will." Frisk replied, "We should, at the very least, keep an eye out for him."

Harley waved a hand at her. "Nah. Against me and you? He doesn't stand a chance."

Frisk shrugged, and they both walked into the town.

And of course, the town was deserted.

Everyone must've heard of the two of them, because they all had fled town.

Frisk and Harley split up and looted the town, stealing all of the money and food they could find. Harley even found a new weapon, a small shovel that stood up to his knee. It was sharp at the end, so that meant he could stop beating the crap out of everyone with a frying pan.

He would've grabbed a knife, but it seemed like everything sharp was taken out of the houses. Harley was lucky to have found the shovel.

They met on the far edge of town and headed out.

On the outskirts of town, the wind began to pick up, and they could hear faint shouts. They pushed forwards, and eventually, the shouts were revealed to be Papyrus, who didn't seem to understand that heavy winds muffled sound. Even with him always shouting at the top of his lungs.

"YOU WANT A HUG OF FORGIVENESS?! WOWIE!" He shouted. "LOOKS LIKE MY LESSONS ARE WORKING ALREADY!"

"Forgiveness?" Frisk thought. "Yeah, right. Chara, want to show this guy what we got?"

Chara growled. "Show him our meaning of MERCY"

Harley saw Frisk lower her head, and walk towards Papyrus, who stretched his arms out for a hug.

"Uhh, Frisk?" Harley called. Before he knew it, Frisk leaped forward, slashing towards Papyrus-

Only for him to block it with a conjured bone-sword and slam the pommel of the conjured weapon into Frisk's head, stunning her. Papyrus drew back a fist, and slammed it into her head, knocking her out, and planted a swift kick to her chest, which knocked her multiple arm-lengths away.

Papyrus clicked his tongue, disappointed. "YOU SEE," he said, "I HAD PLANNED ON COMING HERE TO TEACH YOU THAT KILLING WASN'T THE ONLY WAY. HOWEVER, MY BROTHER FOUGHT AGAINST IT. HE WAS SO PASSIONATE IT ABOUT ME STAYING HOME… SO DETERMINED. I HADN'T SEEN HIM SO WORRIED ABOUT ANYTHING FOR A VERY, VERY LONG TIME, SO I MADE A COMPROMISE."

He paused, probably waiting for Harley to respond. When he didn't, Papyrus continued speaking.

"I PROMISED HIM THAT I WOULD BE READY FOR AN ATTACK, NO MATTER WHAT. AND EVEN WHEN IT LOOKED LIKE THE SMALL HUMAN WAS GOING TO ACCEPT MY MERCY, I STILL WILL BE READY. AFTER ALL, I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND I NEVER BREAK A PROMISE! NYEH HEH HEH!"

Harley just continued to gaze a Papyrus indifferently, causing the taller skeleton sigh, and gaze at the floor.

"WELL… I STILL HAVE NO PLANS TO KILL YOU TWO. YOU TWO ARE CHILDREN! YOU DON'T KNOW ANY BETTER! PLEASE, TALL HUMAN, LAY DOWN YOUR SHOVEL AND COME WITH ME. I CAN HELP YOU!"

Harley shook his head. "No, Papyrus." He said, his face displaying no emotion whatsoever. "It's too late for me."

Papyrus shook his head. "I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT! EVERYONE DESERVES A SECOND CHANCE!"
"Papyrus, I don't want a second chance. I chose this path."

Papyrus sighed and conjured a bone shield. "I HOPED YOU WOULD DO THIS THE EASY WAY. I GUESS NOT. WELL, TALL HUMAN, I WILL HELP YOU LEARN TO BE BETTER!"

He launched a volley of razor-sharp bones at Harley, who jumped into the air as they whizzed by underneath. However, when Harley hit the ground, he was greeted by Papyrus's shield to his face, knocking him onto his back. Harley felt the tip of Papyrus's bone sword to his throat.

"WANT TO HEAR SOMETHING COOL?" Papyrus asked. "THIS SWORD ACTUALLY ISN'T CONJURED. UNDYNE GOT IT FROM GERSON, WHO SAID IT WAS FORGED DURING THE GREAT WAR. UNLIKE THE SHIELD, I DIDN'T CONJURE IT FROM THIN AIR. I JUST HAD IT LAUNCHED INTO MY HAND BY USING GRAVITY MAGIC FROM WHERE I HAD IT HIDDEN."

Harley laid there, furiously trying to figure out how to get up without slitting his own throat. However, Papyrus suddenly lifted his shield, looking away from Harley, who heard a loud 'THUD' as something embedded itself deep into the shield. Frisk then tackled Papyrus, but there was something wrong with her. Her eyes were black, soulless pits, and her mouth was twisted into a demonic smile. When she laughed, it was inhumane- as if it had come out of an evil entity.

"Frisk!" Harley shouted without thinking. Frisk glanced over, her face returning to normal, but Papyrus seized her by the hair and threw her off of him. He then lifted his hand, and the floor underneath Frisk glowed blue. A couple heartbeats later, a box of blue bones appeared, caging her in.

"DON'T TOUCH THOSE!" Papyrus warned. "BLUE ATTACKS ONLY HURT YOU IF YOU TOUCH THEM." He faced Harley. "YOUR TURN!"

Harley roared, feeling his Rage boiling.

"Make him lose focus!" Chara- not Frisk- Called out. "It will free me!"

Harley charged Papyrus, swinging his shovel. Papyrus jumped back, and swung his bone sword at Harley, grazing his cheek. Growling, Harley recklessly attacked again, and again, missing each time. Papyrus laughed, and swung at Harley, slashing open a cut into his chest. And when Harley stumbled back, Papyrus flung his shield at Harley's feet, knocking him off balance, and then followed up with a conjured bone to the skull, knocking him onto his back.

"YOU LOSE!" Papyrus shouted cheerfully, beginning to lift his hand.

"Wait!" Harley shouted desperately.

Chara watched in horror as Harley began to speak to Papyrus.

"Maybe you're right." Harley said. "Maybe we need to change."

Chara could feel her anger beginning to rise as Papyrus nodded. "YOU FINALLY REALIZED IT! I KNEW BEATING YOU SENSELESS WOULD HELP! HERE, LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND!" Papyrus slammed the blade of his sword into the ground and outstretched his hand to Harley.

As Harley reached out his hand to Papyrus, he looked over at Chara, and smirked.

Harley grabbed Papyrus's hand, and pulled him forward, jumping and kneeing him in the face. Harley then grasped Papyrus's shoulder and elbow and ripped his arm clean off.

Chara laughed at the expression of horror on Papyrus's face, and slowly stood as her cage fell.

She walked up beside Harley, who had picked up the bone sword, and was laughing, too. "And you said you were prepared for anything." He jeered, and lifted the sword over his head.

"I-I STILL BELIEVE IN YOU!" Papyrus shouted, and Harley swung the sword downwards-

Only for it to be buried into the snow.

He looked up and saw Sans standing a few yards away, an aura of blue magic surrounding Papyrus and his arm.

"did'ya really think i wouldn't be here?" He asked. "wow... you are dumber than you look. well, don't say i didn't warn ya. good luck getting past undyne." And with that, he vanished, taking Papyrus with him.