This was just for fun because I got inspired, or DETERMINED by a group of pictures and videos I found online, so don't judge me. As for the questions on if it's a Papyrus x reader or a Sans x reader, that's going to be a surprise. So don't start thi...
The estate was huge! And I mean huge! When I looked into the living room I saw two sets of stairs and a opening on either side leading into two separate rooms, the dining room to my left and the dining room to my right. In the center there was a brown table with two red couches on either side with wood rimming, I just couldn't help but grab my phone and take a picture!
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*The picture*
Papyrus smiled, probably realizing I was impressed, and urged me into the kitchen. I followed quickly, to shocked to think or care about being angry with him. "HEY, UH, I NEVER COUGHT YOUR NAME..." I could tell he was trying to start a conversation but honestly I didn't mind. "It's Carson." I said to him as he took off his coat and put it on the table beside him. (I have a reason why i'm not putting Y/n just yet, so be patient) "WELL CARSON, WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO EAT?" I looked over to him and noticed he was putting on a white apron that said kiss the chef but chef was crossed out and instead it said 'THE GREAT PAPYRUS' in red sharpie. "I don't have a preference, you decide." He smiled brightly and ran behind the counter and started cooking. "So Papyrus? Are you and Sans brothers or something else like close friends or cousins?" "WELL," He began as I took a seat. "I'M NOT QUITE SURE, I LIKE TO THINK SO SINCE WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER, AND I BELIEVE HE FEELS THE SAME." I nodded. "I see... is there anyone else other than you two working with the skeleton brothers?" He froze and I heard a clank from behind the counter, then everything was silent. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry..." NO NO, IT'S FINE, LET'S CHANGE THE SUBJECT THOUGH." Now, on any other circumstances I'd disagree but he was letting me stay with him so I let it slide, though I could tell I didn't have a choice in the matter. "WHAT ABOUT YOU? DO YOU HAVE ANYONE YOU WORK WITH?" I want to keep my mouth shut so bad but I knew it could only make things more awkward so I decided to talk when suddenly I heard the door open and I sighed in relief. Thank the gods... I told myself as I started walking to the door but took a step back and leaned against the archway from the living room to the kitchen. "Hey Papyrus." I heard from the front. I turned to see Sans standing in front of the door with rips in his clothes and a small crack in his skull. I was about to ask if he was okay, then I remembered he was trying to hunt me down and he didn't know I was staying here so I held back the urge and turned towards the kitchen. "WHAT HAPPENED?" I heard Papyrus ask worriedly. "Nothing bro, just some unfinished business..." "WELL, I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET SOMEONE!" Sans smiled weakly. "Yeah sure, I shouldn't fix myself up first?" Papyrus nodded and gestured for me to come in. "This is Carson."
DUN DUN DUUUHH, cliff-hanger! Not. I actually was just too tired to finish it, so I left it there. Hope you liked this part and I apologize for it being so short, I just didn't have the time or energy to write more. Be guys =3
