An Awkward Way To Meet The New Neighbors
Like years ago, I started this little fic for the Tumblr prompt, "Um, asking for a friend, how do you get a foot out of the toilet?" and never finished it. Today I finally did. :)
This fic is set in an AU where the war never happened, the barrier was never set up, and everyone's living a happy life on the surface. Chara and Frisk were twins adopted by the Dreemurrs as babies, and they're both over eighteen here.
I hope you guys enjoy!
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"WOWIE! LOOK AT THIS PLACE! ISN'T IT GREAT TO HAVE OUR FIRST REAL APARTMENT, SANS?" Papyrus asked his brother happily as he carried a huge stack of moving boxes in.
"Yes, it is, bro." Sans said, carrying only one small bag.
Papyrus set his huge pile of boxes down as carefully as he could and looked around, admiring their new bachelor pad. It was a nice two bedroom apartment with a large kitchen(a definite selling point for Papyrus) a bathroom, and a nice big living room with an ugly but comfy looking brown couch, two recliners, a coffee table, and a TV stand.
"LET'S GET UNPACKING AND MAKE THIS PLACE OURS! I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR THIS PLACE!" Papyrus said eagerly, bouncing a little.
"Go for it, Paps." Sans told him with a yawn, stretching out on their couch.
"SANS! YOU'RE NOT LEAVING ME WITH ALL THE CHORES AGAIN! YOU'RE HELPING UNPACK!" Papyrus scolded him.
Sans sighed, though it was without any real annoyance. "Fiiine.'
"GOOD. YOU SET UP THE LIVING ROOM, I'LL SET UP THE KITCHEN!" With that, the taller skeleton pretty much bounced into the kitchen.
Sans set up their TV on the stand, hung his favorite bone picture(a classic!) on the wall above it, then smirked mischievously and placed one of his socks by the TV stand, just to drive Papyrus nuts. Then he flopped back onto the couch. "Perfect."
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In the next apartment, a young brown haired woman wearing a blue shirt with two horizontal pink stripes was spooning balls of cookie dough onto a cookie sheet when her twin sister, another brunette with slightly lighter hair and a prominent blush on her cheeks, wearing a green shirt with a single horizontal yellow stripe and brown shorts, came walking in.
"Hey, Frisk. Ooh, you're making cookies!" her sister said with a grin, reaching out to stick her finger in the batter. She couldn't resist anything with chocolate in it.
Frisk swatted her hand away. "Hey, hands off, Chara! We just had some new neighbors move in today, and the cookies are for them." she signed. Frisk had been born with damaged vocal chords, and while she could make some noises, speech was a struggle for her. Her adoptive monster family had taught her sign, and she found it much easier to communicate that way.
Chara pouted as Frisk slid the first cookie sheet into the oven. "C'mon, Frisk, not even a little?"
"No! I know your "little bit." Half the bowl will be gone. Plus, raw cookie dough is supposed to be bad for you."
"You know what I have to say to that erroneous fact?" Chara asked with a smirk, then blew a huge raspberry at her.
Frisk rolled her eyes, though it was playfully. "You're so immature...CHARA!"
"What?" Chara asked mischievously, having swiped a fingerful of the remaining cookie dough in the bowl while Frisk was busy signing to her.
"Quit it!"
"Hmm, nope!" Chara said with a laugh, then playfully grabbed the entire bowl and ran off with it. She grinned as Frisk chased after her. Messing with her twin was always fun.
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Later, Papyrus was humming a lively tune happily to himself as he finished the kitchen. "WOWIE! IT LOOKS ALMOST AS GREAT AS I AM!" he said happily, looking at his perfectly organized shelves and cupboards. "SANS, HAVE YOU GOT THE LIVING ROOM FINISHED? SANS?" Papyrus called, then poked his head into the living room to see Sans snoozing away on their ugly couch. "UGH! THAT LAZYBONES!" he sighed, then grabbed an armload of fluffy blue towels from one of the moving boxes and went into the bathroom, flicking on the light switch, only to have the lightbulb spark and burn out on him.
"WELL, THAT JUST WON'T DO. LOOKS LIKE A JOB FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" Papyrus said to himself and went to go get their box of lightbulbs. After a few minutes of digging through their things, he found it and went back to change the lightbulb, only to figure out that even with his impressive height, he couldn't quite reach the light cover. He ran out to the kitchen, grabbed the step stool he had gotten for Sans, and hurried back to the bathroom, setting it beside the toilet and gracefully hopping up on it so he could change the light bulb.
Unfortunately, what he did next was not so graceful. The step stool didn't have good traction and slid out from under has feet as he he leaned forward to reach the light. Instinctively, he reached out his foot for balance, which met the toilet ring before slipping further. He yelped as he fell backwards, his foot jamming itself into the toilet and the lightbulb going flying, smashing against the tiled floor. Thankfully he managed to grab the wall, managing to get his balance and keep the rest of him from falling on the floor and likely yanking the toilet with him.
Sans came rushing into the bathroom when he heard the crash. "Paps, are you..." He stopped short at the sight of his six foot brother who was in a very awkward position trying, unsuccessfully, to get his foot out of the toilet while trying to keep his balance with his other foot barely on the floor. Sans tried not to laugh. "Wow, bro. Looks like you're in a CRAPPY situation."
"SANS!" Papyrus yelled. "QUIT MAKING PUNS AND PLEASE HELP ME OUT HERE!"
"Sure bro." Sans said with a snicker, trying to remove his brother's boot from the toilet but it was jammed in tight. "Man, Paps, trouble is always A FOOT with you."
"SANS!"
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"Wonder what our new neighbors are like?" Chara mused as the two sisters walked down the hallway to the next apartment. Frisk shrugged as she couldn't sign with the box of cookies resting in her hands. "Hopefully they're not jerks. Then again, if they are, we can have these cookies all to ourselves." Frisk rolled her eyes at Chara, who grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, one track chocolate brain."
Frisk shook her head with a smile as they reached the next apartment. She reached out to knock on the door, oblivious to the chaos waiting for them inside.
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Meanwhile, Sans was having no luck getting Papyrus's foot out of the toilet. The boot was jammed in there tight, and Sans could not remove Papyrus's foot from his boot either with the awkward position Papyrus was in.
"Hang on, bro, I'll go get some help!" Sans told him, running off and ignoring Papyrus's protests that it would be embarrassing.
Just as Sans was heading into the living room, he heard a knock on the door. He opened it to find two brown haired girls standing outside.
"Hi. I'm Chara, and this is my sister, Frisk." the pretty one in the green and yellow shirt told him. "We wanted to welcome you to the complex, and Frisk baked you guys some cookies." The girl in the blue and pink shirt held up the plate of cookies with a friendly smile, but didn't say anything.
"I'm Sans. Nice to meet you." Sans said quickly as he remembered his brother's predicament. "Um, asking for a friend...how do you get a foot out of the toilet?" He immediately slapped himself on the forehead as they understandably both gave him a weird look. Nice going, Sans. Now your brother's foot is still stuck in the toilet AND the cute neighbor girls think you're nuts.
"Um, is this a new, weird way of asking "What's your sign?" Chara asked, still staring at him weirdly.
"No, um, my brother was trying to change a lightbulb in the bathroom and he kind of slipped and..." Sans explained awkwardly.
Chara covered her mouth like she was trying to keep from bursting out laughing at the odd scenario while Frisk looked concerned. "You need some help?" Frisk signed.
"Yeah, we could use some." Sans signed back, still looking sheepish. He moved aside as both girls entered his apartment. Chara was slightly more cautious than Frisk when Sans led them to the bathroom, but his words were definitely proven true when they saw the gigantor skeleton with his foot stuck in the toilet. The poor guy turned to look at them and his face went bright red as he tried to hide it behind his hands, but almost slipped.
"Paps, I'd like you to meet our neighbors, Frisk and Chara." Sans introduced casually. "They said they'd help us out. Frisk, Chara, this is my brother, Papyrus."
"THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING..." Papyrus groaned. "I'M SORRY THAT THE START OF OUR FRIENDSHIP IS SO AWKWARD..."
"Hey, don't worry." Chara told him. "Sometimes, everyone's day goes...down the toilet."
Sans burst out laughing while Papyrus's groaned. "OH NO! THERE'S ANOTHER ONE!"
"I feel your pain." Frisk signed to him, rolling her eyes at her sister.
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Fifteen minutes, several toilet puns from both Sans and Chara, and half a bottle of dish soap later, Papyrus's foot was finally free of its porcelain prison, though the poor skeleton still looked like he was about to sink into the ground. Frisk gave him a reassuring smile which seemed to make him feel better.
Afterwards Sans and Chara retired to the living room, and (after cleaning off his boot thoroughly, sweeping up the glass from the broken lightbulb, and washing his hands) Papyrus went to the kitchen to make hot cocoa to go with Frisk's cookies. Frisk went with him to help, which the taller skeleton happily accepted. Sans could see the two happily talking and signing to one another, laughing as they prepared the drinks.
"It's really cool that you both know sign." Chara told Sans.
"Our dad taught us. He speaks in Wingdings, which most humans and other monsters can't understand, so he learned it so he could talk to other people. Though he actually made a phone app that translates Wingdings to human speech." Sans said proudly.
Chara grinned. "That's awesome."
Sans returned the smile. "I know. My dad's so cool. So's my bro. Too bad it skipped me." he joked.
"Aww, c'mon, you're SANS-sational!" Chara said with a grin.
Sans's eyes lit up. "You think so, huh? Well, I think you've got pretty good CHARA-cter!"
The two continued to trade terrible puns, trying to one up each other, not even noticing when Papyrus and Frisk walked in, carrying trays of cocoa and cookies. "AND THEY ARE AT IT AGAIN." Papyrus sighed, though he was hiding a smile.
"And knowing my sister, they'll be at it for quite a while." Frisk signed, playfully rolling her eyes.
"And since they're so occupied with each other that they haven't even noticed us, and if they do, they're still going to drive us nuts with puns until they get it out their systems... Want to have our snacks in the kitchen?" Papyrus asked with a smile, quietly setting down the trays and grabbing two of the mugs.
Frisk grinned. "Sounds great!" She piled some cookies onto a tea saucer, leaving the rest for Sans and Chara, and headed into the kitchen with him.
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"...AND THEN WHEN UNDYNE AND I BLASTED THE HEAT TO COOK THE POPSICLE, IT EXPLODED! EVERYWHERE!" Papyrus excitedly told Frisk, throwing out his arms for emphasis. "SO NOW THERE'S BRIGHT RED CHERRY POPSICLE SYRUP EVERYWHERE AND BOTH UNDYNE AND I ARE COVERED IN IT. I GO TO CLEAN IT UP, BUT I SLIP AND FALL AND KNOCK UNDYNE OVER TOO AND IT'S AT THIS EXACT MOMENT THAT SANS AND ALPHYS COME RUSHING IN. WE'RE ON THE GROUND, THERE'S RED STUFF ALL OVER US AND ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND WALLS, AND IT LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING OUT OF THE HORROR MOVIE WE WATCHED THE NIGHT BEFORE, SO POOR ALPHYS ENDS UP SCREAMING AND PASSING OUT."
Frisk's eyes were wide. "Oh my gosh! So then what happened?"
"WELL, WE GOT ALPHYS WOKEN UP, AND SHE WAS FINE, BUT THE CHEESECAKE WE BAKED FOR HER BURNED WHILE WE WERE HELPING HER, AND SHE ENDED UP WITH A PLATE OF MARSHMALLOWS FOR HER BIRTHDAY CAKE. TRYING TO MAKE A CHERRY CHEESECAKE TOPPING OUT OF CHERRY POPSICLES SINCE THE STORE WAS OUT OF CHERRIES WASN'T ONE OF OUR BRIGHTER IDEAS." he admitted, then brightened. "ALPHYS LIKED THE MARSHMALLOWS THOUGH, AND THE PRESENTS WE GOT HER!"
Frisk laughed, a throaty sound that warmed Papyrus's soul. "That's good. And don't worry too much about it. I've had some crazy mess-ups in the kitchen too. When I was in junior high, my brother Asriel and I were making cookies for Chara to surprise her since she had a bad day at school and we set the temperature way too high, then promptly forgot about them since we were playing Smash while we were waiting; that is until they ended up setting off the smoke alarm. So we go to rescue the cookies, which immediately burst into flames. I'm freaking out, trying to put them out, and I finally manage to, and then Asriel comes running back with the fire extinguisher, is too panicked to realize I solved the problem, and sprays everything, including me, just as Chara comes running downstairs. Granted, we DID end up making her feel better. Once she realized we were okay, she laughed for ten minutes straight and teased us about it for the rest of the night. Mom didn't let us cook unsupervised for a while after that though."
"DON'T WORRY, FRISK! YOU'VE IMPROVED GREATLY SINCE THEN! YOUR COOKIES ARE AMAZING!" Papyrus told her, happily taking another one.
"I'm so glad you like them." Frisk then smiled softly. "I'm having a lot of fun."
"I AM TOO!" Papyrus said happily. He then rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, a blush appearing on his cheekbones. "I, UM, WAS WONDERING... WOULD YOU AND CHARA LIKE TO JOIN SANS AND I FOR DINNER TOMORROW NIGHT?"
Frisk's eyes lit up. "I'd love to. I'll have to ask Chara, but..." She sneaked a peek at the living room, where Sans and Chara were sitting close, laughing together as they told each other the worst jokes they knew. "I definitely think she's going to want to come too."
Papyrus beamed. "IT'S A DATE THEN!"
And with that, a set of wonderful friendships and new relationships were born.
And to think that it all started with a foot caught in the toilet.
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Papyrus: When a girl's first impression of you was you getting your foot stuck in the toilet and she still wants to go out with you, you know she's a keeper.
Frisk: Aww!
Chara and Sans: (Still trying to set the record for longest time telling terrible puns.
I hope you guys enjoyed this little crackish fic that came out of my demented brain! Please review and let me know what you think!