"Hey Trashbag, wake up."
Papyrus jolted and looked around him, he was at home on the couch, Flowey perched on his battle body.
"FINALLY! You and Smiley have some explaining to do, because I am super confused right now..."
Papyrus ignored Flowey and looked at the note that had been taped to his chest.
"Oh yeah, Smiley left you a message and took off like the world's fastest blimp. He didn't look too happy..."
"What on earth happened? How did we-WHEN did we get home?!"
"I don't KNOW, I JUST said I was confused."
"You remember nothing?"
"Not at the moment, that Jack Daniels is some pretty strong stuff!"
Papyrus moved his head from side to side, stretching out his neck bones. "Well I didn't wake up naked, so I'm not TOO concerned-"
"EWWWW!"
"What? I'm only being optimistic my friend, looking on the brighter side of things. You really ought to try thinking more positively Flowey."
"You ought to try SHUTTING UP!"
"Mature."
"WHATEVER. Are you gonna read that note or what?!"
"Ah yes..."
Dear Papyrus,
You're probably wondering just what the hell just happened after I woke up this morning...well that makes two of us...sort of. I remember everything...everything I did and everything I was planning to do, but I don't know why I did those things or wanted to. I understand now why my font always dies through suicide.
I couldn't control my ability at all...
You may not remember, but you died because of me...and you weren't the only one. I killed a lot of people Pappy...a LOT of people. I was able to bring you back through the comic panels, but not before I heard what you said. You're wrong about me not loving you Papyrus, you're WRONG.
What is he talking about?
I didn't even send you there I swear! I wasn't even awake to HAVE that memory remember? I love you more than anything, that's why I'm leaving to go work at the CF.
I don't care about people like I use to, but that doesn't mean I want to hurt them, I don't know how to control my font though and things are getting really bad bro. I was almost captured today by the kid and when I say captured I mean CAPTURED. There must of been a new update for the FontSearch or something cause' they put me inside it like it was a freaking pokeball.
I'm not kidding.
They've got pokeballs bro!
I wanna show the world that my font isn't evil and that I want to help...even though that's a straight-up lie and I don't really give a damn. Or maybe I do...? I can't..I can't tell. I just wanna be able to live with you without having to worry about being captured or hurting you...I don't want to see you cry again.
YOU ARE READING
Fonttale 2: Waking the World!
FanfictionAfter climbing down Mt. Ebott, papyrus's first stop is the local cemetery. He plans to dig up the bodies and infuse them with magic in order to find a Font that can wake his fallen brother or release Horror from their imprisonment. He is shocked how...