Chapter 4: Stupid Inspiration

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"That's all?" Though still intrigued, the skeleton definitely knew how to be dramatic at times. "It's harder than I expected! Mettaton makes it seem so easy, what with all his albums." He saw the flower roll his eyes, "Mettaton probably has those made for him, you can do way better than that rust bucket!" And though a little offended that he would insult mettaton, the compliment left papyrus speechless. "Earth to Papyrus, you ok buddy?" Flowey teased at the staring skeleton. "O-OH YES! THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS FINE! THANK YOU FOR YOUR INPUT FRIEND FLOWEY ILL BE SURE TO USE IT GOODBYE" the volume was much too loud for their proximity, but Papyrus had other things on his mind, things that made him scramble away from flowey as fast as his bones could carry him. To be honest, he'd ran in a completely unknown direction, but luckily it had been the one that led to his home. He slid to the front door, almost dropping his keys many times, before opening the door and slamming it behind him. "Phew.." he sighed as he slid to the floor dramatically. "..what's up paps?" The familiar half-slurred voice put Papyrus in yet another panic, but he tried his best to keep cool. "JUST- A MID DAY RUN BROTHER!" He stood quickly, wincing slightly at the throbbing pain in his shoulder. "and you slammed the door.. why?" Sans had obviously been awoken from a nap, perhaps a tad drunk from his escapade to Grillbys. "I.. TRIPPED! TERRIBLY SORRY BROTHER, YOU CAN GO BACK TO YOUR NAP!" While obviously questioning his reasons, the thought of a nap was enough to put Sans back to sleep.

And so, Papyrus sat as the small desk in his room, throwing another failed attempt at a song into the trash. His shoulder screamed at him with every word he wrote, but he'd so far had nothing down. "Stupid Papyrus" he grumbled as he rested his head on the table. "Stupid.." he interrupted himself as he yawned. The thoughts of his day going through his mind. He'd barely done anything compared to his usual days, though he did get to talk to flowey. "Nyeheh, Stupid for you" he thought absent-mindedly.

Wait.

"Stupid for you" he repeated, his sockets widening as his thoughts began to run wild.
"THATS IT!" His excitement soared as he shouted, sitting up quickly and grabbing his pen.

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I'm back! I know this isn't long, but im planning on getting into writing again (I know I said that before but I"m serious this time) so I hope I can update more often!

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