Undertale - Patient Zero - Reader Insert

Chapter 7 - You ca(n)t even.

You had stayed up late that night, restless and unable to sleep. Papyrus had seemed content with you lounging on the sofa aimlessly, flicking through a large collection of Mettaton movies, of which he watched until Sans had forcibly dragged him to bed. Afterwards, he didn't come back, but you briefly lowered the Tvs sound slightly, as you could hear the reading of some sort of monster story. It was about 3 monsters who were playing in a flower field one day, but suddenly were picked up by a giant human. The giant human took them to their house, and looked after them in their dollhouse, while also trying to keep the small monsters out of their parents sight. The little monsters caused much trouble, and had troubles adjusting to living in a playhouse. Soon enough, the human decided to take the little monsters home, fitting them with parachutes and acorns for helmets. However; when the human was collecting the monsters, they passed through the barrier. The monsters could not get through it on their own.

Seemingly doomed, the monsters were in a state of disrepair. However; some of the humans friends had noticed the little monsters in the house, and so they frequently visited the monsters, mostly when their friend was not even in the house, but out looking for food for their friends. The human girl fell in love with one of the monster girls in the house, and decided she would take the monsters home - and she would go and live with them. They casted a spell that changed her soul, and shrank her, and then she proceeded to get her own parachute and acorn hat, and use the magic retained in her soul to take herself and the monsters safely home. Sans stopped there, and you could hear a low snoring sound coming from Papyrus' room. Then, you tune back into whatever's on TV, and continue to watch cheesy movies with a certain gay robot in them.

It's not like you really enjoyed the movies, and you have a hard time believing you'd be able to befriend the robot if you were to ever meet him in person. However, the awful plotlines and bizzare situations that occur in the movies leave you fairly entertained. It's now you realise that it's 4am, and you need a drink. As well as sleep. Sleep is usually a good thing. Switching off the TV, you slowly rise up, shuddering slightly at having to leave your snuggly, curled up spot on the sofa. You stumble into the kitchen, and then remember the sink. It's ALL the way up there. For a moment, you entertain the thought of scaling up to the sink, and before you know it, your standing on the kitchen counter brandishing a plastic cup as you try to get up to the sink. Eventually, after scrambling up the side of the cupboard, you hastily get a cup of water, and almost pour it on yourself as you get down. However, the water has been secured you down half of the glass and proceed to walk to your room. You quickly delve under the sheets after leaving the water on the side, and revel in its warmth.

You slowly sit up, rubbing at your blurry eyes in an attempt to focus more on your surroundings. The world is spinning ever so slightly as you reach for the water left on the side, and gulp it down your dry throat. You glance around for any indication of the time, to no avail. Rising up, you look out of the window, and notice the sun in the distance. Well, at least the sun is still up. You're about to exit your room, when you trip over something. You stumble into the door, and wince in pain. Turning around, you notice your bag on the floor. Picking it up, you hastily look inside. There's a note slipped inside of it, and you quickly pick it up. It reads: "HEY NERD! WE FOUND THIS IN THE CAFE, LOOKS LIKE YOU LEFT IT. SO, I ASKED METTATON TO DO ME A FAVOUR AND RETURN IT! ~UNDYNE." It's all capitalised, in a very aggressive manner, but you thank her for it mentally. And then it registers in your mind that she didn't drop it off, but rather Mettaton did. And your betting any money that Mettaton is the same gay robot you were watching on TV last night. He had been in your room to drop that off right? Oh dear god.

You look at the contents of the bag, and then quickly realise that you've 1: been wearing the same clothes for days, and that 2: YOU LEFT YOUR BAG IN A CAFE UNATTENDED FOR DAYS. And to say that what little of what was in this bag was your survival kit...you curse yourself out in your head, looking through the bag. Hopefully, Undyne didn't actually look in the bag, or take anything, just slipped the note in. You check for your things: money, all accounted for. Clothes, check. Deodorant, check. A couple of bandages and plasters, yeap. Everything was still in here. You breathe a sigh of relief, and then realise you should probably get changed. Hastily, you change out of your leather jacket, black top and jeans into another black top, and some black, ripped, leggings. You don't have another jacket, however you do have a dark purple hoodie, so you put that on instead. Next, you brush your hair as best you can, dodging your ears skillfully. You quickly put your cap back on though, its like some sort of shield emotionally for you.