Okay guys, I've decided. Crush! Frisk, Latership! Sarisk. Sorry…
"Free" tore through her clothes, trying to find her favorite outfit. "Whe ci ti?" They would have to make due with their old clothes. A tunic, much similar to Toriel's dress, and leggings that were supposed to go under the armor Undyne gave them. Because she no longer had skin, she had the leggings more like sweat pants.
"FREE? WHERE ARE YOU?"
"Pyru!" "Free" called.
"YOU NEED TO-" Papyrus looked at the skeleton. Wearing Frisk's clothes. Many things didn't get Papyrus worked up, but this was a rare case. "PUT. THOSE. BACK."
"Free" winced from Papyrus's tone. "Buu, m."
"FREE, DON'T MAKE ME GET MY ATTACKS OUT." Papyrus warned.
Reddish magic began to seem like it was smoking out of her eyes in fear. "Plah Pryu, n fite."
"FREE! PUT THOSE BACK RIGHT NOW!"
The she-skeleton let red tears fall, saying their first words that could be heard by all, in a new voice. "DIE!" The skeleton held down their right arm with their left. "N… n kl Pryu!"
"F-FREE? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Papyrus was a bit flabbergasted. The skeleton was trembling before Papyrus put his hand on their shoulders. "FREE! LISTEN TO ME, YOU'RE GOING TO BE ALRIGHT! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL PROTECT YOU."
"Thk oo." "Free" hugged Papyrus.
"WHAT WAS THAT?"
"Free" looked away from the taller skeleton.
"FREE-"
"papyrus? you in here?" A lower voice filled the quiet east wing.
Hearing that voice while Papyrus was telling you those things, makes your face glow with your red magic.
Skeleton Dictionary
whe=where
ci=is
ti=it
buu=but
n=no
fite=fight
kl=kill
thk=thank