Soul of a Broken [Rewriting]

7

You woke up feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day after getting the best sleep you've ever had, even though you fell asleep in your regular clothes. The sunlight felt amazing on your skin as you tried to touch the rays with your fingers, feeling the heat slowly warm them up. Sitting up, you noticed a bag that you swore wasn't there before. You finally recognized it as your own and sluggishly made your way over to it. Unzipping the flap, you saw all of your clothing from the lab neatly folded inside and silently thanked whoever brought it in. You must have forgotten about it in your terror of moving in with Sans.

You could hear the faint sound of humming coming from the kitchen as you gathers a random outfit and opened the door. Your feet were muffled by the hallway's carpet but the wood creaked under your feet in the living room, alerting Papyrus of a presence. He turned his head in the direction of the noise and saw you, his smile widening.

"Good morning, ________!"

"Morning, Paps." You stifled a small yawn and stretched, quickly pulling down your shirt as it rose on your stomach. Papyrus suddenly turned back to his cooking without another word and you shrugged, passing him and down the opposite hall into the bathroom. At first it baffled you as to why they would have a shower, yet they were skeletons, but just concluded that it simply came with the house. However, you had no conclusions as to why they had liquid soap and bath supplies in there as well, but you weren't complaining.

After washing and doing your hair, you gathered your dirty clothes and placed them in a empty hamper. You weren't exactly sure if they had a hamper for clean and dirty clothes so you decided to ask. You made your way back into the kitchen and saw Sans at the table, unsurprisingly asleep. Papyrus was still humming and cooking as you stole a peek over his shoulders while on your tippy toes.

You could see eggs sizzling on the pan, while a plate was stacked full with pancakes on the side of the stove. The smell made you forget what you were going to ask entirely. Your stomach growled and Papyrus swiveled around colliding with you.

"Nyeh, sorry about that! But, um, what were you doing behind me?" Papyrus looked you over, checking for any bruises or injuries.

"Just wanted to see what was cooking," and with a smirk, added, "good lookin'"

Papyrus' face flushed orange and he stared at you weirdly as you laughed and joined Sans at the kitchen table. You were quite proud of yourself and had a triumphant smile on your face. That was until Sans asked you something in a tone you didn't exactly like. "Uh, what?"

"the rent? you know, the money you pay for living here. where's it at?" You looked at him, trying to scan his face for a sign that he was pranking you, but he wasn't. His signature smile was neutral and firm.
"Sans, you know I don't have a job and besides I've barely been here for a day." The shorter skeleton clicked his teeth(?) as you looked toward the taller brother for help. But alas, the Great Papyrus would not be saving you as he put more sausages in the pan.

"guess we have to get you a job, huh?"

"A job? Who is getting a job?" Papyrus inquired. Guess you shouldn't have doubted him.

"Sans says I need to pay rent and he suggested that I get a job. What do you think Paps?" The lanky skeleton turned off the stove and placed the sausages on a plate with the rest. He carried all of the plates expertly, including three empty ones, and sat them on the table with confidence oozing from his aura.

"Personally I think it would be a marvelous idea so that you don't end up like my lazy brother," Papyrus glared at the sleeping skeleton, "though I don't think you need to pay rent."

You grabbed an empty plate and began loading it up with the provided food and digging in. "Thanks, Paps," Swallowing a bite of pancake, you nearly had a foodgasm. It was delicious! "Whoa Papyrus, this food is great! You've gotta teach me how to cook one day!"

The lanky skeleton slowly chewed and swallowed his food before speaking up. "Yes, yes I am aware that my cooking is very great. However, please do not talk with your mouth full. You may choke and I, the Great Papyrus, will be very sad." He resumed eating as a small blush warmed your cheeks.

You coughed and successfully hid the reddening of your face. "So, um anyways. Where do you think I can work at?" You cleared your plate of food and debated on getting seconds.

"Hmm. There is a bakery not too far away that is run by one of my friends. Perhaps we can go check it out after breakfast?" The skeleton's plate was clear as well. You thought it over and decided this was probably your best bet.

"Alright, sounds good! I just finished eating anyways." You picked up your empty plate and washed it at the sink. Drying your hands, you were quite surprised to see the entire table cleared off albeit Papyrus and Sans' plates. You concluded that Papyrus stored the leftovers in the fridge with the obvious use of magic as slight static was still in the air.

What you weren't surprised at, however, was that Sans was missing. He must have teleported while you were washing your dishes, but quite frankly you didn't care. Papyrus walked toward the front door with you in tow.

"Are you ready to go, ________?" Papyrus fixed his red scarf that was resting on his chestpiece and opened the door for you while his keys dangled in his other gloved hand.

"Certainly, my good sir." You walked through the doorway and toward the passenger side of the convertible. The sun was shining bright in the Sunday morning sky, the seemingly endless blue was spotted with small puffy cumulus clouds.

The car door was unlocked and you quickly entered the car though you were admittedly anxious. The vehicle pulled out of the driveway and down the road.

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"Ahuhu~ See you Monday dearie!"

You got the job.

You got the job and you were now working for a spider albeit a very beautiful spider with the name of Muffet. It sounded so crazy that you almost started laughing. You remembered her name being mentioned by Dr. Alphys here and there, but never in detail. If someone had told you that this would be your new life on the surface, you.... probably would have believed them.

You were elated and shaking with excitement for your new job in the car. Muffet had given you the uniform for the bakery and you were satisfied with the soft and breathable material. Papyrus' chuckle snapped your attention toward him. "Hm?"

"Oh nothing. It's just that your soul is glowing so brightly." You began wondering what it looked like exactly. Now that you thought about it, you had never seen your soul before. You only heard descriptions from others.

"Really? What does it look like?"

Papyrus took another glance before looking at the road. "It's glowing a pale rose with flecks of white and red shimmering off here and there. It also has turned upside down and resembles a monster soul now. Very interesting but it doesn't seem to be a problem."

You looked at your chest and tried to picture your soul. You could feel the warmth coursing through your body and this happiness being engraved into your head.

With the rest of the ride being fairly uneventful, you arrived home and sprinted to hang up your new uniform. Muffet had kindly pre-ironed it before giving it to you. You thought over your job and was very surprised that she had hired you although you had no experience outside of the lab.

Even so, you weren't complaining. The pay was very good while the hours and days wouldn't be detrimental to your health. It was almost laughable at the fact that you were only here now because Sans attempted to make you pay rent.

You still wondered if he was joking or not.

{{A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait. I lost power from the hurricane and was caught up in work and other things. I will attempt to update consistently from now on. Thank you for being patient! This chapter is not the normal length, I just wanted to get something out for you all to read in the mean time.}}