Hello folks! Originally this was going to be a one-shot story, but I've decided to write more! So, here we go!
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"What do you mean by 'the human isn't leaving Snowdin'?!" growled Undyne, ex-leader of the Royal Guard, now trainer of it, to a shorter, yellow dinosaur wearing a lab coat and crazy looking glasses. "Alphys, why are you so certain on this?"
"Because the human has befriended the town's children, and is showing something called kindness to Snowdin," Alphys, the Royal Scientist, hissed back. "That group decided to give Papyrus a basket of things, which, as you said, included a plate of spaghetti. I believe they are going to change the whole 'kill or be killed' thing that is an unspoken rule for the better."
Undyne looked at the screen in mild displeasure, watching the human child talk to the small town's children, probably in a small meeting about how to spread kindness. She heard over the audio the words one gold, cinnabuns, and something about a business in selling something called "nice-cream." "But why is the human doing that? I mean, Papyrus tried to kill them, and they returned that with a basket of non-poisoned goodies?" she asked. "How can that kindness be so strong to get Papyrus to lesson his anger at the Royal Guard trainees when they fail at his puzzles?"
"He felt… loved, lowercase, I think," Alphys answered. "Something that he hadn't felt in a long time. Something that we all haven't felt for a long time. He wants to share that warm, fuzzy feeling with everyone, maybe, so that they can feel it's effects and be more cheerful."
"But isn't lowercase love considered weak?" Undyne asked.
"Well, at the moment it is," Alphys answered. "But that human and her flower companion are changing it."
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"You want to learn how to make cinnabuns to help my business?" a mildly confused rabbit monster, the local shopkeeper, asked.
"Well, if we give samples for a cheap price to the townsfolk," Frisk said with a smile. "they might like it and come in to buy more for their real price!"
"Plus, you seem to be needing a break from all the arguing over prices," MK said. "If needed, I can advertise the shop, since I can't make the cinnabuns because of my lack of arms."
"Aunt, please can we help you?" Marcus pleaded. "I really want to help you and mom for once!"
The rabbit monster looked from one face to another, trying her hardest to not give in to the pleading (puppy dog eyes was something Frisk taught to her new friends as a skill for future things) looks the four children, and flower, had. But, she finally caved in. "Fine, but you have to do exactly what I tell you to do."
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The group split up into two. Marcus and MK stayed at the shop to try to get customers, while Frisk, Flowey, and Snowdrake went around town, selling a sheet of cinnabuns for one gold a piece. So far, they had earned five gold, and about three small smiles.
"Frisk!" Flowey, who was acting as lookout, said. "Papyrus is over there!" He pointed over to the now seemingly grouchy skeleton. "Do you think he'd want a cinnabun?"
"Maybe," Frisk said. "Come on, Snowdrake, let's go see!"
"OK!" Snowdrake said with a grin.
The three trudged over to Papyrus, determined looks on their faces. When Papyrus noticed them, he seemed to have a mild sense of surprise about him.
"Would you like a cinnabun, Great Papyrus?" Frisk asked, holding up the sheet of cinnabuns.
"It's only one gold for one!" Snowdrake said, his grin bigger.
Papyrus seemed to think about this for a few moments, before grudgingly taking out one gold and handing it to Snowdrake, and then taking one of the pastries. He then walked away, taking a small bite.
Frisk and Snowdrake grinned at each other. They could tell that Papyrus was starting to grow nicer, as he would normally not do such a thing from what Frisk had heard.
The rest of the day flew by, and when the group rejoined, there was a sense of warmth in the cool air. MK and Marcus had sold a total of twenty cinnabuns, some to monsters who had gotten one from Frisk, Flowey, and Snowdrake. In fact, the group did so well that the shopkeeper said that they had a part-time job for the weekends when they didn't have school, they did so well.
After hearing that, the group had a moment of joy, though Frisk wasn't going to go to the monster school, and left the inn early the next morning to go to Toriel for her own lessons, which had been scheduled the day before as a school for the monsters of the Ruins.
The group planned to meet up after school, at the cavern where they learned that a small, fluffy white dog lived… he let them use the cavern as their hangout as long as they didn't try to go into his room.
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Papyrus sat at his desk, contemplating the events of the day. It seemed that the trainees worked harder with encouragement, which surprised both him and Undyne. He also found out that he liked cinnabuns, so he made a mental note to get some soon.
But the biggest thing that was on his mind was that Sans had not fought with him at all, seemingly enjoying the calmness in the house with a more-or-less lazy attitude.
Papyrus knew it had something to do with the human… who he was starting to think as Frisk.
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And there we go! As I said before, I had made this as a one-shot but then decided to add to it. It's heartwarming to me, and hopefully to you guys as well.
~Arana