At the Royal Scientist's Lab..
(Italics will be used to describe "Thoughts" and "Areas").
"Oh Mettaton...What have you done now..?" The Royal Scientist promptly named Alphys ambled around the metal table that Mettaton was laying on, random parts and gears lying around her workbench.
"O-Oh darling! It was terrible! I was walking around performing for my wonderful fans, when i fell down a ghastly set of stairs and now i can't perform!" Mettaton said all of this with a over-dramatic tone, obviously enjoying the attention.
"Stairs...Really?" Alphys thought with a strange face, Mettaton loved to spice up his storys
it always caught the attention he wanted. Nonetheless Mettaton seemed to be more injured then his story claimed, he was a human-killing robot after all.
"I'll fix you quickly, just give me a moment." Alphys shuffled through her dusty old tools, ever since the...experiment..she simply could not do the job anymore.
"Make it quick, i have fans to entertain!" Mettaton called out after her.
Alphys snapped a little "Im going, im going!" she found all the tools and went to work.
Meanwhile at Papyrus and Sans's House
"NYEHEHEHE" Papyrus greatly laughed as he served a great big plate of Spaghetti on the couch where Sans and Frisk were sitting.
"THOSE LESSONS WITH UNDYNE ARE REALLY PAYING OFF" Papyrus's Spaghetti against all odds
and fate have managed to turn out...some-what edible this time.
"Heh..looks good bro!" Sans, lazing on the couch watching an animated TV show about humans, it didn't seem very accurate.
Frisk on the other side of the couch, gave a small smile signifying it as least looked edible.
"I COULDN'T FIGURE OUT HOW MUCH TO MAKE SO I JUST MADE THE WHOLE THING!"
Frisk was the first to try it...it had a strange taste and texture but nonetheless it was edible.
Frisk made a motion as if to say "Hey come try this!" to Sans
Sans loved his brother very much and would do almost anything in the world for him, keyword anything. Papyrus's Spaghetti...was something he wouldn't risk trying, everytime his brother made it for him, he'd just pretend to eat it then put it back into the fridge.
Sans reached out for the Spaghetti, beads of sweat on his skull, if his brother saw that he wasn't actually eating it, he would be sad and Sans would not like that to happen.
He would normally be successful but Frisk was watching him closely.
"Welp...Here goes nothing."
He took a bite out of the Spaghetti
...
...
Surprisingly edible, he wouldn't be sick afterwards.
"Pretty neat Spaghetti, Papyrus!" Sans told his brother.
"NYEHEHEHHE, I THE GREAT PAPYRUS KNEW THAT YOU WOULD LOVE IT, I MAKE ONLY THE BEST AROUND!"
"You sure do, heh..welp im going tibia for my morning nap.." Sans promptly fell asleep
Papyrus stomped in frustration "YOU JUST WOKE UP FROM YOUR OTHER NAP, YOU GET LAZIER AND LAZIER EVERY DAY, WAIT WAS THAT A PUN...AAAGHHH"
It seems everything is going alright for the skelebro's, check in next time to see what happens next!