Undertale - Patient Zero - Reader Insert

Chapter 9 - Pained Cat.

When you wake up, Sans has fallen asleep at the foot of the bed, and is wearing glasses and a lab coat. Weird, you never thought that skeletons could need glasses, their eyes are kind of like magic, aren't they? Oh well, you shrug, and feel a dull ache echo through you. Looking down at your arm, its been re-bandaged, and now has cloth tying it up, like a swing for it you suppose. It's supposed to keep it in one place. You try to move it, and it swings, but trying to move your fingers causes pain within your arm, and you stop that quickly. You move your other arm without issue - luckily thats your writing arm, so you can still write stuff, and do everything mostly. You want to look under the bandages and see the damage, but at the same time, you're dreading it. What if its really gruesome? Just how badly damaged is it?

"No touching it." And he's awake. You look at him, and he's back to grinning again as usual, pausing for a moment to yawn. You look at him, and your kind of curious - how does he work? How does he shut his eyes? Yawn? Eat? How does everything stay put together? This was not the time for these kind of questions, although - it doesn't look like you'll be going anywhere for a while. You realise you don't know what time it is, and you can't see the window save for a weird machine to the side that obsturcts your view. The door to the left of you opens slowly, and a happy skeleton face peeks out from behind it. You smile slightly, and they tentatively take a step isnide, like a little puppy. Papyrus is adorable, you think, as he slowly reveals a plate behind him. "Hello human, I have made you some upsetti spaghetti." His voice is much more quiter and softer than usual, and he holds out the plate infront of you. You slowly take it, and note that its still warm. The spaghetti is completely COVERED in sprinkles and edible glitter, and your pretty sure that whatever this is made form is not pasta and meat, but instead candy and chocolate.

"You didn't have to Papyrus, really." You smile down at the food, appreciative of the gift, before looking back to the tall skeleton. He fidgets nervously. "Well, whenever I was upset, me and Sans would make some, so I thought it would help you too. I hope you like it human!" He exclaims happily, and you wonder what that would look like. How often did Papyrus get upset anyway? Where does this come from? "It looks great Paps." Sans speaks up finally, and he's back in his normal clothes now, glasses missing. Papyrus shuffles back slightly, and shrinks away. It makes you sad, and the happiness vanishes slightly. "Human...did...did we do that?" Your confused for a moment, and then you see him eyeing your chest. Pretty sure he's not checking you out, you realise he must be talking about your soul. Sans doesnt say anything, and Papyrus looks...afraid as he stares at you. "I-...of course not Paps...I...I think it's been broken for a long time. But..I'm okay, I promise!" You don't know if pormising him your okay is a good thing, but he seems satisfied with it, and brightens up slightly.

"Hooray, your okay!" He hugs you, and you wince in pain slightly. He quickly pulls away, blushing slightly. "Im sorry human! I forgot you are delicate right now!" He's sort of yell whispering, if thats possible. Which for now, your thinking it is. You notice Frisk climbing up Papyrus' legs, and then realise that everyone else must be waiting outside, and coming in oen by one or something. Frisk has been spotted, and they know it, however they motion for you to keep quiet, and you nod slightly. "So, Paps, where is everyone else?" You ask, as Frisk slides up his back like a ninja.

"They're outside, can I bring them in? Frisk really wants to see you!" He exclaims, and you nod happily. Frisk is now on his shoulders, and before Papyrus goes to spin around, they cover Papyrus' eyes. "AH! I CANT SEE!" he exclaims, and Frisk laughs, uncovering his face. They hang over his head, and he picks them up in his arms and spins them around the room happily. Watching the sight makes your heart warm, and you feel just a little bit of determination flow through you. There are monsters, and people, you can't give up on. Even if you did make it so their house was trashed - which was not your IDEA, but still your fault - and caused them bother. Soon, everyone has filtered in, in pajamas no less, and it seems they're all very inteent on a sleepover. Sans and Alphys have wheeled in a big TV, and Undyne holds an entire bag full of anime dvds, looking through them with Frisk and Papyrus draped over eahc one of her shoulders.