The Fantasizer

Chapter 2 Roleplay

 "Undyne, are you there?" asked Sans into his phone. Undyne's loud, rambunctious voice boomed back through the speaker making Sans nearly go deaf.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'AM I THERE'?!?! I FREAKING ANSWERED THE PHONE! Who else would answer my phone?!" Undyne demanded.

"N-Nobody...," Sans answered.

"Well, I'm here like you asked. I hear a lot of chatter among the echo flowers tonight. Lots of people have come around here today it seems. I'm trying to find flowers with a girl talking. I would've heard Papyrus talking from one of these flowers from a mile a- way?"

Sans was surprised by her statement ending as a question. His hearing finally returned to normal and he turned his inner inquiries into vocal ones. "What's happening?! Did you find him or her? What did you find?"

"I-I hear Papyrus' voice...," Undyne stated.

"Tell me, what's he saying?"

"I'll put it on speaker."

Papyrus wasn't sitting too far away. He listened to the echo flower and then replied. "Indeed! The Great Papyrus does tend to take people by surprise! I didn't want you to believe you were alone, my friend! Okay, where were we...? Oh yes! The part where The Great Prince Papyrus came swooping in to save the princess from the dragon!"

He stood to his feet. He pulled out a sword that he had snagged from Undyne just for the occasion. Papyrus swung his sword at the imaginary dragon like he was actually fighting the imaginary fire-breathing lizard. "You shall never defeat me, foul beast! I, Prince Papyrus, shall free the princess from your blood-stained claws!" Papyrus continued to dance back and forth with his sword in an imaginary battle with it clanking up against the ground and slashing at the air with a swoosh! He laughed when he finally struck a "blow" on the dragon.

Undyne sat mesmerized by his performance. She had taught him herself how to use a sword. He was using every skill he had learned in an imaginary battle? Sans was surprised too. The sound effects were real and the situation sounded like it was right in front of him. Undyne silently cheered Papyrus on.

Claw after claw. Swing after swing. Dodge after dodge. After what felt like hours which was actually only mere minute, Papyrus pinned down the dragon with his sword and smiled victoriously. "Now, evil one, you shall leave this cursed place, never to return! If you shall even lay a single claw on my princess, you shall then drown in your own blood." As Papyrus recited what sounded like poetry to Undyne's ears, he drew away his sword that he had pointed to the ground and put it back in its sheath. His cape waved heroically in the wind that had somehow picked up. He picked up his phone and played a sound effect that sounded like the dragon flying away in defeat.

Sans slowly exhaled. That was why Papyrus was changing so much about himself. He was roleplaying as the person he's always wanted to be that he knew he never could be. His dreams had never satisfied him because he had never dreamed before. His lack of friends didn't help him and his innocence would never let him into the Royal Guard. However, here, in this small moment in the middle of paradise, he was Prince Papyrus performing the deed that only a fairytale character would ever be able to perform. Sans felt Papyrus' passion for this. Why he was getting into story writing. Why he wanted to talk to his friend every night on a late night walk through Waterfall. Maybe, it was at night he wanted to do this so he'd dream about his amazing feats in his story?

Papyrus continued. He reached out his hand to the princess and said in a deep, charming voice, "I, Papyrus, have fought off the dragon... Now, your brilliance will never be stolen from your home, your voice will never have to cry for help again, and your heart will never again feel fear... I will fight off all danger that ever threatens you and I will never abandon you in your time of need. If you should ever cry, I'll comfort you. If you should ever call for me, I'll be there in an instant. When your king sent me, I came rushing to this place without any thought of whether if I got injured. I only thought of you. I guess, what I'm saying is that forever I shall love you, my princess. Even if you don't feel the same feelings, my heart, even then, will forever belong to you...," Papyrus stated romantically.