To Join A, To Join A, To Join A Crystal Band // An Undertale Fanfic

the beatles if they were good

Hello all you cool cats and kittens, so a couple years ago: i had a dream where i read an undertale fanfiction on AO3 called "to join a, to join a, to join a crystal band" where sans and papyrus start a band together and tbh i'm choosing to take this dream as some sort of sign from the universe that i should write it. I may not use AO3 but i sure do use wattpad!!!!

Now tbh i don't remember what most of the actual story beats were in the dream so i'm more or less just gonna take a few creative liberties with this. Though please keep in mind while reading this story that it's been a while since i've watched a playthrough of undertale so the characterisation of the skelebros may be a little off at parts (...also nagito komaeda is there too and his characterisation may be off as well since i've only played through chapter 1 of DR2)

Also in case you're wondering why sans looks like that in the cover, it's from this image and i decided to include it in the cover because i thought it was really funny (which is also the reason why nowadays i format my crackfic covers like they're from early 2010's wattpad)

Also note that this is gonna be a tad lighter on memey jokey stuff than my other fics bc tbh something about this story makes me think this should be taken at least SLIGHTLY seriously, this isn't gonna be like my last fic where byakuya togami of danganronpa fame is said to be so skinny that he flies out of open car windows :P (that said: GO READ LET'S SAY HYPOTHETICALLY IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY)

It was a beautiful sunny day up on the surface; birds were singing, flowers were blooming...it wasn't something monsterkind was used to. It had only been a week or so after the young human, frisk, had fought against the god of hyperdeath asriel and freed monsterkind from the underground; leaving room for golden new opportunities for all. On a lovely day such as this, one tall skeleton clad in a red scarf sat in his house with nothing to do.

Papyrus sat on his living room couch with perfect posture, the scenery around him the exact same as it ever was and yet so different. He and sans had decided to bring the entirety of their old snowden house with them to the surface so his eyesockets weren't used to the light of the so-called "sun" poking through the windows; the room was silent, say for the sounds of birds chirping outside. While papyrus WAS glad to finally be on the surface with all the humans, he didn't know what to do with himself anymore; he spent YEARS training with undyne to be able to catch a human and join the royal guard....but now that the barrier's been broken and the monsters were able to escape, there's no need for that anymore....his goals have become obsolete. Papyrus shook angerly in his seat as he looked back at all the time he worked on those puzzles, all those traps and japes he prepared and paid attention to each and every minute detail in his attempts to catch a human and become part of such a prestigious group; was all that time and dedication just for NOTHING!?!??! What the FUCK?!?!??!

Papyrus was always a very active monster, he was almost ALWAYS doing something somewhere and it was always tough for him to sit still....and yet he didn't know what to do in that moment; though what he DID know was that he HATED sitting around like this. It made him feel as though he wasn't fully seizing the day and all it had to offer.....it made him feel like a lazybones, just like his brother. With a huff, papyrus begrudgingly inched his gloved hand towards the TV remote and started flipping through channels; different shows flashed on the screen with the click of a button, mettaton hadn't gotten TOO well known on the surface just yet so it was all just human shows he hadn't heard about: sitcoms, talk shows, cartoons, the works. None of it really piqued the skeleton's interest, and none of it aided in his predicament; once he found the shows in foriegn languages, he knew he had gone through everything. He would've turned the TV off at that moment but a small voice in the back of his cranium told him to click the button just ONE more time...and so he did; the skeleton clicked the "next channel" button on his remote one more time to FINALLY see something interesting to him!! Some kind of human concert, with the members wearing very flashy outfits and playing loud rock music. A spark lit up in his eyesockets as he eagerly watched on; the way these performers carried themselves, the crowd cheering them on, the catchy tunes.....as he watched on, he couldn't help but imagine what it'd be like if HE were one of the members of the band....getting all the fame and attention he could ever want. Papyrus loved it, and he couldn't help but feel......inspired!!!