A Second Chance (Papyrus X Flowey/Asriel)

lightweights, heavy monsters!

(Warning! This chapter includes drinking and intoxication, it's all fluff though. Enjoy!)

"Worth it!"
"Shut up."

The two monsters sat up, shivering from their now soaked clothing.

"Well, smart guy, what now? I am not walking back in this and it's not like I can change," Asriel pouted, rightfully somewhat peeved.

"Let's just stop somewhere! That, or I could carry you all the way."
"Carry me? I'm like 300 pounds now Papyrus, I can't just hide in your scarf."
"Is that so?" Papyrus cheerily grinned, standing up and offering a hand to the glaring other. Asriel almost groaned at the smugness, but his breath hitched as he was suddenly forced into the air, being carried like he wasn't heavier than a teddy bear by the skeleton. Papyrus only chuckled a 'Nyeh heh!' As the other grabbed onto him like his life depended on it, face buried in the soft scarf-like turtleneck.

"What was that about hiding?"
"Shfut upf."

They understood they couldn't walk like this forever with so many monsters around, still Papyrus trudged through the snow until the smell of greasy burgers and fries made the goats stomach growl.

"Whats that smell?" Asriel shuffled to look behind him, the warm lights from the bar making him shiver in comparison.

"..does it have to be that grease shack?" Papyrus hesitantly complained, the glare from the other shutting him up quickly.

"You owe me. It's just until we dry off, he's made of fire, I'm sure it'll be quick," Asriel convinced, giving the best puppy-dog eyes he could. The costume must've helped his case, Papyrus groaning as he relented.

"I suppose I can just have a drink then," He complied with a sigh, releasing Asriel carefully once they got to the large wooden door.

Papyrus felt another unfamiliar pang of worry as he reached for the door knob, Asriel giving him a comforting pat on the back.

It was also probably telling him to hurry up, but he appreciated it nonetheless.

The building wasn't too busy once they finally entered, Papyrus noting none of the monsters were all that familiar and would leave them alone.

Asriel, on the other hand, had his mind set on the menu, making his way up to the warm bar where a slightly concerned grillby stood cleaning a glass.

"Sorry for the mess! We're just stopping by until it's warm enough to walk home, I hope thats alright!" Papyrus apologized, getting a nonchalant nod in return.

"As- uh Doggely, what would you like?" He awkwardly sputtered, the starving sparkle in the others eyes making him laugh to himself.

"What? Oh! Uh, a burger and fries please, no lettuce." He added quickly, the idea of eating something leafy making him a little queasy. Grillby looked towards Papyrus for his order, of whom was still aloofely gazing at his dog friend. The fire monster knocked on the wooden bar to get his attention, flames flicking in curiosity at how different the flamboyant monster was acting. Perhaps still sick, or another kind of sick.

"RIGHT! I'll have the-" Papyrus took a quick glance at the long list of drinks, "-Caribou Lou?" He hesitated, Grillby giving a surprised look before turning to the shelves of drink behind him.

"Why be so nervous? Doesn't your brother spend most of his time here?" Asriel spoke theough shivers, glad to be sitting so close to the bartender.

"He does, much to my dismay. I'm just not as familiar with the monsters that partake in- alchohols."
"phht- so you're a lightweight then?"
"Am not! Or- well, maybe? I've never drank, so I'll never know!" he shrugged, glad to have his mind off of whatever was causing his nervousness.