Frisky and Bonely..

Part 3:

The morning sunlight shines through your window, in its' best attempt to force you awake. You pull up the blanket to cover your face. It's too early to be awake now, the only one you knew who gets up this early is Papyrus. As if he could hear your thoughts, you heard a familiar clinking and rattling of pots and pans. Papyrus cheerful voice singing and humming a tune while he cooked; you smiled, his cheerfulness had always been something you loved about him. Debating about whether or not you should get out of bed you notice something hard poking into you. Removing the covers from your face and body, you see what it is. Facing turning red as you realize what the item was; the bone you had taken from Papyrus last night.

With a slight guilty feeling, you tuck the bone under the mattress. You wouldn't be able to return it now anyway, might as well keep it close by. You drag yourself out of bed and throw on a striped sweater, a ruffled skirt and some thick leggings. Giving yourself a quick look over in the mirror at the outfit you decide it's cute enough for a stay in the house and head to the bathroom to finish up your morning prep.

"NYEH HEH HEH! THIS WILL BE THE BEST BREAKFAST, THAT I THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAS MADE YET!"

You chuckle as you left your room to go down the stairs to meet with the tall skeleton. The air smelled sweet and fruity, you wonder what he was making.

"I don't know Pappy, yesterdays was quite the treat! Are you sure you can beat it?" You run over to him and give him a quick hug behind his back, taking in the pleasant feeling he brings you. A small blush creeps over you as you remember your daring adventure from last night, which was kind of from him.

"AH! HUMAN! YOU HAVE STARTLED ME!" you let go of him and almost pouting that he still called you 'human' for all these years. You know it's more out of habit than anything but still, you did have a name. "I WAS NOT EXPECTING ANYONE TO BE AWAKE JUST YET." You notice a small amount of orange blush on his cheeks and giggle. "IT WAS GOING TO BE A SURPRISE... BUT SINCE YOU WERE SO EAGER TO COME EAT THE GREAT CHEF PAPYRUS'S FOOD, I WILL LET IT PASS!" How could anyone not love this guy? You are about to wrap your arms around him again when you hear a loud obnoxious yawn.

"so what is it this morning, Paps?" turning to look at the noise, your face flushes; Sans has walked into the kitchen rubbing at his eyes wearing only a pair of boxers and his slippers. You quickly turn away to hide your blush. Papyrus turns, noticing that you have turned away, to look at his brother.

"SANS! ARE YOU REALLY SO LAZY YOU COULDN'T PUT ON MORE CLOTHES!?" Slowly turning toward Papyrus, you see his frustrated face as he yells. "REALLY! YOU DECIDE TO FINALLY GET UP EARLY FOR ONCE ONLY TO HAVE DONE IT SO POORLY!" Trying to hide your glances over at Sans, you watch him take a look at himself and notice small blush coming to his cheekbones.

"guess you can say that I was trying not to be fashion-ably late for breakfast." He shrugged. You cautiously run your eyes along the bones that are usually covered with loose T-shirts and baggy hoodies. Admiring his cervical vertebrae and clavicle, wishing you knew what it felt like against your lips. Watching his ribcage as he laughed at his own joke, you bit your lip wanting to continue your eye assault when suddenly an oven mitt covers your eyes.

"SANS! WHAT A HORRIBLE WAY TO START THE DAY! HONESTLY, YOU ARE RUINING ALL THE EFFORT I, THE GREAT CHEF PAPYRUS, WAS PUTTING IN! AND YOU ARE MAKING THE HUMAN UNCOMFORTABLE, CAN'T YOU SEE HOW UPSET SHE IS!" Unable to actually see him look at you, you suddenly became very conscious of yourself; the heat you felt across your face and the small pain on your lips from when you bit them, you give off a small shiver as you swear you felt his eyes dance over you.

"well i'd have to admitt, I can't see much through that fabric," You get hotter at the thought of him seeing you without your clothes, "oven-less you move your hand, bro." He hear him snicker, and realize the fabric he was talking about is the oven mitt blocking your view; turning red for a whole different reason.

"ENOUGH SANS!" the mitt was removed from your face and Papyrus started clenching his fists and stomping his feet. You watch Sans laugh at him, fully enjoying the way it played out, and turn around and walk out. Lucky for you neither of the two was watching you, so you could fully take in the view of Sans; almost drooling over the amount of his pelvis you could see.

"I AM VERY SORRY FOR MY BROTHER, HUMAN." You look up at the taller skeleton; his expression is somber but still slightly flushed. "LOOKS LIKE HE HAS MADE YOU QUITE UPSET." He gently ran his thumb across your left cheek to your lips, wiping away some drool you didn't know you had. You take his hand into your own and give it a gentle squeeze, hoping he wouldn't comment about the drool.

"Not your fault Pappy," you smile at him, hoping your face will turn back to normal soon. "So... What did the Great Papyrus make for breakfast anyway?" You ask turning to look around the kitchen. You can hear the joy return back to him and feel the excitement in the room.

"SINCE IT WOULD BE VERY RUDE OF ME TO KEEP YOU WAITING!" taking off his oven mitts and setting them on the counter; he presents to you a plate full of misshaped muffins. Judging by the colors you guess blueberry and chocolate, and that's because they are literally blue or brown. You take a chocolate muffin from the plate. Papyrus stares intensely at you when you raise it towards your mouth, his eyes sparkling. You take a bite. The texture is a bit crumbly but moist, with solid chunks of chocolate inside, adding to the over powering chocolate flavor; you will need milk to finish it. But really it's not bad, his and Undyne's cooking has greatly improved over the years on the surface. You figure it's because of all the cooking shows they watch while they train.

"You've out done yourself again!" you wink at him; the action fills him with joy as he jumps up. Sans has come back into the kitchen now, dressed in his usually hoodie and shorts, smiling that big grin of his; using his magic to swipe a blueberry muffin from the plate over to himself as he sits at the table.

"NOW SANS, I HOPE YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON, AND WILL CONTINUE TO PUT MORE EFFORT INTO THE MORNING LIKE I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS DOES!" Sans gives a lazy thumbs up at the comment then takes a bite into the muffin. You grab a glass from the cupboard and walk to the fridge to pour yourself a glass of milk to finish off your breakfast before joining them at the table.

"wow bro, this is berry good." Sans grins while taking another bite; Papyrus didn't seem to notice the pun, and not wanting to kill the mood you decide to hold back the giggle you had.

"WELL, OF COURSE, I THE GREAT CHEF PAPYRUS, WOULD MAKE-"

"-muffin less than the best?" Sans looks over at you and winks; you can't contain your laugh anymore and let out a fit of giggles much to Papyrus's dismay.

"WHY DO I EVEN TRY!" he gets up from the table and storms out of the room. You can hear is loud footsteps run up the stairs and a door slam shut.