"so, you two would be the anomaly that recently appeared," Plushtale Sans asked. He released his hold on their souls. "so, why are you here, and why do you look like us?" He asked warily

Papyrus stood up. He dusted himself off. "Well, we look like you because of a human who came from your world," Papyrus exclaimed.

"A HUMAN? FROM HERE? SURELY YOU MUST BE JOKING! I HAVE NEVER SEEN ONE HERE," Plushtale Papyrus insisted.

Sans shook his head. "let me explain. so, we're obviously not from your universe... dimension... thing. in our place, strange holes in space-time's been forming. it's probably got something to do with some weird lady, a human child, a goat kid," Sans began. He chuckled at his own involuntary pun, as did Plushtale Sans. "finally, the old scientist."

"you mean, w.d. gaster," Plushtale Sans asked. He began to look around for the other skeleton.

Sans nodded. "yeah. we're here because... we don't normally look like this." He gestured to himself and Papyrus.

"so you've been cursed too?"

Sans and Papyrus nodded. "Yeah! But uh... it was by someone from your world. Their name is Chara," Papyrus explained.

Plushtale Sans made a face. It was the closest he could come to a frown without stitches coming loose.

Pushtale Papyrus looked to his brother. He seemed concerned. "SANS? YOU ACT AS IF YOU'VE HEARD THAT NAME BEFORE," Plushtale Papyrus noted.

Plushtale Sans rubbed the back of his head and chuckled. "nope. never heard that name before papyrus." He looked around. "hey, why don't you prepare a room for our new guests?"

Plushtale Papyrus' face twisted. The corners of his mouth became wrinkled as he tried to grin. "OF COURSE! i NEARLY FORGOT!" He began to dart off towards his house. "I'LL BE BACK ONCE I'M DONE WITH SETTING THE GUEST ROOM UP!" Plushtale Papyrus ran ahead and was not visible anymore. Plushtale Sans sighed.

"so, i can tell that you've got a couple of questions. me and my bro'll be happy to explain, if you'll also answer questions."

Plushtale Sans eyed Papyrus. "you sure?"

Sans nodded. "he already knows about resets and such."

Papyrus nodded. "It was weird at first, but I'm strangely okay with it now!"

"well, i suppose i'll provide an answer first. so, chara, that kid's a little messed up, if you couldn't tell. they... they used to be the king and queen's adopted child, if the stories are correct, but something happened." Plushtale Sans studied Papyrus and Sans' face. "you with me so far?"

"Yeah. Sounds the same so far, actually," Papyrus noted.

"okay. just making sure. so, chara ended up dying. i think they ended up getting poisoned by some sort of flower." Plushtale Sans' face scrunched up. "i don't know how. flowers don't even grow down here. maybe they used their magic, but... that would be suicide." He sighed. "but in any case, they died, and the king and queen's son absorbed their soul, made it to outside this toybox and died. yadda yadda yadda. you probably have something similar in your world. years later, chara came back. but they weren't alive. thanks to frisk however, they managed to get a body. once they did, chara kinda... left. we didn't know where they went."

"until now..."

"yeah. until now. so, now i've got a question. how did gaster come back?"

Papyrus made as close of a grin as he could. "Well my alternate dimension brother, it's actually a grand story! I managed to find out where he was and got Alphys to bring him back!"

"uh huh. so, how did you find out papyrus?"

Papyrus rubbed the back of his head. "Can I elect to not answer this question?"

"was that when you found out about resets?"

Papyrus nodded.

"ah." Plushtale Sans stretched. He yawned. "welp, suppose that settles that, man, wish i could just take a nap here, but papyrus wouldn't like that."

Plushtale Papyrus began to run towards the three skeleton plushes. "I HAVE DONE IT! THERE IS NOW ROOM FOR YOU GUYS," Plushtale Papyrus cheered.

"Um, other me, can I ask something?"

Plushtale Papyrus nodded enthusiastically.

"bro, remember that we're made of cotton and such. if you keep nodding like that, you'll lose your head."

"RIGHT! I UH... FORGOT IN THE MOMENT. ANYWAY, YES. ASK AWAY NEW FRIENDS!"

"So, where did you find the room to prepare a guest room?" Papyrus asked, confused.

Plushtale Papyrus glanced at the ground. "WELL, WHEN YOU'RE SURROUNDED BY ALL THIS COTTON AND THREAD AND SUCH, YOU CAN EASILY BUILD!"

"Oh! Wowie! That's great, but of course, it is me. And I am very great, no matter the universe... probably."

"WELL, WE CAN TALK MORE AT OUR HOUSE! MAYBE I'LL BE ABLE TO HELP YOU SEARCH FOR THIS 'FRISK'. He grabbed his Sans and carried him on his back. "TO SCENIC, MY HOUSE!"

Plushtale Sans leaned forward and rested his head on Plushtale Papyrus' shoulder. He yawned. "bro, wake me up once we're home, will you?"

"SANS, I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND WHY YOU NAP SO OFTEN!" His shout went unheard by Plushtale Sans, as he was already asleep. Plushtale Papyrus stifled a scream. "I'LL ALSO NEVER UNDERSTAND HOW YOU'RE ABLE TO FALL ASLEEP IN AN INSTANT." He turned to Papyrus. "DOES YOUR SANS DO THIS?"

Papyrus nodded. "Yes."

"WELL, IT APPEARS THAT LOOKS AREN'T THE ONLY THINGS WE SHARE." He sighed. "WELL, LET'S GET GOING THEN. OUR HOUSE ISN'T THAT FAR, BUT I'M SURE YOU FIGURED THAT."

Papyrus, Sans, and Plushtale Papyrus began to walk towards the small town, barely visible in the distance. Plushtale Sans was softly snoring.

And I'm done! So, I feel better about what I'm doing to these characters. Could be worse. Could be Flowey Is Not a Good Life Coach Bad. (It's good, but it's so hard to read and mostly I'm just silently yelling, "Flowey! No! Why?!"

I do not have a link though.

But yeah. Suddenly, I don't feel as bad.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Bye guys!