Something is Wrong With Papyrus

I. The Party

AN:
My first ever Undertale Fanfic
and
it is starting my trip back from hituas. 
HELL YEAH!

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Had the music been any louder, the laugher and excited cheers of the party goers might have been blissfully drowned out.  However, that was not the case, and everything seemed to only get louder as drinks began to clink together.  What a time to celebrate? It has been a year since the barrier had been destroyed, and monsters first settled in on the surface.  Everyone with a soul was enjoying themselves.  A soul which Flowey had not.

"Don't you Beeeeeeeeeeeeellllive in Life after love," a monster began to loudly sing, interrupting Flowey's thoughts before others began to join in.  They seemed drunk.  Flowey quietly laughed to himself.  All the efforts Toriel made to ban the beverage and still it found its way to the celebration.  Not that Flowey was complaining as now the party was now slightly more bearable.  Drunkards stumbling and making fools of themselves rarely got old.  Flowey brought his non-alcoholic drink closer to his pot and continued to sip on the liquid. Then another. Then another.  Then another.

Flowey relented and groaned.  The drunk monsters became predictable as all they did was sing out of tune and loudly.  Welp! That lasted shorter than Flowey would have liked.  Rolling his eyes that he somehow had, Flowey scanned the room for the main cast.  Maybe some of them stayed behind despite their jobs tomorrow? The prospect excited Flowey. (As excited as he could get without a soul.)  However, the flower had no luck as the only one here was Papyrus, and Flowey was currently avoiding the tall skeleton.  If the flower wanted to observe an awkward conversation, he would have watched teenage couples at the movie theatre.

"Maybe a different perspective might be interesting," Flowey sighed as he looked up to the top of the stairs.  The flower then carefully wrapped some of his vines around his pot and others around the hooks of the decorations and decorations themselves.  Giving a slight tug, Flowey deemed them safe.  Flowey inhaled and exhaled before using the vines to make himself move.  It was working! Of course it worked! Flowey wasn't an idiot.

Snap!

Maybe he was only slightly an idiot..

Flowey swung toward a wall, taking some of the streamers with him.  Such as an idiot he was, and this was his favorite pot! Bracing himself, Flowey squished closed his eyes.  Hopefully, this time, the pot shards didn't stab his vines.  It very painful and messy removing them last time he accidentally smashed his pot.

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Nothing.  Strange. Flowey slowly opened his eyes, and there stood his former favorite monster stopping his pot from smashing into the wall. Flowey sunk into said pot.  Papyrus looked annoyed, something that was uncommon on the tall skeleton's face.  Did Papyrus know why Flowey was avoiding him? Was he upset?  There was that ghost feeling creeping up his metaphorical spine again.  Was it left-over determination from the souls he absorbed previously?

"old friend, you really need to be more careful. i might not be here to save you next time," Papyrus said with heavy distain and annoyance.  Flowey was floored and eyes wide open.  When the f*ck had Papyrus start to speak in lowercase like his smiley trashbag of a brother?

Papyrus(?) tilted his head before seemly recognizing his crucial mistake.  The skeleton then smiled similar to one Flowey seen on Papyrus before and straightened up.  "OH, I MUST APOLOGIZE SMALL FLOWER FOR THE MIGHTY PAPYRUS IS NOT HAVING THE BEST OF DAYS, BUT FEAR NOT! DESPITE BEING PARTIALLY AGITATED THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL ALWAYS SAVE THE DAY," Papyrus nearly shouted before pausing for a breath, "NOW IF YOU WOULD SOOO KINDLY RELEASE YOU VINES TO THE CEILING I MAY BE ABLE TO MOVE YOU TO WHERE YOU WANTED TO GO!"

Flowey didn't believe what he heard one bit.  Something was wrong with Papyrus on a deeper level than a simple bad day.  Flowey knew Papyrus on a bad day.  Heck, the flower caused most of Papyrus's bad days back when he could reset!  No, this was something else.  Something else was off with the skeleton.  Something that made Flowey deadly uncomfortable.  Shaking the feeling off to focus on responding to the skeleton before him, Flowey stored the concern for later thinking.  "Sorry, 'bout that friend. It is just Frisk went to bed, and I was just all alone," Flowey responded as he brought his vines back to himself and his pot.

"WELL, THAT IS CERTAINLY A MEGA PROBLEM.  WOULD YOU PERHAPS LIKE TO STAY WITH THE GREAT PAPYRUS FOR THE NIGHT?" Papyrus asked Flowey with a twitched in his boney eyesocket. 

"Well, friend, I would love to stay the night at your house, but don't cha havta to ask Toriel before letting me stay?" Flowey asked, trying to remove himself from the situation.  It is not like he didn't enjoy Papyrus's company, but this was not Papyrus.  That much was certain.

"OF COURSE! SILLY ME!" Not-Papyrus responded with a twinge of disappointment in his tone, "WELL, IF IT IS ANY MATTER THAN WHERE CAN I TAKE YOU SMALL STRANGE FLOWER WHILE YOU WAIT FOR THE human?"

Yep, that cemented Flowey's thoughts.  The monster holding his pot was not Papyrus.   Flowey knew Papyrus werid, and this was not it.  "Just by the top of the stairs," Flowey smiled his signature fake smile and sweet tone.  

The monster simply nodded and made his way towards the stairs.  This gave Flowey time to think.  Maybe Flowey was jumping the gun? Confirmation bias was a real thing after all.  With shakey hands, Not-Papyrus placed down Flowey's pot down on the floor.  Then, without even a goodbye or acknowledgment, the skeleton left the party.  If someone was not pretending to be Papyrus then something was definitely wrong with the taller skeleton.

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AN:
I am very excited for the rest of this story.  This is the first time I ever had a an actual planed out storyline and ending before the beginning chapter.

Words: 964
666th Word: was
Posted: Oct. 28, 2024