Where I Belong ~Undertale Story~

Chapter 4

~♥PAPsta♥~

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  After our SANStastic prank on Papyrus, I decided to sit down with him and Sans and spin my tale of woe. I told of how I came about, how I controlled my powers,....how my parents died. I grew sad at the thought of my parents and how stupid the humans were to kill them so gruesomely.

I went from sad to angry in the blink of an eye. Papyrus grew scared of my sudden emotion change and Sans.....looked concerned? I guess anyone would be if they were going on a rant on how humans were horrible, vile creatures and their face was contorting in such a way that it was worrisome.

I looked at them and apologized for getting off topic. Both waved away my apology, saying 'don't worry about it' , and asked me to continue. So I did after I calmed down. I explained the predicament I had gotten into before coming here.

Me: "So basically what happened was...I was headed to a shop, like any other day, to pick up food. I was about to pay and leave when one of the shelves fell. The sudden loud noise made me jump and I may or may not have transformed into....a rat. When I transformed back, everyone was looking at me like I was some demonic creature come to harvest their souls. So they chased me out and I decided to ditch them at the mountain. Unfortunately, I fell in. I met a talking flower and almost made him regret looking at me."

When I mentioned 'talking flower', Sans tensed up and his pinprick pupils disappeared. Pap and I both noticed and turned concerned.

Papyrus: "Uh Sans? Are you....alright?"
Me:  "Yeah what's up dude? You feeling okay?"

He hesitated to respond, as if he didn't hear either of us. It took him a minute but he came back into our reality and his pupils returned. He looked at us both and asked us to repeat the question.

Me:  "We asked if you were okay. You look like you saw a ghost. Was it something I said?"
Sans: "n-no. it's fine. i'm okay. just a little chilled to the bone."

I was not convinced but it seems Papyrus was. He declared that we return to their home in a town called 'Snowdin' and he'll make his 'World-famous Spaghetti'. I absolutely loved spaghetti and any pasta in general and was actually looking forward to it. But when Pap mentioned spaghetti, I saw Sans shudder, as if disgusted. I leaned over to him and whispered so that Papyrus couldn't hear me.

Me:  "Am I fair to assume his cooking is not all that great?"
Sans:  "to be honest, it's absolutely rancid. it's barely edible. but he's getting better. just by baby steps."

I took what he said into thought and got a brilliant idea. I tugged on Papyrus' scarf lightly but enough to get his attention. I asked him if he would like me to help him cook tonight and he lit up like a night sky full of stars. He agreed, obviously, and told us to pick up the pace. Apparently, the only other person he's ever cooked with was someone named "Undyne", apparent Captain of the Royal Guard.

In no time at all, we arrived in Snowdin. It was a quaint little town, full of interesting characters. We passed some of the locals and they greeted Sans and Papyrus as they walked by. But when their eyes landed on me, they were confused. Apparently, they've never seen another skeleton around here. Not surprising. I haven't either.

We came up to their house and walked inside. It seemed to have a warm type of feel to it so I made no hesitation to change back into my original form and clothes. Pap was busy getting stuff prepared so he didn't notice. But Sans, on the other hand, was positively gawking at me. His eye sockets seemed to look me up and down and a light blue blush crossed his cheek bones. Again, very confused on how magic skeletons work.

Me:  "Hey. My eyes are up here."
Sans:  "huh? what? OH! sorry! i didn't mean to stare at you. it's just.....never mind."
Me:  "What is it Sans? You can tell me. Or are you too rattled to talk?"

We both laughed and it seemed to calm his nerves. He never finished his thought but I didn't mind.

Sans sat on the couch and watched TV. Or should I say, fell asleep watching TV. I went into the kitchen to give Papyrus a REAL cooking lesson. I asked him to just watch and then he would imitate me next time. Kind of like a quiz type thing.

The entire time I was cooking, he kept spouting ideas of what I could add to give it more of a 'Papyrus' touch. I kept giving a legitimate reason why none of his ideas would work. He looked disappointed and I felt bad.

Me:  "Trust me Pap. When you eat this, you'll understand. I know it's not as grand as The Great Papyrus' spaghetti, but it'll really change the game. After I leave, you can make it however you want."
Papyrus:  "AFTER YOU LEAVE? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?"

I just gave him a smile and mixed the sauce. I set the table, made the plates and had to drag Sans off his lazy tailbone and get him to the table. To be frank, I just used my magic. We all ate and once again, Papyrus lit up at the taste of the pasta I made. As did Sans. I guess he never tasted well made pasta before.

Well at least they like it. That's all that matters.